'Tis the Season: Ghost Stories

You are all probably going to think I'm nuts for this post, but I just had to get it out there. It's kind of a long story so I'll try to keep it short and readable. Maybe it's just the "spirit" of the season, maybe I really am going crazy, or maybe this did really happen...

I'm sure I've mentioned that my younger sister is living with us now. She's helping out with Josh and helping pay some bills. Just a couple of my perks in our mutual arrangement. A couple months back, she went to her friend's house. When she came home she told me her friend had a ghost at her house. Without her friend even telling her, she knew. Then when she started asking questions, her friend said "yes, there's a ghost here." My sister was able to describe the ghost and everything.

A few weeks later, her friend came over. It was late and she only stayed for a bit. When she left I went up to bed. Things carried on as usual for the next couple days. Then I started getting this weird feeling. Like someone was there. I couldn't see them, but I could... it was weird.

This continued for about two weeks getting worse and worse. Or, maybe not worse, just more apparent. The ghost seemed to be a young man, late teens- early twenties. He wore dark pants and a dark colored (I think it was a shade of deep red) flannel or jacket. I mentioned this to my sister and she replied, "It's so funny that you say that because I've been experiencing the same thing!" The she continued to describe the same skinny young man I saw.

He'd just lurk out in the upstairs hallway. Not really causing any harm or "haunting" us. He'd just be there. Kind of like he was just checking us out, wanted to see what was going on. I never sensed it in any of the bedrooms. Just in the hall.

My mom came over today, and she said the SAME THING! Described it and all! Very creeeeepy! She said she thinks she brought it home with her, so I may not be seeing him lurking around anymore. Sorry!

Has this ever happened to you? Maybe I really am going nuts! It's a strange feeling. It wasn't threatening like Paranormal Activity or anything. More like, "I know you're there and I would like for you to go away and stop creeping me out."

What would you do if you saw a ghost?

Halloween Fun: Haunted Houses!

It's time for some Halloween fun! I just love this time of year- hay rides, mazes, pumpkin patches, costumes and of course haunted houses! There's a haunted house in New York City called Nightmare. It is NYC's largest haunted house, and for the first time they are doing a children's version of its famously scary haunted attraction.


KIDS DAY is a fun, friendly version of NIGHTMARE: VAMPIRES. No big “boos,” no scary monsters and LOTS of candy! It's set in the fictitious Museum of Vampyric Artifacts (MoVA), where you and your kids take a tour through a series of galleries that give an overview of vampires in history and the media, led by Count Dracula himself! When the Count's famous red velvet cupcake is stolen, all the exhibits come to life while you look for it. Don't worry, though, the kids are well protected: everyone will be given squirt guns full of magic water right at the beginning, and any monster they splash will immediately retreat. There will also be a short balloon animal show and candy will be given out in every room, so bring your trick or treat bags!

This sounds like SO MUCH FUN! It's appropriate for kids up to ten years old. I'm a Clevelander and WISH there was something like this in our area. New Yorkers - enjoy! If you take the kiddos, let me know how it goes!

Kids day is Saturday, October 24 from 10AM to 3PM. Tickets are $15.

To check it out and for more information, visit the Haunted House's website.

A Mish Mash Mad Mom

Some of you may remember this post, Too Many Hats, back from May. Obviously being a new mom and a twenty five year old recent college grad with a house and a family is tough. I've been going through my own personal stuff right now. The bad part about it is that it's been stuck in my head and I've been trying to figure it out without the support of my best friends, my rocks. My communication skills have been lacking over the past months. So bad that I've pretty much secluded myself by not feeling like talking on the phone, or even get out of the house.


I just feel trapped. I've been trying out how to not feel so trapped. I don't even know why I feel this way. Shutting myself in - no phone calls, no leaving the house - was the complete opposite way to deal with it. Little baby is growing up. He's not as "portable" as he used to be. I used to be able to toss him in the car and go. Let him sleep in the car seat. Not have to worry about him getting into much. That's not the case anymore. As he's gotten more mobile, I found myself becoming less mobile. I'm afraid to go anywhere when I get home from work because he needs to eat. He might be crabby the whole time. He might poop and I'd need to find somewhere to change him. I don't even go to the store because that means I'd have to bring him. I don't want to resent him, but I feel like I don't know how to balance all of this.

I need some bull shit in my life. Just good old fashioned bull shit. The kind of bull shit where I can sit around with my best friends and talk about what happened on Grey's. The kind of bull shit where I can take off the mommy hat for 30 minutes and just be myself. It's overwhelming to feel responsible for someone every single moment of every single day. I guess I've just been having trouble balancing the damanding feeling of motherhood with myself. The person who makes me, me. I feel like I've totally changed and might have had an identity chrisis.
And my blog! Ugh! I feel sooo guilty for not posting every other day like I had been! I just feel so lazy and have such a hard time getting my ideas out of my head. I hate it! I love blogging and I love my readers! I want you to stick around! Please don't let my lack of communication skills impede our bloggy love! ;)

I'm just learning that, as a mother, I will never have alone time ever again. Or at least not for another 18 years... My only alone time is in the car. When I'm driving to and from the sitter's. After that I have to entertain Josh for two hours before the hubby gets home. Then I have to entertain him.

I think I've finally figured it out. I've always been a person who things about the future and not about the now. Even when it comes to my future 45 minutes from now. I'm so busy thinking about everything else I have to do that I can't chill out for five minutes and call my best friend to tell her about the really embarrassing zit I have on my nose. I can't enjoy my son when I get home from work because I'm thinking about all the other work I have to do.

That's no way to live. I'm living in the now--- for the important "now" stuff. Save the future living for the actual future and not 45 minutes into the future.

Has anyone ever felt this way? Mother or not... I think we all deal with "growing up" in different ways. It took me to produce another life for me to actually "grow up." haha. There could be a punch line in there, but I won't embarrass myself.

What do you think? Are you going through this too?