Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Ever Wanted to be a Fly on the Wall?

Okay, I have a question for you all today. I was thinking about it this morning as I was surveying the garbage in my garage that had been scattered everywhere. Was it Maggie? Our neighbor's dog, Wiggles? A raccoon or possum? Or even the wind? Short of sitting up all night or catching the culprit red-handed, there's really no telling. I do know that I've never seen Maggie bother the garbage. Even after it's been dumped out. I am tempted to blame Wiggles right off the bat, but what proof do I have? None so far. If I had a security camera, then the puzzle would be solved. But I wouldn't go that far just for a little garbage.

One year when my son was two, some pranksters cut the cord to his blow-up snowman in the yard and moved it to a yard a street over. Not a nice thing to do. And boy was I mad that they had destroyed it by cutting the power source. Once again, no proof. And kind of spooky that someone had been so close to the house and us not know it. Kind of like the other day when someone left the back door unlocked and my sister and brother-in-law came in and made themselves at home. Not that I minded them being there, but the thought that anyone else could have been in and out and me not even realize it. Spooky. But I ramble. Here's the question for the day.

Is it ever acceptable to use a spy cam or hidden camera? Would you have any qualms about placing one in your home if you thought something was going on that shouldn't be? What about at your business? Is this a serious invasion of privacy if it's in your own domain? Do you trust your babysitter? If you run a business, do you trust your employees? Would you go that far to make sure that your family and possessions are protected?

And then of course my mind wandered to the whimsical side of the question. What if you could catch the culprit who spilled the unknown substance on your freshly shampooed carpet? Or find out who left the glass of coke on your dresser to make the unsightly ring? What about finding out who put the red sock in the washer with the whites? Who broke that what-not on the mantle and set it back just so? Who keeps spitting toothpaste in my sink and not rinsing it out? Ughhh. Of course I know the answer. There's only three of us in my household. Most of the time I can figure it out by process of elimination. Oh but to have that coveted proof. There would be no more, "But mom..." or "I dunno, honey." And Maggie would be off the hook.

Of course, I'm not blameless. The other day I went to the fridge and thought, Hey, who drank all my Lipton Green Tea? And the answer is, no one in the house drinks it but me. Had to be me. Unless of course I'm being investigated by the CIA, and they've helped themselves to it while they surveilled my home. Somehow I don't see the boys in black chillin' on my sofa with a cold one while they install a stealth camera in my dusty silk plants. But hey, as long as they don't touch my hidden Dove chocolate stash, we're cool.

5 comments:

Praying for your Prodigal said...

Gald to see that your creative energies are still rollin! Yes, we have been tempted to install a video system in our yard outside. It was during a time that we had two teen-aged foster daughters. We were getting T.P'd with great regularity! Poor girls, everytime we were TP'd....THEY had to clean it up before they left for school. It has to be cleaned up as soon as you find it as wet T.P is not nice!

Anyway--I digress.......in lieu of an expensive video system....we slept with our bedroom window open...and GV heard the culprits. He put on his Minnesota Cowboy Boots (there's another story here!) and stomped outside to find the young teen boys hiding underneath a parked car in front of our home. He paced around the car talking out loud....."This mess needs to be cleaned up NOW!" "The way I see it you have two choices, 1) I can call your parents right now (it was 1:30 a.m) and ask them to come and help you....OR 2) you can clean this up...and I mean spotlessly clean it up and then go home without notice."

Leaving them with just one more thought, he returned to our house: "And boys, I am going to assume, if this EVER happens again, YOU TWO DID IT!"


We sat in our bedroom, with the lights off, and watched them scamper around picking up and pulling off every sheet of TP!!!!!

Need I say--we were never TP'd again! I don't know what express notice went around that school...but we were not targeted again! :)

So--long story short--if we had installed the video system...we wouldn't have had so much fun in the middle of the night!

:) Diane

C. H. Green said...

GV is one cool guy. LOL. I bet that was fun. He should have got in the car and started it. LOL.

Terry said...

Dear C. H. Green...That was SO nice of you to visit my blog. Thanks so much and NOW when I get a few minutes I think I am going to READ your's!!
I recognise "praying for your prodigal" I have read her wonderful comments on David Fisher's blog.
I am glad you like the fall pictures C.H.
I dedicated them to Susan because she says that they don't get a lot of autumn colors in California but I sure wouldn't mind getting all the green and warm that she has!! Ha!!
Well God bless you and I WILL come back and read your blog...From Terry

I just love the answer to the question in your "profile". It is clear that you have the soul of an artist!! "Ode to Summer" Beautiful!! MUSICAL!!!

C. H. Green said...

And thank you for your kind comments. Stop by any time.

Terry said...

Good morning C.H. Green..I will for sure!

I just visited David Fisher at Pilgrim Scribblings. He has such a incredible picture there!
Catch you later.. I have to go to WORK where there is no computer!.... can't visit any of more blogging friends till later! From Terry