We have lived in our century home for five-ish years now and I never had a ghostly experience. I'm always aware that most old homes make weird noises-knocks and pings-and I can usually debunk any noise very easily. The house settling, a cat rubbing against a squeaking door, the dogs running up and down the stairs, but what happened the other day, I can not explain. I was alone in the kitchen making meatloaf when I heard what sounded like a heavy, large ball fall right above my head and then heard it roll some distance. Right after that rolling stopped, it happened again. Same sound, ball being dropped and then rolling. When it happened the third time, I washed my hands and sat in one of the chairs in the kitchen. I looked up to where the sound was coming from and told the ghost that we had an agreement when we first moved in that it would not scare me and I would not bring in a group of paranormal investigators to bother them. I couldn't believe I had heard those noises and I couldn't believe I was negotiating with a ghost. These noises were loud and frightening, but just like the stupid girl goes exploring to find out what the heck a noise is in the movies, I too called myself stupid as I walked up my stairs. I told it that this was my house and i wasn't going to be scared in my home. I brought my phone and my purse downstairs.-in the event of a quick get-away. The noise stopped and I hope it doesn't happen again.
Jody had the misfortune of breaking her ankle. The only available apartment to convalesce in is a derelict mansion just outside of town. The tenants prefer to keep to themselves except when sneaking strange dolls into her rooms. Suffering from loss of memory after a horrific event destroyed her biological family, Jody clutches at straws trying to find out who she is and why some people in the house leave her clues to get out or get murdered. Find out if Jody regains her memory, what happened to her family and who among her friends, is actually her enemy, working to see her killed.
The mind wanders when sitting on the beach. One of my new books was brought about by such a wandering mind. It's a little racier than I'm used to, but it was actually a lot of fun to write. He's a merman and she's a sunbather. Let you imagination take it from there. lol
My daughter got these roses from her boyfriend. I simply thought they looked pretty in my blue vase.
My best friend called and asked me if I'd make her granddaughter a little dress up outfit for Christmas. I mentioned I used to have a Belle, (from Beauty and the Beast) costume but wasn't sure what I'd done with it. I told her the story of when my oldest was making her first communion, my three-year-old was fit to be tied that she didn't get to wear a pretty dress to church, too. She ran to the dress up box and pulled out the Belle costume and put it on. Now we're talking a full on gold lame dress, with tiara and matching shoes. She cried and insisted she wasn't leaving the house unless she was wearing it. Now what's a good mother to do...
I yelled for everyone to get in the car because we were late. I stuffed my three-year-old into her car seat whilst wearing the puffy dress and off we headed for church. Some may say I made a bad judgement call in the parenting arena, and I couldn't agree more. But, by that point I was a shell of a woman and let her have her way. I did, however, put my foot down when she wanted a gold lame first communion dress when her time came.
I'm finally happy because I've learned to let go of yesterday and to embrace the here and now:
One of the happiest moments in life
Is when you find the courage to let
Go of what you can’t change.
When we bought jet skis, the last thing I imagined was taking the dang blasted things out with just my daughter. Where was Daddy to hook the trailer up to the little knobby thing on the back of the truck? Where was he when the dang things needed to be backed up into the boat launch and where was he when they needed unhooked and pushed into the water? He was at work, that's were he was. May and I did it. We did it ourselves and what great feeling it was. We are women, hear us roar. May told me we could do it, and I believed her. It feels good to be pushed out of one's comfort zone. I'm proud of the amazing kid I'm raising into being a woman who can do all things.
That is all.
It's been awhile since I've written. It's been super busy here at Hones Harbor House. I woke up this morning and saw this from the comfort of my bed, so there's been a lot of relaxing going on, too. One change going on here is that I will no longer take orders online. With my store, hubby, house, gardening, kids, dogs, cats and writing, it got to be too much to handle. Besides, I sold a lot of the products shown online at the store and never took half of it down, so it got confusing. I will leave the pictures of my products online to give my guests an idea of what is available here at Hones Harbor House Gifts and to invite them in for a look. I will be closing soon for the season, but we are heading to Springfield in September for a big antique show, so we will be bringing half the store with us. It will be a nice get-away, work related time. My big bro is houses/dog sitting for us, so it makes it easier. Take care, and talk soon.
My big brother is having a pig roast this Saturday and I'm soooo looking forward to this first party of the summer. (Mom loves me most, and always has, so bite it.) I love my big bro and can't wait to celebrate with him. Also, Prudence is coming around. She is actually coming out of her hiding places and showing her sweet face more often. My oldest came home from spending time in Columbus and my youngest is keeping me young and healthy. Love, love, love my girls.
I live, work, love, laugh, create, write and cry in Ashtabula Ohio with my precious family, friends and customers. I am blessed abundantly each day I wake with the awareness that life is an adventure to be treasured. Go hug a tree, dammit!