May 28 2008
Creepy Dolls
It was about this time last year that my parents decided they had enough with work.
Now… when most people retire, they downsize. Not these guys. They upsized to what can be best described as a ski lodge. So why a bigger place? Trust me, there are certainly no grandkids on the way.
Anyway, me mudder decorated the ski lodge herself, and even this harsh critic has to admit – she did an outstanding job.
The new place is not yet complete… they’re still doing work. This particular fact was not entirely known by my significant other while we planned the visit, but was abundantly clear immediately upon arrival. Randy spent the weekend “on loan” to my father – toiling on some household electrical and equipment hookups… good minion that he is.
But any praise of mom’s decorating has to be considered alongside the disclosure that there are creepy elements within the house. I don’t know how else to say this – there are little dolls around every corner – carefully selected to fit the mood. My first exposure to them was upon laying down my suitcase. There, meeting my gaze were those two… sitting back… plotting… Waiting For Me.
Oh God, I pray to thee this not be the start of a large collection.