December 02, 2009

Tom is in Denver this week visiting customers.  As usual, I've locked myself in my house (that darned boogy-man is so scary) until he comes home.  There is this totally creepy guy who wanders around our neighborhood.  He is like a 50 year old, balding with long hair on the sides, wart covered weirdo.  He constantly stares at me when I see him and gives me the willies!  When Tom is home, it's no big deal, I still wander quickly into my house, but last night I RAN into my house as fast as I could.  He was again just staring at me and I wasn't going to risk being a rape/murder victim.  Then I got into my house and realized now the freak knows where I live!  So every time Champ jumped on the back of the couch (which is a no-no, but he does whatever he wants when Tom is out of town) and stared out the window into the dark trees, I freaked!  I was sure he was in my backyard watching me!!  So all my blinds are shut, all my doors are locked, and all the lights are on!

To keep my mind off the red jacket warty weirdo, I blog surfed last night and read a bunch of uplifting and fun blogs!

I came across this great blog of a family friend.  Her name is (or was) Ali Coon, all her sisters are super talented, and her blog was the only one I hadn't ever seen before!  So take a look at it for some great decorating ideas.  www.alittleuniqueinthecraftdepartment.blogspot.com
I put a link on my blog side bar in case you ever forget her blog address.  Love it!

3 comments:

Bon said...

I do have talented sisters don't I?! But I know that you are a women of many talents yourself!:)

Anonymous said...

Marissa, you take care and if you see or hear anything suspicious you call 911, better to be safe than sorry.
We'll keep you in our prayers.
lUV YA, Mary & Bud

Ralph Perez said...

http://www.familywatchdog.us/ShowMap.asp

Check the perv out. I have plenty of guns and I think you should carry a shotgun around, like in and out of your car, or at least a hunting vest so he knows that you can remove "The Twins" should the old Letcherous bastard get to friendly!
Love you

Dad.