Spoons N Moons

Have you ever wondered if the moon plays a part in how often ghosts appear or seem to be more active in their locations? I have. And I have noticed lots of weird things happening when the moon is full. People and animals tend to act strange. I seem to have a heightened sense of things going on around me. I have noticed complete silence on some nights and then just the opposite - strong winds that feel 'weird' to me, night bird screams, dogs barking. I have even noticed waking up at exactly on or around the 3am hour on a few occasions on or around a full moon. Whatever the case, a similar situation happened a few weeks back.

One night making dinner we were in and out of the backyard, admiring the moon, trying to catch it on my good old digital and stiring up some spaghetti and sausage. I went to the drawer and started looking for a slotted spoon to test the timing of the spaghetti and for some reason, could not find either of the two I own. I looked on the counters, in the dishwasher, cupboards and even in my daughters room. Not a spoon to be found anywhere. Hell I even looked more than once, as my husband came in and asked me what I was looking for and cursing about.

He proceeded to tell me to calm down and helped me look. Again we went through and over every possible place they could be, to no avail. Finally I had to resort to some other method. We ate dinner and agreed to ask our daughter later if she had anything to do with the missing spoons.

And I'll be damned the next day. I opened the same drawer that they go in and that I had dug in 2 or 3 times the night before and both spoons lay right on the top like they had been there for a week. Finding them is what reminded me to ask the kid. "Did you have my two slotted spoons in your room somewhere, because I was looking for them last night." "No! Mom, why would I have your spoons in my room?" "Well that's funny...Papa and I looked all over the house for them last night when we were cooking dinner and couldn't find them anywhere."

Of course the only thing we could all come up with is perhaps our little ghost girl was playing tricks on us again. Stealing my spoons until I got pissed and then returning them when I least expect it. The nerve of the little ghost girl!

What I want to know is why ghosts play games with the living like that? Is it so we know they are there? Is it because they are trying to communicate? Is it because they miss the interaction and fun that was real life? Perhaps. Or is it something more sinister...perhaps to scare us, perhaps to frustrate us, to cause unrest in our families or even to push us to get out of what they consider 'their' space?


Ghostly things to ponder until next time.

Who moved the...gym?

I know that sometimes ghosts can move things around or play games with you by 'misplacing' thing. But last week I came home to the unexplainable movement of a most unlikely thing - our home gym.

As I went into the back room to change clothes after work, I noticed that our gym was moved over on it's mat about 6" to the right and that there was a huge wrinkle in the mat that is underneath the gym to help protect the tile. After  I was done changing, I of course went and spoke to my husband about it to ask if perhaps he had noticed (how could he have NOT noticed) and if he had done it.

"Did you move the gym over and wrinkle the mat?" I asked.

"No. What are you talking about?" said Will.

"Someone moved the gym over and it wrinkled the mat underneath. I want to know why it was not fixed."

"Wasn't me. I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Come take a look. I am not sure how the gym got moved. The dog didn't do it that's for sure."

Will wanted to know what the hell I was talking about so I took him and showed him. The gym is simply too heavy for our dog Tonka to have done it. Neither Will, Allie or myself did it. No one else had been in our room at all. We were both dumbfounded. How can a dusty gym that has not moved nor the mat gotten wrinkled in over a year that it's been sitting there suddenly have moved?

I had to take pictures so that I could post this to my blog. You can tell from all the dust in this room that we don't use the gym (as we should) and believe it or not, this room was just mopped two weeks ago. It was when we were looking over the situation together that I also noticed a big slide mark in the dust on the seat, but not a butt mark like you would think would be on there should a person have physically sat down there. We have laid nothing on the gym ever, although it looks like something clearly took a slide across it. We had the discussion of how this had all happened and then dismissed it as a question with no immediate answer and went on with our day.

It was not until last Saturday when our friend Denise came over and was asking us about our 'ghost' and we told her the most recent story that we actually thought about trying to move the gym. She wanted to see so we took her into the back bedroom to show her and try to explain how such a heavy item got moved. The gym is not light and does not just move if bumped. We found that unless you physically lifted the end of it up and over to the right, it did not move. It's not just something that can be bumped and move easily.

I am not sure how this happened and if we will ever find out how the gym moved. I do know that this is one of the heavier items in the house that is never touched. Ever. By any one. Guess we are left wondering if our "ghost girl" is into working out, or if perhaps she was visiting with our dog and decided to take a seat. Who knows?

How can we tell the difference?

Tonight I would like to mention something that I have noticed over the past few years. That is that I seem to notice far to many things now than I did years ago. I seem to see and hear more and wonder if there truly is a sixth sense and if mine has kicked into overdrive at some point in my life.

I want to know...do we go on to another place? Or another dimension? Do ghostly apparitions come back to mingle with the living for any particular reason? And in how many different ways can they make themselves known to us?

I want to clarify that there was an incident that happened many years ago that changed me. I mean like a life changing thing that scared the hell outta me and made me wake up and pay attention. Pay attention to and question just about everything I hear and see. It was from that day forward that my belief in the 'unexplainable' went off the charts.

I have noticed how I pay attention to everything now, more so than before. I see 'signs'; both good omens and bad. I hear and see things out of the corner of my eyes and hearing that I have to question. The thing that I want to say about that is, how do you know if EVERY little thing that you see or hear should be taken as a sign?

This week I had two things happen that once again, I can not explain. One night while the hubby had fallen a sleep on the couch, I was sitting here reading and kept hearing a ringing sort of noise coming from the wall behind me (my daughters room). No, it was not my ears ringing and my daughter was not even home. It was a weird ringing, not like a phone or something on the TV. It started to drive me crazy and just when it did, it stopped. Then nothing but a dead silence. And it did not return. Weird, unexplainable noise it was!

Then this morning I had another small thing happen to me that I could not explain. I get up to go to work at 5:30am as I have to be at work by 7:00am every morning. I usually leave around 6:30am on the dot so I can get the kid to cheer, stop and get gas if need be and move my ass along with all the other robots on the freeway towards my daily grind. This morning as I was leaving, I opened the door with bags on my shoulders, keys in my hand and SWORE that a cat ran in the house underneath my feet.

The weird thing is, I don't like cats at all. Fact is, I hate them. I grew up with terrible allergies to them and just never found a cat I liked. But the neighbors have like 3 or 4 of them and I thought perhaps one of them had gotten brave enough to run into the Dragon's Lair (or in our case, the dog's). When I quickly turned around to catch what had just passed underneath me, there was nothing there. I even walked over to the other side of the coffee table to look because I swore that something had come in underneath me.

Call me crazy, but how does stuff like this happen and what does it mean? If you are reading this now, I am assuming things like this interest you as much as they do me. I would like to know what your thoughts are on this. What are these weird occurrences that I have and has anyone else experienced things like this happening?

Someone's on the bed

I know I have not been on here in a while, but as you know, my posts on this particular blog are usually when I have activity from our littlest house guest. Sometimes that is a few times a week and other times, not for a couple of months. But usually when the activity happens, it seems that we have several incidences in a row. Such is the case now.

In December just before Christmas, we had 3 small incidents that were definitely worth noting. My hubby and I were laying in bed trying to fall a sleep one night when he swore he felt our little dog, Marley, walking up and down behind him on the bed. He almost screamed and scared the living day lights out of me saying "somethings walking on the bed behind me right now and it ain't Marley!". He described it the next day to someone as "depressions on the bed like this...(pushing the cushion on the couch up and down lightly).

This was the first time that I can remember of one of us has actually feeling something like that, near us I mean. Nothing thus far has felt like it was right next to us or touching us in any way. It's usually a shadow figure walking the halls and on the walls, sounds, voices or even weird occurances with items around the hosue.

Weirder yet is that just about a week later, the same thing happened to him again one night when he fell a sleep on the couch when I was in bed. He said he woke up to feeling the same little depressions behind his back in between his body and the back of the couch. On this occasion he said he swiped his hand back and forth behind him looking for little Marley and she was not there. He lifted his head up and saw her fast a sleep in her little doggie bed across from him, no where near the section of the sectional where he had fallen a sleep.

A few days later, another odd incident happened to the two of us in our living room. We were both laying on a couch watching TV when we both heard something hit the mini blinds behind the Christmas tree in our front window. To me it sounded almost like someone through a wadded up piece of paper and it hit the blinds and fell down. There was nothing on the floor, stuck in the tree or the blinds when I looked. But we BOTH heard it!

So now comes this week. And a weird week it has been. We have one of Willie's cousins visiting for 12 days and it has been quite the visit. We have never met this cousin before believe it or not, so while we are technically living under the same roof for these twelve days, it's getting to know each other while living together that has been really weird.

So one night, while I was enjoying a smoke out front, he hit me up about "our little visitor" as he calls her. He said that my husband had mentioned briefly about our ghostly house guest and he was interested in knowing more. Of course we were both more than happy to feed his curiosity with some of our wild stories.

It just so happens that while I was deep into one of my experiences, my hubby went into the bedroom to let Tonka, one of our dogs, out to run around. He could not find him and immediately came out and yelled at me because he thought I had accidentally locked him outside and that he had somehow escaped. He said he could not find him anywhere. I ran through the house and out back to immediate check to see if he had gotten through the fence over into the backyard of the bank owned home next door. To my surprise the hole was nice and secure.

We both continued calling him and looking everywhere to no avail. At this point, we both went back out front to with our cousin and were just about to go looking down the street when cousin stated "maybe he is in the closet". I told cousin that there was no way he would be in there, afterall we have lived in this house for four and a half years and he has NEVER gone into one of the closets. Right then, I ran inside to look one more time, calling him all the way and to my astonishment, he was came out of the closet!

My hubby and I were left astonished and told cousin that he had NEVER gone in the closet before now, to which he replied "maybe something scared him". I think this was more than a coincidence. I think something did scare him and wasn't it convenient that this strange occurrence would happen right when we were talking about her and that cousin had known (somehow) where to check? To me all those things coming together at the same time was way more than coincidence.

It is incidents like these that leave me with more questions than answers. Did she choose the moment to come forth now after so long because we mentioned her? Could she have been upset at us sharing our stories with a (semi) stranger right before her? Could she have scared our beloved pet to get back at us? To make us perk up an acknowledge the validity of her to our other house guest? One will never know.

I hope now that she seems to have made her presence known to us once again that she will stick around for a while. I always love sharing her stories here on this blog. I hope that we can continue to entertain her enough to make her want to share small moments with us for as long as we stay here. And ultimately, I hope to someday learn if there was such a girl in this home, or on this street, so that we can give her a name and find out why she is still wandering our halls.

Until next time.