And to you and yours...

I hope she’s thriving wherever she is.

Oh, my GOD. KAREN. How could YOU!?

Was? Where is she now?

Honestly? This is precious and I would have loved a gift like that!

Mine was malevolent. And I do not repent.

An older cousin once told me that you had to hold your breath while driving past a cemetery or someone you knew would die. I didn’t believe him. He said, “Think about it. You know a lot of people. It doesn’t specifically have to be someone related to you, just someone you know... maybe some kid at school. Or a teacher…

Our first house was tiny, old, and each tiny room entirely sectioned off with doors for every room except for the arch between the living and dining room. All the doors had locks on them. Not the twist and turn type of lock, but the key lock type. Even the hallway closet. I don’t know who used to live there but they…

Exactly. That’s how it is with us in the evenings and on weekends.

Unless you have an HOA. We don’t, thankfully, but I have friends and family that do and some of them sound downright nightmarish.

LOL @ shitweasel. I have one of those myself, but he’s 13. I love our open concept because it seems like a gathering place for the family. While I’m cooking, the kids or the husband wander in a sit at a stool and chit-chat, or ask to help prepare the meal in some way. It just seems to invite togetherness. When we want…

Fuck politeness, indeed! Sometimes you gotta if you want to see the light of another day.

That’s lovely!

Thanks.  She was an amazing person.  They caught the guys who did it and they are in prison.  For life.

LOL! Yeah... I’m sure it was something totally innocuous but when you’re reading these into the night and they start chest growling and staring off into nothing... it’s easy to get rattled.

Hey Lady!  How you making out this evening w/Hurricane Michael barreling through???  Hope you’re all right!

I believe you.  Sorta the thing has happened to me, where my kid saw something I didn’t, smiled and clapped at it... but there was nothing there.  Freaky.

Same!  Stanley Hotel, Crockett Hotel, Menger Hotel... nothing.  Nada.  And yet the one I did stay at, a regular Hampton Inn... well.  THAT was unexptected.

OMG, I’m so glad this wasn’t about your parents buying a house someone was murdered in hence the affordable cost, etc., and it ended up being haunted.  Much better this way, and sweet.

OMG, you’re awful!!!! But funny.