Things you Do for Love

For all my Blogger friends out there I have a question for you.
What is the craziest thing you have ever done for love? ie, move to a different state/country, quit your job, changed religions, traveled to the far depths of the world just to say i love you, etc...
I am doing a little survey for a story and would like to hear your stories. Please leave a comment and let me know.

(new photos coming soon)

There are theives in New York??

OK, I know, I haven't been keeping up with my blog. But i have an excuse. My suitcase got stolen with my camera charger in it and I can't download photos to the computer to blog them.

A week ago I came back from a Family trip to the lake, which by the way I have several fun photos to share, and I needed to pick up my keys from a friend. I left my suitcase tucked away under the stairwell of their apartment for a wee bit so I didn't have to carry it all the way up.
When I came back down it was gone. Taken in broad day light. Right from underneath me. I was gone for only 5 minutes.

OK well, really i was gone for about 20, but still. I freaked out on a few people that were around when the disappearing suitcase happened. I questioned everyone I saw. I decided to make whoever stole it feel really guilty so I wrote sad soppy letters to the tenants in the building posting them all over the building and sliding them under each door as well. I wanted my suitcase back and wanted it now.

It had ALL of my MAC make-up and make-up brushes and everyone knows how expensive it is to replace that. My Camera, Blackberry, and Ipod chargers. Clothes and more clothes. My favorite necklace of the season, and a pair of blue open toe medium height shoes that were my favorite (see blog of me and my roommate standing in the rain for visual). Not to mention every nice bra that I owned $$$.

I have been spending the week trying to replace all that was stolen. It's been tough and pricey. The one thing that I thought would be a cinch to get is being the toughest. The camera charger. No one sells a Samsung NV3 Charger and when I have called Samsung directly they just keep giving me the run around and sending me to different people where i have to wait on hold forever.

SO, I have a suspect of who stole the suitcase. I think it was the cleaning lady, in the front apartment, with the laundry basket. I questioned her a lot that day and made her feel REALLY guilty in case if it was her. Yes, i know that was mean of me but she didn't seem right.

Wednesday I got a call from some lady saying that she found some family photos of me in the trash in the Bronx. When I asked her how she got my number she hesitated and said, "umm ehh, on a luggage tag".

Apparently my bag was in the "trash" in the "Bronx" empty with just the family photos in it. Now, I know people in this city and NO ONE would go out of their way to call you if they found something of yours in the trash. I consider myself a nice and caring person and I wouldn't even do that.

UNLESS, this "Bronx caller" read a sign that I posted around the apartment buildings stating that I was extremely upset that my family photos were in the suitcase and they were irreplaceable. Hmmmmm, I think I might have something here.

So this weekend, after sunbathing myself at the beach and then spending all my money and sanity at Ikea, I plan to go talk to the people who hire this "cleaning lady" and see what I can find out.
I am a regular Columbo.