What Scares Me Wednesdays

****This post was originally scheduled for Wednesday. But given it's All Hallow's Eve, I thought it needed to be shared today.****

It happens to us all. Sometimes you just can't stop it. You know what I mean. You are walking the aisles of the thrift shop surveying the goods, sorting through the "has potential" from the mundane average junk. Then it happens. As you innocently glance over items, you do a double take and your eyes land square on the train wreck on the second shelf, something so horrifying you loose all track of that fabulous candlestick you had in your sights. You've drawn an unfortunate bead on the scariest thing in the store and you just.can't.look.away. You start to wonder who on earth had that in their home and at what point did they realize that it was CLEARLY responsible for their nightmares? Then you ponder who made it, manufactured it, or crafted it and what is that person like and would I run screaming if I ran into them on a dark, vacant street?

Let's face it, this has happened to all of us who thrift with any regularity. So let's talk about it, put it out in the open. You know you want to. It might begin the healing. So I now declare Wednesdays "What Scares Me Wednesdays." Publishing the darker side of thrifting is an idea I'm stealing from a friend. So thanks, Cathy, for sharing my sick sense of humor and letting me swipe your idea...love you doll.

In full disclosure this series will run from the truly horrific to the mildly disturbing or the slightly amusing. Ok...so...it's basically anything I have a sarcastic comment for.

Let's get down to the inaugural installment.

I'm pretty sure that I accidentally looked in her vacant eyes and she tried to steal my organs...because as you can see, she's empty inside. Oh wait that's not entirely true, she's full of dirt. DIRT! And why is she cut open so we can see this??

And I'm assuming this is her golf-playin', dirt zombie husband. Because, you know, everybody deserves love. Even if they do look like they have a knife in their hand and could possibly be responsible for you being cut open and filled with dirt.

So tell me, what do you think when you look at these two gems? Oh, and let's keep it PG. But please take care to not look them directly in the eyes. I don't want any dirt zombie readers!