Depp is Scary in Sweeney Todd

Anyone else getting the willies from the Sweeney Todd character? When they chose Depp, they really knew what they were doing. That Tim Burton is a genius. I'm scared already and I haven't even seen the movie. Of course, this makes my need to see the movie even more.

If you visit the official Sweeney Todd movie site, you will see what I mean. When the knifes make that noise, it sends chills. Although, it also reminds me of Edward Scissor Hands another Depp film.

Of course, this is not why I am looking at the site. There is a confessional site for this show, where you Confess To The Demon Barber (http://www.buzznet.com/groups/sweeneytodd/). Which got me thinking - we all have stuff in the past. Stuff that we tell no one. Stuff that we try to even forget. But it is always there. Haunting us - like Sweeney Todd will haunt me until I see the flick.

I thought about confessing one of my acts of revenge on the site and then thought - no. I'm going to divulge it to my blogger friends - who after I confess I hope I never meet any of you. :-)

The moment of revenge for me was in my first marriage. Let me first remind you,
I married young. At the time of the revenge, I had just delivered child number
3. I had just been released from the hospital after a 8 hour visit and delivery.
I was tired.

My then husband, if you can call him that, just wanted me home to issue paychecks for his workers. He was ticked that I had a baby on payday. I'm sure I did that on purpose. :-)

Immediately upon arriving home just before noon - I delivered at 4 am, I was high tailing it to my desk to get the payroll done. There was a group of employees sitting in my house waiting. I completed the task pretty fast - with in 30 minutes or so. Then my ex took the checks and dispensed them and left.

He was gone, who knows where. I had 2 toddlers and a newborn. I was exhausted from being up all night. As time dragged by, I was moving from exhausted to mad, to down right ticked.

This is where I went off the deep end. The time was 9 pm. I called a neighbor friend, and devulged a lie of needing femine products from the store. She said she would come over and sit with the kids.

I jumped in my car and like a stalker, went cruising to find my ex's truck. I found it, at a local inn. Which clearly marked that he was drunk and I was alone. I didn't know what to do. I wasn't thinking clearly.

What I did do is jump out of my car, with my best lipstick in hand. I'm such a dork. I ran to his truck and wrote all over the windows that the "driver was a drunk while his wife is raising the kids" and other various bad things. Which probably wouldn't be okay to repeat here.

It wasn't my finest moment - playing the derranged wife. But I admit it, I did it. Think what you may from it. I'm just grateful to have grown up some and rid myself of his drunken burden. I can only imagine what folks that saw me being psycho thought and said. I guess I must also laugh at my crazy self.

Visit Sweeney Todd on MySpace and be freaked out with me. Post a confession as well, if you are brave - kind of like me. NOT.