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Okie Dokie...Heres another posting to answer some of the questions from my last one.

First, the city doesn't want our house. I don't know why. We waited over 2 months to get a letter in the mail that said our house is worth $65,000 and at this time they are unable to purchase our home. Yippee. It took them 2 months to come up with that? Duh. We paid $64,900 for it. We know its worth that. We just don't know why they don't want it. Probably because they know the city put a messed up sewer line in our backyard. But anyway...so know our only option is to wait. We don't really have an option but to wait and hope that this city project will raise our property value. I just hope our neighborhood doesn't eventually go section 8 and get us stuck here.

Second, about the other night... It took the cop about 20 minutes to show up and once he arrived, he didn't have the flashy lights or siren on. He said he was so late because the night before they had an officer almost get hit. Not sure what that had to do with me, but whatever. I mean, we're only within walking distance of the Public Safety Substation in our neighborhood. He got out of the car and mark walked out to meet him. Mark and the officer turned on their flashlights, looked around, and then I met them outside. I told the officer what happened, and he said that I should buy a motion light or a security camera. Well gee...why didn't I think of that?!? He also said that they would add us to their patrol route and would drive by when they get a chance. They must have a REALLY big patrol route, cause it's been days since the incident, and I still haven't seen a patrol car drive by.

He took no fingerprints, didn't talk to any neighbors, nothing. I told the young couple across the street to keep an eye out and be careful. We do a pretty good job of looking out for each other. The cop did say that there had been other reports of a peeping tom in the neighborhood, but the physical descriptions didn't match. Theirs was a lightskinned older man with braids, mine was darkskinned 20 or 30 something male with short hair or bald, wearing a hoodie.

No other news, but Mark and I are looking into motion lights and have put up sheets on what windows didn't have blinds. I know is not a great solution, but we're working on it.

CD giveaway...

My sister's blog is giving away a Michael Buble CD...check it out!
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I'm afraid of the dark

No really. I am. I've never really been much of a fan of darkness. I've always much preferred a warm, sunny afternoon to the dark, cold creepiness of nighttime. But now, my fears have been justified.
Saturday night, Mark and I were enjoying the weekend and had eaten supper and given Ashley Marie her bath. we got her PJ's on her and got her to bed for the night and decided to watch a movie. Mark fell asleep on the sofa and I had been working on an art project while the movie finished up. Once it was over, I turned off the DVD and started to get ready for bed. Put my cell phone by the bed, set the alarm clock, and refilled my tea glass. I went in the bathroom and brushed my hair and sat down to use the toilet. After a few moments, I looked up and saw something unusual in the bathroom window. Reflected on the frosted glass was something I had never noticed before. Something kinda spherical. I looked at it for a moment, trying to figure out what I was looking at. Then, it moved. Much like a person might move their head. Hmmm...that's creepy. Maybe its Mark and he got up without me hearing him and he's rechecking the sewer line before we go to bed (it's been backing up and causing floods). I know it was unlikely, but I quickly and carefully got up and pulled up my pants. I went next door into Ashley Marie's room and walk up next to her crib to look out the window.
Yep...standing right there within 5 feet of my house. A Stranger, definitely not Mark. I don't know if he was a peeping tom or if he was trying to figure out how to break in. He saw me really quickly, hiked up his lowridin' pants, and took off. I woke Mark up and he called the cops while I hysterically sobbed and had a panic attack. By the time the cops got there, he was of course long gone, and we still aren't sure what he was doing. But let me tell you this...I am terrified. I am usually slow to admit weakness in myself, but I am not kidding you at all. I am absolutely terrified about whatever he was doing, and even more terrified to think that he could come back. So, Mark and I are beefing up security here at the house. We're working on finally getting that security system to stop beeping for the first time in over 3 years!

Alrighty...I'm back!

Okie Dokie...I finally found the time to try and remember how to get back on my blog. Here I am! What now?