I have a dilemma and it involves this fella. His name is Bob. Some of you met him a while back.
I got him in a market in Chiang Mai, Thailand in 2006. I think he is the coolest thing ever. I mean, seriously. How many people have an antique marionette puppet from Thailand in their house? Well, my brother does, but only because I gave him Bob's cousin. But how many other people have one?
Bob has made the rounds around the house. He was in the living room on a chair for awhile, but he gave the husband the willies, so I moved him into the guestroom. But then he gave my guests the heebie-jeebies, so I had to find a new home for him.
Currently, he's between our kitchen and living room, sitting on a wood shelf the husband built to hold some of our art. It's a somewhat temporary spot for him to keep him safe until I find the ultimate location for him in the house, but in a way I think it's a proper place for him. He is a work of art. The husband begs to differ.
Not long ago we had a friend over for dinner. She and the husband were discussing Bob and decided he was ultra creepy and reminded them of the nasty flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz. It's been forever since I've seen the movie, and I honestly didn't remember the flying monkeys. I told them that they were crazy and they just lacked good taste.
For some reason last night, this whole idea of the flying monkeys popped into my head, so I googled them. And, by golly, Bob really does look like the flying monkeys!!
So, what should I do about Bob? Do I leave him out on display and give a high five to all the guests cool enough to appreciate him? Or do I stuff him in a corner somewhere so he won't scare small children?