Boston Quandary
I am off to Boston for the weekend to visit my sister and her kids and I am approaching it with a touch of trepidation. My three year old nephew is going through a phase of nightmares, waking up screaming that there is a giant cow in his room. I know most kids experience nightmares or night terrors, imaginary friends and other freaky phases. My concern is that maybe being young and unformed, my nephew is more psychically in tune and is in fact picking up on something. They live in an old house. There have been a few times that I have jolted awake in the middle of the night feeling something oppressive and needing to to have the light on. Sometimes when I use the back stairs I feel strange and disoriented. A ghostly cow wouldn’t be the worst of hauntings, although the Amityville Horror featured an ominous pig (not that I ever saw the Amityville Horror, I knew it would scare me too much, but I’ve heard things).
When I was a kid I used to see apparitions march around my crib and I would scream until my parents came running into my room. Perhaps my nephew is just going through a normal phase in childhood development but maybe he is really experiencing something.
I am left with a few dilemmas:
a) Do I bring sage to burn to rid his room of bad energy and risk having my sister think I am a new age freak?
b) Do I bring my baggie of sage on the plane even though it looks like a baggie of pot? How do I explain to security that I am bringing sage leaves to help exorcise my nephew’s room of ghostly cows?
c) Do I burn the sage and risk pissing off some restless spirits in the house?
d) Do I bring the spooky book that I am currently reading for fear that I might freak myself out?
e) Do I ask my sister to get some Boston Cream pies from the Omni Hotel, known for the best Boston Cream pies, or do I let her just concentrate on dealing with her kid?
If I didn’t have so many things to ponder I could work on heightening my own psychic ability. Then I would know what I was dealing with and I’d be able to eat some Boston cream pie in peace.
November 3rd, 2011 at 12:29 pm
I love you even though you are a bit of a new age freak, xoxo
November 3rd, 2011 at 4:30 pm
lol. wow. i don’t even know where to start with this one! i have no psychic abilities, and i have never seen any apparitions. you guys are way more connected to this sort of thing than me! sooooooooooooo, i don’t have any great advice.
one time my friend and i went to see a psychic. my friend got the older lady psychic, and i got the daughter-in-training psychic. this kid might have been 13. it was a total fucking joke, and i wasn’t buying into any of it. i just laughed at it all. my friend was furious with her experience, particularly because the lady psychic told my friend that she had a black aura. BWAHHAHAHAHA!
when i was a kid i worried that alligators and snakes were hiding under the kitchen cabinets, just waiting to bite my feet off. and i was convinced that sharks were circling my bed at night. clearly i wasn’t that bright of a kid.
p.s. ask your sister to get those pies. do it! that seems like the one easy decision to make!
November 3rd, 2011 at 4:30 pm
AND HAVE A FUN TRIP!!!!
November 4th, 2011 at 9:46 am
Your psychic abilities have freaked me out a few times so I am too vote for the Boston Cream Pies!! Say hi to those little darlings for me. Just to be on the safe side, though, I would make a side trip to Price Chopper in Boston
Enjoy!
November 5th, 2011 at 8:38 am
When I was a kid, I couldn’t go into the basement by myself because of the hippopotamus that lived there. Probably still lives there for all I know, but we as a family have moved on to other non hippo houses, I mean habitats.