Showing posts with label Mysterious Happenings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mysterious Happenings. Show all posts

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Case of the Cryptic Thong


Things disappear on me all the time. Sometimes they reappear. But probably the strangest thing – or should I say, thong – that happened to me was the day when one of my nightshirts disappeared. I had bought a pink one and a blue one, but the blue one disappeared. Then one day two blue ones appeared and the pink one disappeared. 

That was the day I realized I had poltergeists living with me. I wrote about the experience once on Associated Content and it remained there during the days of Yahoo Voices, but like all of my content on that site, it too disappeared (not really – I have it in a file waiting to be published around Halloween – but I’m trying to build suspense in this blog, so please forgive me).

Anyway, one day I had one pink and two blue nightshirts. I’ll tell you about it around Halloween, if I remember to post it. Today, I would like to focus on THE THONG, not THE THING, a movie that really frightened me, but THE THONG.

The thing about the thong is this: While I was packing (an ongoing positive affirmation exercise to assure me that my house really will sell), I came across a thong. No big deal, right? Well, yes, and no. I don’t wear thongs. And I certainly don’t wear XL thongs. This one was plain white and it still had the original tags on it. When I changed the bedding in my guest room, I found it in the sheets – a brand new white thong!

How did it get there? I called everyone who ever slept in that room. It belonged to nobody. Perhaps I should have called the people who lived here seven years before I did. Maybe the thong dematerialized and then rematerialized in the ether that so obviously fills my head.

Whatever. I’m so used to things disappearing, reappearing, and just – POOF! – appearing that I have decided not to think much about it anymore. MaybeI’ll sell it on eBay. Should get a good price, don’t you think – since it just materialize out of thin air?

And finally, a note to Poltergeist, in case he or she is listening – in the future I would prefer money to thongs, please.

I apologize for the blurriness of the photo, by the way.


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Thursday, July 21, 2011

I Made My Family Disappear

OK, I didn't actually make my family disappear and I didn't make anything else disappear, either, but things do disappear in my life – frequently. When I tell people that I just found something sitting on top of my bed or dresser, something that had been missing for days, weeks, months, and sometimes even year, they don't believe me. I wrote an article once about this very issue, entitled, The Curious Case of The Mysterious Pink Towel. You can read it by clicking the link. Oh, wait – that was story about something appearing in my house that I had never had before.

It gets weirder because that link will take you to another link, The Mysterious Case of the Missing Earring, which you can read by clicking that link.

And if that's not enough, read Am I a Poltergeist or a Halloween Freak Show? Truly weird things happen to me all the time, and though I've written those three articles/blogs, people still find me difficult to believe.

Until now.

Now somebody else believes me, because earlier in the week when my daughter dropped her earring in the bathroom as she was putting it in her ear, she looked everywhere for it and could not find it. Her kids and I peered inside the floor vents, under the sink, in the drawers, and even in the toilet, and though we searched the bathroom completely, we found it nowhere. It had seemingly disappeared.

My daughter and her family go through about 6 loads of laundry every day. I know, because I'm often the one who does it. Three days later, which means about 18 loads later, when I opened the dryer, hanging from the lattice work on the dryer vent was the earring.

Maybe I should install cameras in my home and create my own paranormal TV show. These things happen to my other daughters as well. We are one freaky family.

Hey! That could be the title of my show, "The Freaky Family."

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