Poor Charlie
Saturday
5:30am- Had the strangest dream last night. I've always heard that dreams are your mind's way of dealing with the stuff you don't have time to think about while you're awake...but I swear it must have been something I ate before I went to bed. Still, I think I'll check up on that Mike Newton kid. You can never be too sure.
6:15am- Bella has been sleeping in every morning for a while now. Guess she gets that from Renee. I like to beat the sunrise every chance I get. "The early chief gets the bad guy," I always say. It's sort of my policy to be out patrolling before an accident can happen. People always go slower when they know I'm watching.
I wonder when the last time was that I gave the doors a good wipe down? You are suppose to do that, aren't you?
Note to self: buy furniture polish on way home this evening...and bleach...doors need cleaned...especially the knobs and handles.
7:30am- Darn kids. I'm not sure, but I think I counted one less goat over in old man Williams' field. I'd bet anything that those hoodlums I've seen driving by so much lately had something to do with it disappearing. I don't even want to imagine what they might want with a goat. I doubt it's a pet they were lookin' for. What's the world coming to?
8:00am- Went by the grocery store to pick up some milk and bread. Didn't really need it. Just needed an excuse to go by Newton's and make sure that kid of theirs isn't up to something. He's messing with me. I'm sure of it.
When did my cruiser's door handles get so shiny? I'll just stop by the car wash for a second before I drop the groceries off at the house.
9:15am- Can you catch anything serious from touching door handles? I think I'll use a handkerchief just to be safe.
10:00am- grrr. Mike Newton. I know he's just sitting back waiting to put his perverted little thoughts into action. Bet he knows where the goat is, too. I could pull him aside for questioning, but until I have solid proof it would be best to let him think I don't know anything.
10:45am- Saw those trouble making kids "admiring" Williams' goats a few minutes ago. Would have swung back by to run them off, but remembered that I was planning a sting operation for this afternoon.
Wonder if I can find fishnet stockings in town? May have to go into Seattle tonight and put the under cover work off until tomorrow.
8:00pm- Don't know what I was thinking. Can't possibly "play hooker" while I have a suspect on the loose getting his rocks off by licking innocent people's door handles. Not sure what that would do for anyone, but we all have our little kinks, don't we?
9:00pm- Nothing good on TV and Bella's out with Edward. Don't know what it is about that guy that irks me so. He just creeps me out. Sometimes it's like he knows what I'm thinking.
Why can't Bells just give Jake a chance? He's more my kind of person. So loyal and friendly. He'd make a nice son-in-law some day. You just want to give him a hug...or a pat...or scratch his belly. Wait...why would I want to do that? Strange. Must be tired.
10:00pm- Waited up for Bella and then headed off to bed. If I didn't know better, I would think I heard her talking to someone in her room. I might as well play it safe. She wouldn't sneak him in...would she?
10:15pm- Nope. Just Bella talking to herself. She's a little weird sometimes, but she's still my little girl. Can't believe she's so grown up already.
Now. Time to catch a few Zs. Tomorrow comes early and I still haven't got enough on Mike Newton to pin the licking bandit name on him.
12:45pm- Whoa! I thought that dream last night was strange, but this one takes the cake. I couldn't have been out for more than a few minutes when I started hearing Edward Cullen's voice whispering my name. I jumped up and there he was just staring at me from the foot of my bed. When I screamed, he just vanished...POOF! GONE!
Yeesh! What does that mean? Dreaming of my daughter's boyfriend?
4:00am- Woke up to Bella arguing loudly and someone else laughing. Sounded like a guy. Must have been another dream. Bells talks in her sleep...a lot! Maybe she started using other voices now, too. With her anything's possible, I guess.
5:30am- So tired. Need more sleep. No. Have to go to work. Have to catch the bad guys.
Hmm. I don't remember buying the fishnets...or the mini skirt...Hey! When did I shave my legs?
Oh, well. Maybe I'll lure those punk kids in, or at least some of the older perverts looking for a good time. Besides, I haven't been on a date in ages.
