Haunted Proof

Proof that our house is haunted:

Or.....it's proof I need to dust more!

Monstrously Large House Spider

Ever since a moth once flew up into my face as I took my bath towel off the hook, I shake my towels out before use.  I hate moths and may have screamed like a crazy person.

I never thought I should shake out all other's towels but after yesterday I might have to.

I'd just wrapped my towel around my hair and moved on to the next step in my getting ready routine, when a towel fell off a hook behind me.  I turned, startled, and bent to pick it up when I realized that sitting on the towel still hanging, the towel dangerously close to my head, was one of those Monstrously Large House Spiders.

I stepped back, as far back as I could, but our bathroom is like a long, narrow hallway, there isn't too much room to back up.  I slowly inched past the MLHS and got out safely, even though it did turn as if it was watching me, and I called my son who is now a rescuer of spiders, instead of a killer them.

Rescue it, fine, but get it out of my house!

After the MLHS was removed, I went back into the bathroom and gave every towel a shake, and the shower curtain.  No other spiders or moths popped out, but I can't rid myself of the feeling of tiny bug eyes following my every move every time I step into the bathroom!

Oh, Right, It's Monday

When my alarm went off this morning, it was with one of those disorienting moments when I just don't understand why the alarm is going off.  What day is it?  What time is it?  Am I late for something?  Should I still be sleeping?

My sleep foggy brain finally alerts me that it is Monday and I have to work and I need to get out of bed right now to make sure my daughter is awake and I need a goodbye kiss before my husband leaves for work and so I do stumble out of bed; wake sleeping child, kiss husband goodbye, pour myself a cup of coffee and sit.

Because while I know it is Monday, and work awaits, I'm just not that into it!  I'm giving myself a few minutes to drink my coffee and try to adjust.

It would help matters immensely if this wasn't the worst pot of coffee I've ever made.  I must have been really tired last night as I was counting scoops!

Remembering

When we lived in New Jersey, we lived close enough to New York City to see it across the water.  We'd been making our way on the Jersey shore, when my mom and sisters came to visit for Christmas.  There was nothing for it but to pile into a tiny car and go exploring, and while my husband said he was absolutely not going to drive us into the city (he did it regularly with his job and wasn't a fan of the traffic) we took some wrong turns and ended up in the city, driving right beneath the Twin Towers. 

I remember craning my neck and trying to look up, trying to see exactly how tall they really were in person, and being unable to fully comprehend it, they were so freaking tall!  It was amazing!  We drove around and ended up in a park where we enjoyed a view of the back side of the Statue of Liberty, and the fantastic skyline that is New York City.  It was my favorite part of the day.

Two kids having the time of our lives.

Today is a day to remember, and not to forget.   For the first time in years, I can look at this picture and smile.  That was a great day, this was a great view, and those towers were really fantastic.

My moment of silent remembrance is right now, late at night.  I know this was exactly the time when I was laying in bed, listening to my kids sleep, praying like I'd never prayed before.  I still pray like that.

School Daze

This first day of school is different than the last couple of years.  This one is quiet.  This one is calm.  This one is just one, and as I woke up our daughter, our 16 year old junior in high school daughter,  I will admit I felt the welling up of tears....missing the troop of boys that made our house shake as they all rolled in before school started each day for years and years....

But I'm going to embrace this change.  Finally, the baby of our family, brothers little shadow, finally she gets to have our undivided attention, be the center of our circle on a first day of school.

After the numerous hugs and kisses she got today as she left the house, I'm not sure she'd think that kind of focus is a good thing!

This post inspired by prompt #4 at Mama's Losin' It!