Yesterday the doorbell rang at 9:30 a.m.- Vivian and I were playing and as I am an internet ordering junkie we jumped up hoping it was UPS, FedEx or one of my other delivery friends- much to my dismay it was a little old lady and a middle age woman, "Making friendly house calls"...oy. So with Vivian on my hip i go and open the gate hoping to stop them in their tracks. They start their schpeil about JC, and while I PAIENTLY wait and listen Vivian is belly laughing and pointing at the halloween skeleton I had just hung on the gate- desperately trying to get the ladies to look. As I realize what is happening I find the whole situation... "awkward" and realize our spaceship house with the skeleton had probably been targeted as needing to be saved. Luckily they finished up and left easily- me politely refusing the "Watchtower" phamphlet they were handing out- I need more unwanted paper in my house like I need a hole in the head, off to save other heathens, no luck here!!!
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