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  • Melaine

    October 3, 2010 at 5:13 pm

    My boyfriend says that I have to leave you a message so that I don’t seem creepy (I think he means so that I don’t seem creepy to him, because this is sure to only increase my creepiness level to you.) SO maybe a couple of weeks ago I went in search of a baby mermaid costume on the great wide information super highway.

    One of the few I found that looked within my talent and taste was on your site. I clicked on the image and Google blew it up for me and in the background showed me the site it had come from. It appeared that the site had some directions on making the costume so I scanned it, but they weren’t directions. They were a blog.

    The baby in the blog was about the age of my daughter and the family also lived in California, in an area I was sort of familiar with, and since the most interesting thing in the world to me is reading about children the same age as mine I started reading through the following entries. After a couple months’ worth of entries I thought it would be interesting to go back and read from the time of Bug’s birth. I don’t have many friends with kids so I don’t get much of a chance to read about the development of other kids. And plus I’m a big fat voyeur.

    Around this time I mysteriously injured my foot and found myself with much more time on my hands than I’m used to. So I kept on reading. All the way to the present day. A few days went by and I found myself missing the characters of you and your family. Wouldn’t it be interesting to read about the pregnancy that led to Bug? But then, even worse and stalkerish than all that, I found myself going back as far as I could in the archives and I read until the birth of Bug.

    So now I’m all caught up and I feel like I’m old friends with you. Except of course that you have no inkling whatsoever that I even exist. It’s hard not to feel downright creepy. But all I can really do is come clean; I’m Melaine, I’ve enjoyed following the saga that is your life and I plan on continuing. I would send you a link to my blog or something to assure you that I am not tooo psycho, but nothing like that exists. I really should have figured out how to send this to you in a private message. Ho hum.