It was just an ordinary run of the mill day - I happened to be home, which at that time was a condo, the first place that Pa Torm and I owned, and the phone rang.
It was my mother-in-law. Now. She's not a ghost - but at the time she was sharing dwellings with the ghost. The funny thing about this particular spirit is that my mother-in-law was the only one that never felt it. The kids all felt it, my father-in-law felt it, the spouses and boyfriends and girlfriends felt it and multiple other friends and family have felt it. But my mother-in-law never did, and if anyone was home alone the most, it was her. I've often wondered, especially after hearing about nature of the drawings and literature found in the basement, if the spirit couldn't touch my mother-in-law because she talks about her faith more often than the others. I have no way of knowing, of course, but it's my theory and I like it.
I think the closest that the ghost ever dared to get to my mother-in-law was on this particular day on the phone. It's the only thing that makes any sense.
She was home alone - and as I mentioned above, she called me.
We chatted for awhile about this, that and the other. I don't remember exactly what we talked about but I can guess that it was probably a combination of upcoming events and showers, the weather, work, what we had for dinner and that type of thing.
She had called from her portable phone and had been downstairs doing cleaning and laundry at the time before working her way up to the main floor. That particular house was a tri-level with a basement.
The kids were all at school or work, and at the same time - we both heard something else come on the line. It was very difficult to make out what it was - but we both heard heavy raspy breathing and it gives me goose pimples just remembering. It was very - *shudder* creepy.
My mother-in-law began babbling at this point because we both knew that whatever it was, it came from her end - and she was quite positive that she had been home alone. Also, to have made the phone call...all phones would have had to have been hung up, so what picked up the phone?
I remember feeling quite helpless and not knowing what was going on at her end because she kept repeating, "it's a good thing Eric is going to be home in a minute" in an effort to dissuade whatever from thinking she was going to be home alone for long. And I kept saying, "are you alone? is somebody there? should I call 911?" And she still kept repeating, "It's a good thing Eric is coming home soon, any minute"
And we kept hearing the icky raspy echoey creepy thing
And my mother-in-law grabbed her keys, kept walking with her phone and she headed out the door, got in her car and peeled out of the driveway very much like Pa did when he was working on his car in the garage.
Meanwhile...I was at home working myself into a tizzy because that was before cell phones, and I still couldn't be sure if she had been attacked by something, or if she got away, or what. And then she showed up on my doorstep.
And we breathed
Together we decided that there was no way she should enter that house without someone checking things out first - so we called the police and they met her in the driveway.
And when they walked thru the house they found the the basement phone was dangling by the cord. That was not the phone that she was on. And there was absolutely no sign of an intruder.
So...I was tagged last week by Debby, and it always takes me awhile to get to these. 7 strange facts. I struggle. I've been blogging for over two and half years now and I feel certainly ya'll must know every single strange fact about me by now, do you not?
So all week found me trying to create a mental list of 7 things that I've not yet shared.
I line dry everything. Nope. You know that. I have a mole on my big toe. sigh..I scrapbooked that. Sharing that I love Mondays probably doesn't count. How about, one of my favorite snacks is chocolate chips mixed up with peanut butter. But that's so normal.
See my dilemma? My life is an open book....I've shared it all. Dried up.
Let me try again. I'll mentally go thru my day and see what I come up with
1. I sleep in the fetal position and I like TONS of pillows.
oooh, I just read Debby's again and she reminded me that
2. I have my Reindeer driving license. Fact. Photo and all. lol I even got it in the Artic Circle. It's that authentic
3. Okay...this might be easier if I stick to Finland strange. When I was in Finland, I received over a letter a day for the entire year, and I sent more than that. It.was.awesome and it was before email. I love to write I have every single one of those letters in binders. Haven't read them in 15 years, but I have them.
hey...now we're getting somewhere
4. Back at home...I'm doing okay with purging, but I get hung up on weird things. The current struggle is kids books. We have piles in the living room, piles in the hall closet, piles in Wendys room and piles in the basement. I can't decide which ones should go. I love books
5. I have lived in (at? on?) over 23 different addresses in my life.
6. For one Halloween party one year, I carried one of my blog lurkers on my shoulders so we could be a tall guy. And we parked across the street and down the way because it took some time to get that costume prepped and we didn't want to be seen. So not only did I carry her on my shoulders for the party...I also walked a mile. I figure she should carry me next time.
7. I purposely set my alarm early so I can enjoy a quiet slow start to my day before anyone else wakes up. A half hour or so of quiet bliss to being a new day
Pa started this one two years ago and just finished it up last night. (some of you might remember that I posted it a few weeks ago also, before it was painted) I made him leave it home for a day so I could take a few pictures before it graces his desk at work. It's my newest favorite.
Obviously we are in different tooth fairy territories then.
And 1. That is not the going rate for teeth in this house - it just happened that it was two molars from an underpaid tween, and as he says - mom, these teeth have been under my pillow so long they are getting moldy. So interest and all that. Altho it's his fault for not remembering that northern window sooner
And 2. Gosh...do I need to learn how to photoshop better or just clean the darn outside panes?
And 3. Hey Kevin (look...I put it in bold for easier scanning..cuz I'm nice) we're having goulash for supper - maybe you want to come and tell me all about your weekend I'm thinking?
be good And if you saw me here...don't forget...throw chocolate. Really. Cuz that would just be so bad.
So I was lying in bed at 4:30 am this morning, all bright-eyed and anxious for my Monday, and I started thinking about blog posts.
I have more than a few on backlog in my brain, so I decided to put my list loving to use.
Upcoming blog posts
That healthy stuff
No Tube in Tormville
The ghost on the phone
The day the littles saw the ghost
My new groovy printer (cuz I know ya'll want to know)
more about my nanny job
The lady in India who hates my guts
Why I have caller ID
And other common blog postings that I do as they come along
debt-proof living stuff
random posts that I make just to drop my baby brother's name into because he confessed he doesn't read the long posts, he only scans for his name.
Speaking of lists...I didn't get quite as much done on my weekend list as I had hoped...but I made a dent. I'll be in high gear with the computer off for the next few days in order to catch up. Really. If you see me here throw chocolate at me.
And let me know if there's anything I should be adding to my blog list
They had trick or treating in the downtown last night - and for us,it was the perfect solution for Brian.
He'll stay home with me on Halloween night and help me pass out candy. He's still young, cranky - and the big kids love to go full tilt - he'd never be able to keep the pace. And truthfully, he had a blast passing out candy last year, so again, this was perfect...I'm glad we thought of it and that it worked out.
Even here, he was still a little unsure...I couldn't tell if he was just tired or a bit apprehensive, but he quickly caught on that it was candy being dropped in his bucket so he wasn't giving up.
Allan came along to help under strict orders "no begging for you" if he wants to go out for Halloween. He enjoys seeing the sights, and helps keep an eye on Brian if I get camera itchy.
So it was successful, the only bummer being that so many stores passed out bubblegum, and in this house, two is too young...I can only imagine where all those sticky glubs would end up!