December 18, 2016

Kenny and I and our 3 pups were sitting on the couch which backs up to the wall this Sunday night. There was a huge bang, bang, bang, and the couch vibrated so much that I thought it had broken into pieces and was making all the noise...either that or someone was banging on the front door so hard, that it was vibrating the floor and the wall. Kenny looked at me, the dogs barked...then quickly stopped...(very out of the ordinary for them) and then they didn't move or bark at all. Kenny got up, went to the bedroom and came out with a flashlight and his gun, and then searched the house, the backyard and the front door and front yard. Nothing!

We lifted the cushions off the couch and saw that the hide-a-bed was still attached and everything was normal.

Weird shit!

On Thursday, December 1st, I had my Christmas Bunco Party at a location outside my home. I left home at 5:30 pm and didn't arrive back home until 10:30 pm. (We have dinner and Dirty Santa, so it is a special night once a year, and no one leaves early!)

The next day, my husband, told me a strange story. He was sitting on the couch which faces the kitchen, now that we have the Christmas tree up as we had to rearrange the living room. He looked up from his computer and saw me at the end of the breakfast bar where I sometimes keep my computer, when I don't need to be closed up in my office. His thoughts were that he didn't see me come in or hear the dogs bark announcing my arrival. He put his computer down to come to talk to me, and I was not there...

I wasn't there because it was around 9:30 pm and I was at bunco participating in Dirty Santa. He had to admit that this was very strange. I reminded him that something like this happened with our daughters in Houston many years ago at Christmas time. Wonder if it just this time of year. But "he" who poo poos the stories I tell, told me this story. I don't think he will be a disbeliever anymore!