White Car Mystery

Daddy and the Westonator
Relaxing in the bouncy chair

Look at the giant cut he came home with after spending the day at day care! :(

BRRR!!! It's COLD outside!

We had a little incident on Monday that I didn't blog about but after today's second incident, I feel the need to blog. While I was home on my lunch break on Monday, a white car pulled into the driveway and a strange man knocked on our door. Not knowing this individual, I stood inside the door and called out, 'Who is it?" There was no response. I stood there for a few LONG minutes, thinking the guy would just leave but he didn't. Then he knocked again! I ran upstairs and called Tom from behind a locked bedroom door. He drove home from work but by the time he got to our house, the mystery man and his white car had taken off. On Tuesday, I decided to eat my lunch at work because I was a little freaked out. Today I decided I would go home again. I was just sitting down to my tatortot hot dish when I heard a knock on the door again. Strange. I went to peer out the window and, sure enough, the white car was back. This time I didn't say anything and I texted Tom right away. The car left after a few minutes.

I'm not really sure how to handle this. It creeps me out that this car appears only minutes after I get home. It makes me feel like somebody is watching me come and go from my own house. Another strange factor is that nobody replied to me when I asked who was there. Odd, is it not? I'm not sure what's going to happen tomorrow (and, frankly, I'm a little nervous about it) but i'll keep you posted on any other visits from the white mystery car. We decided not to call the cops because I'm probably just over reacting but now there is a log of events online just in case the mystery man succeeds in stealing me away.

I've come to two possible explanations for the mystery man-

1. I've won the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes and someone (in a really crappy white car and with NO balloons) is trying to deliver my prize.

or

2. Someone is trying to kidnap me and/or Weston and sell our organs on the black market.