In a moment of indulgence I watched the latest Ghost Hunters episode on Hulu while I ate lunch today.
I love Ghost Hunters. (Except for the team changes on GHI - to that I say "BOOOO" and also "BRING BACK ROBB!!")
I'm convinced there are ghosts living in our very house. (Well, ok, not LIVING, obviously. Since ghosts are dead people. But you know what I mean.)
You know when you see something move out of the corner of your eye, but when you look nothing is there? I do that all. of. the. time.
At least 10 times an hour.
Of course, I'm not convinced that every time I do this I'm "seeing" a ghost. I have totally screwed up eyeballs. I know this. Especially when it comes to things like peripheral vision and shadows and stuff.
So probably there are no ghost living in our house.
But I'm still going to check for them.
Because I'd like to think we have a house that all friendly, and potentially helpful (like the kind that make dinner for you), ghosts feel comfortable hanging out in. It's important to me.
So anyways.
Today at lunch,
Watching Ghost Hunters.
At the computer desk.
Wearing my awesome pink headphones with the stars on them. (They really are awesome.)
And as Jason and Grant are investigating a light anomaly in the lobby of this huge hotel I sense some movement out of the corner of my eye.
So I swing the chair around reeeeally fast to see what it is. Expecting nothing. Like usual.
But instead there's an apparition standing RIGHT THERE. It was totally solid and spooky and shaped just like a little boy.
In fact it was a little boy.
My little boy, Opie. Who had snuck up beside me because he knew he wasn't allowed out of his room until it was clean.
Except my brain had to take all of this in really fast and it kind of got stuck on the part about an apparition standing RIGHT THERE.
And so I totally freaked out my 6 year old when he saw me turn to him at the rate of a sugar-highed-spazz and look at him with my face most likely resembling this:
Maybe I'm not so open to the idea of ghost living in our house after all.
I love Ghost Hunters. (Except for the team changes on GHI - to that I say "BOOOO" and also "BRING BACK ROBB!!")
I'm convinced there are ghosts living in our very house. (Well, ok, not LIVING, obviously. Since ghosts are dead people. But you know what I mean.)
You know when you see something move out of the corner of your eye, but when you look nothing is there? I do that all. of. the. time.
At least 10 times an hour.
Of course, I'm not convinced that every time I do this I'm "seeing" a ghost. I have totally screwed up eyeballs. I know this. Especially when it comes to things like peripheral vision and shadows and stuff.
So probably there are no ghost living in our house.
But I'm still going to check for them.
Because I'd like to think we have a house that all friendly, and potentially helpful (like the kind that make dinner for you), ghosts feel comfortable hanging out in. It's important to me.
So anyways.
Today at lunch,
Watching Ghost Hunters.
At the computer desk.
Wearing my awesome pink headphones with the stars on them. (They really are awesome.)
And as Jason and Grant are investigating a light anomaly in the lobby of this huge hotel I sense some movement out of the corner of my eye.
So I swing the chair around reeeeally fast to see what it is. Expecting nothing. Like usual.
But instead there's an apparition standing RIGHT THERE. It was totally solid and spooky and shaped just like a little boy.
In fact it was a little boy.
My little boy, Opie. Who had snuck up beside me because he knew he wasn't allowed out of his room until it was clean.
Except my brain had to take all of this in really fast and it kind of got stuck on the part about an apparition standing RIGHT THERE.
And so I totally freaked out my 6 year old when he saw me turn to him at the rate of a sugar-highed-spazz and look at him with my face most likely resembling this:
Maybe I'm not so open to the idea of ghost living in our house after all.
Comments
Thanks for the laugh (especially about the making dinner ghosts). And do you remember like 2 years ago Sue blogged about being up at the computer in the middle of the night and her little girl scaring her TO DEATH when she looked up and saw her standing there? Yeah. You're not the first person to be freaked out by their own kid. But Sue has regular eyes and wasn't watching Ghost Hunters so... (that "..." means I have nothing else to say and not "obviously XYandZ")
I love the way you write Melissa, it cheers me up!
As a side note, I felt a presence last night. The cat was looking at something the my hair stood up and I got all weird feeling.
Ha, maybe it is because I am forty and it was gas, who knows!
When I youngish kid would come in and wake me up in the middle of the night I'd jump so fast that it would scare THEM. Then they learned to stand at my door calling my name (MOM) as they approached so it wasn't such a shock to me (and them when I gasped and jerked around. ha ha)
which freaked me out even further.
Never quite figured that one out.