We live in a rural area. It’s definitely small town, America. What image comes to mind when you hear rural or small town America? I’m betting you see lots of farms and open spaces. Well, let me be the first to tell you that not all small towns are created equal. We live in the heart of Appalachia surrounded by hills, mines, and even fewer farms unless you count chickens in cages. At night this place can be down right spooky. Our “holler” (hollow to you city folk) would be an excellent place to film a horror movie.

So, what’s my point? Well, there isn’t one really. I just wanted to say that last night as I was walking from my MIL’s house to my house that I realized that we live in strangers land (as in the movie, The Strangers). Yeah, it’s eerily similar at night. Anyway, all I could think of as I breathed in the very cold air was at what point during my walk were one of those masked maniacs going to jump out and get me. So I ran. Hopefully no one was watching my foolish antics. Then this evening no one was home but me and I just knew someone of the masked variety was going to knock on my door and ask me if Tamara was home. Geez, you’d think I’d be over this movie* by now.

So, who else let’s their imagination get the best of them after reading a scary book or after watching a scary movie? Come on you can share you secrets with me. After all I just divulged to the world what a “scaredy-cat” I am. Did I also mention that after watching a scary movie I won’t go to sleep unless my husband is holding me? Pathetic much??

BTW, I totally recommend watching *The Strangers even if it is one of the more terrifying movies of the year… just don’t watch it alone.