No handcuffs yet, I’m still able to blog. While I was touring a gorgeous home in Kessler today, noonish, another Dan Nelson treasure (stay tuned, stay very tuned), Robert Wilonsky at the Dallas Morning News emails me that I’m in trouble: Richard Malouf filed a complaint against me with the Dallas Police Department. Read this all quickly on my iphone and called Robert, per his request, to do some ‘splaining. (No doubt my husband will be wanting some next.) It seems Richard Malouf is not happy that I took some photos of his front yard lined with the future components of his Water World. And he claims that I entered his construction gates to do so:
ON LISTED DATE SND TIME, SUSP ENTERED PRIVATE PROPERTY THROUGH A CONSTRUCTION
GATE. SUSP TOOK PICTURES OF PROPERTY AND POSTED THEM TO HERWEBSITE CALLED
CANDYSDIRT.COM. SUSP DID NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO BE ON PROPERTY AND LEFT BEFORE
ROS ARRIVAL. NFI
The offense date on the report is 8/22/12. That would be Wednesday, yesterday. Nope, sorry, I was way up north yesterday in Allen. I met real estate agent extraordinaire Suneetha Chaparala for lunch at Legacy — we dined al fresco at Nicola — did you know they closed the Preston Center location (?) but tell me Legacy is doing just great. I even tweeted it. Then I drove out to Allen to pick up my son’s rehearsal dinner invitations which were being hand-addressed by the “Left-Handed Calligrapher” — you’ve got to see these, then looked at some homes up there, then stopped at Willow Bend Mall and did some shopping. Yesterday was my “let’s pretend you live north of LBJ” day, and I don’t think I even went south of Royal. Maybe they meant Tuesday. Or Monday. But no, I was not on Strait Lane on any of those days.
I was in front of the Malouf manse on Sunday, however, but never went inside the gates. I could have, but know that would be trespassing and disrespectful to the family. Would I want someone walking into my yard? As long as my hair looked good and I have make-up on, I really wouldn’t mind but you know, the Maloufs deserve their privacy. Thing was I got a call from a source Sunday morning telling me the water slides had just been delivered and the gates were in fact, wide open! See, there is a homeowner on Strait Lane who reads my blog and is not too fond of Water Pik Park going in a few doors down. So, I was kind of pooped on Sunday, as we had had a wedding shower chez Evans Saturday night, and I dumped a pitcher of margaritas in my freezer at 1 am — what a mess! (See, Richard, God IS punishing me.) Later Sunday afternoon I drove over to Strait Lane and the gates were still semi open. I saw the slides and snapped away FROM THE DRIVEWAY BY THE STREET! There are no sidewalks on Strait Lane. Love those zooming Leica lenses! I really needed to get higher, and my next car may have to have a fire ladder. In fact, I emailed Byron Harris asking if he could get an aerial for me.(You can see edge of fence in this shot)