If you missed my little revelation of insanity yesterday, click here before you look at the two pictures.
Since I had quite a few e-mails yesterday asking if I could take a picture of the creepy statue, I decided to try this morning.
Oh sure, you didn't come right out and say it, but I'm thinking you might think that I think like a crazy person...
And since I totally wanted to dispel any possibility that could be even remotely true...
I woke up this morning and grabbed my daughter before she could leave on her bike.
"I'm driving you this morning!"
She thought I was being nice. She didn't know I was going to take a picture of Mr. Perv lying in wait by the doorway.
I dropped her off and then circled the parking lot.
I didn't want to get actually get out of the car considering I was wearing a 'rush-out-of-the-house-in-three-seconds' outfit, including my coral pink crocs.
So I put the window down and snapped these two shots.
I don't know why that top one keeps going sideways but I surrender to the eccentricities of blogger and you'll just have to turn your head slightly.
See what I mean?
He's creepy, right?
In a stalking, I'm going to kill your daughter and cut her into tiny pieces kind of way.
And YOU, silly reader, thought I was just being dramatic!
As if I ever would be.
And now my shadow/over-protective story is complete.
Now I'm thinking you might think that Jenny does NOT!!! think like a person verging on insanity...
And I am so relieved.