Who Needs Enemies?

Don't blink! Blink and you're dead

Way, way too scary . . .

We had been visiting with our daughter.

Had a wonderful time.

Talking.

Walking.

Making puzzles.

Playing games.

Eating.

And she had introduced us to the TV show, Doctor Who.

Yes I know that most of you will have seen this program.

I know I had certainly heard of it.

But I had never actually sat down and watched it.

Our daughter (loving person that she is) chose, for our first experience, an episode called, “Blink”. Also known as the 'Weeping Angels' episode.

A story of statues that come to life when you aren't looking at them.

And do terrible things to you.

It was, in a word, SCARY.

Truly frightening.

Chilling enough that I watched the entire thing snuggled close to my Husby.

And holding his hand.

Okay, so . . . brave, I'm not.

Through the last half of the episode, I had to visit the 'little girl's room', but was watching the screen so attentively that I . . . didn't.

Once the show had finished, I shivered, then turned on every light as I made my hasty way down the hall.

A few seconds later, much refreshed, I opened the door.

And this is what was sitting on the floor directly in my path.

I screamed.

And heard loud answering laughter from the family room.

I hate my family.