My hubby is notorious for picking things up off the side of the road (I have multiple pieces of artwork and furniture in my home that were snagged on a drive-by). A few years back, on a corner in southeast Portland, he decided that we just couldn’t live without this Santa.
It is the most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen.
I am totally convinced I’m going to wake up in the middle of the night, with this creepster standing over me, duct tape and bad ideas in hand.
I’ve tried to get rid of it multiple times and the old man always catches me.
So naturally, being completely aware of my fears, this is what I saw when I pulled in our driveway last night after having wine with friends.