Everything is making me crazy.
But this was crazy in a good way. Lloyd and I came home after stopping at Subway to a cryptic message on the Magna-Doodle (see above). It was such strange handwriting, and I didn’t know what the heck it was talking about. I looked around the first floor briefly, but I had a sandwich to get to eatin’.
On the way downstairs to get a pop, this greeted me:
ARHHHGGGG!!! Jar Jar Binks is in my house! Jar Jar Binks is in my house!!!!
Once I realized it was (thankfully) not the real Jar Jar Binks, I went through the likely suspects who could have done this.
Beth? No – sneaky, but hates movies.
Melanie? Has lots of props, but the handwriting is wrong.
Kate. It was Kate, my friend from work! She disguised her handwriting to throw us off the trail. She’s cleaning out her old house to rent it out, and blessed me with this gungan. I can never thank her enough.