Follow your heart. That's what Imad Fadhil would do.

Don't worry. Although we are excited for our adventures in the rest home, Annabelle and I aren't retired stalkers yet. While Annabelle was at an exciting rehearsal singing her heart out and playing her dream role, I went to the mall. By myself. That's right. Call me lame. It's okay. The life of a professional stalk&talker isn't always about glamor and popularity and I've accepted that.

While looking at guitars at the music store and listening to a guy play an unfamiliar song, I overheard an interesting conversation between the cashier and a customer. The customer was a middle-aged man with a guitar strapped on his back, a beard, and a terrorist-esque accent. He was asking about a flute and ended up buying a penny whistle. I followed him out of the store because I couldn't stand there and watch such a unique individual disappear forever (that's how you know you are a stalker at heart). This man--let's call him Imad Fadhil because I found that on a terrorist name generator--looked significantly out of place in the rest of the mall. It wasn't just the beard and the guitar that drew attention. It was mostly because he insisted on "playing" his new whistle. What was squeaking in the beginning soon turned into a "melody" that partially resembled Fiddler on the Roof. I proceeded to follow Imad Fadhil past Bath & Body Works and to the food court. Imad's musical talent drew stares and smiles.

Stalker Tip of the Day
Don't let someone special slip away.
Stalkee Tip of the Day

"Following someone you look up to is a good practice. Following your heart and having others follow in your footsteps is even better.” Follow your heart (like our friend Imad) and others may follow you.
Random Stalker Observation from the Mall
You can always tell which couples are married and which ones are dating at the mall. The married men roll their eyes and the hopeful ones listen intently to the women talking about the clothes they are trying on.

 Stalker News--THIS IS EXCITING!!

As of today, our blog has 3 views form a distant land called Germany. I hope they aren't self-conscious about our bathrobe comments. If you are German and/or are offended by the bathrobe post, please see Stalkee Tip of the Day, follow your heart, and send us an email at really.really.toeachhisown@gmail.com. We'd love to hear about your life/stalking adventures/latest fashion statement.

--Rita

Ice cream. Cold shoulder. Teen angst. Polygadate.

This week Annabelle and I decided to bring some ice cream to Peach to help speed his recovery. Our adventure wasn’t as awkward as we anticipated, in fact it was fun. He seemed glad to have visitors.

On the way there we did very slow doughnuts in the library parking lot and listened to a CD of songs about teen angst and laughed. It was pretty great. Really. And I learned that Annabelle has a talent for choosing ice cream flavors.

A couple of weeks ago we went to Peach’s school to see their musical. Polygadate? Of course. Germans in green bathrobes? Not this time.

On our adventure, Annabelle informed me that Green apparently thinks I’m giving him the cold shoulder. I don't know what makes him think that. I don’t really know how to handle that whole situation. Advice anyone?

Good news! We are sort of published authors.We wrote a one act. Not about suicide. Not about love. Not about teen angst. It's about pre-school! After we sent it to our "publisher" we took pictures of us holding giant books and looking sophisticated.

Well, that's my update. Annabelle, we have work to do. This post is rather pathetic for a blog that is supposed to be about stalking. In order to write about stalking, you have to stalk someone first. I sense a stalking adventure in the near future. (I would love to find that sentence in a fortune cookie someday.)

--Rita