Halloween

OK with Halloween around the corner, I began thinking of being frightened. I Love and Hate a good scare.
So a good time to share a few experiences.

Have you ever been on a Snipe Hunt? I have!! It was in the dark woods, by little streams, (rain run off) and so DARK. It was soooooo scary. At my Grandpas house, on Little Creek Circle.
We were told to take a Toe-sack, (burlap bag for all you UN-Southerners, gunny sack for Westerners.) You go into the woods and you yell, "Snipe Snipe".
Soon, according to the older kids, a snipe would run into your bag.
I wonder how many kids tried more than one night? Not me. I was scared of the dark and only ventured out with my cousins. And only once. I never found a snipe.

I have always been a scary person, easy to scare. My brothers loved to tell me a bug was on me as I went into a screaming fit.
My younger brother still, to this day, will yell, "Snake, (stick)" I hear snake and jump.

I hated the dark, I would lie and cover my head when the boys tried to scare me, My Mom always told me they were kidding. I did not care I was still scared.

I believe Ghosts exist. Or spirits. (That is going to get a rise out of a few people.)

When we moved to a neighborhood, out of the woods, I was 11. Our first Halloween,
a bunch of kids show up at our door. I knew it was Halloween, I knew kids may stop by. ( At this point I had NEVER been trick or treating.)
When a ghost showed up at the door, I ran and hid. I shook for a long time. I just knew they were real.
The next day a LITTLE boy on the bus said, "You were really scared of us Ghostes". I dropped my head and refused to look at him.

Over the years I am sure I had many many experiences. Some I have probably blocked.
As I grew up I realized some were just SILLY
When my daughter was a teen. She got a little teddy bear that repeated what you said. It was so cute.
I had forgotten about the bear as I cleaned her room.
YIKES!!! Never forget something like that.
As I cleared my throat, the bear made the same sound. I stopped. I froze. My heart was racing. Someone was in the house. I should be alone. It was my day off and the kids were in school.
I listened, Not a sound. OK my imagination. Again I made a sound and the bear repeated me.
OH MY GOSH.
I am Terrified. What should I do? Run? Call for Help, Search or call out?
None of the above. That would only have kept the bear going.
I soon look down and see the bear. I remember !!!!.
Then I drop to the floor in a heap of laughter as the bear mocks me.
Yes I was still shaking. Yes, the bear was laughing.

A few years later, I decided to really decorate for Halloween.
I sat a chair on the front porch. Stuffed a scarecrow body and sat my wig head on it. I then shook cat sup all over the neck of the head and tipped it sideways. I finished off the head with make up and a wig.
I scared myself. I was so sick as I looked at it, I had to make a quick entrance to the house.
My Son came home and began laughing. His comments, "Mom you are sick".
Yep, I was, so I did not leave it up to scare children. Instead we sat a crock of hot cider out for our adult guests and handed out candy to all the children. That soon became a treat for the neighborhood as they looked for the nice people, with the cider and no scary things on their porch.


So Worse yet. The year is 1998, We take a trip to Daly City to see a Doctor. I have to spend the night in town so they can make sure I am OK before the drive back to Redding.
That is OK, we can find a nice Oceanside motel and restaurant. We decide to make a two or three day trip of it.
We drive around. We stop at several Ocean sites. Suddenly we see it, a rustic restaurant on the hill, over looking the ocean.
That looks interesting.
We stop and ask how it is and if the food is Good. Not too expensive and a good atmosphere. Food was considered excellent.
Atmosphere was debatable.
It was said to be haunted. OK , Miss Scary, Will you do it?
Remember I love and hate a good scare.
As we debate on dinner, we sat on the deck and watched the ocean hit the reefs below. It is a looonnnnng way down.
We had the best fish and chips you ever ate. So good. We are content. We decide this is not so bad, (OK, I decide this is not so bad.)
So we make dinner reservations. I tell David "however there is no Way I am going to the bathroom so I may as well not need to."
We drive back to the motel at Rockaway Beach and dress for a late dinner.

Why, oh why did we make a late dinner reservation?

The next thing should have told us to stay there. As I am cleaning my rings, I drop them down the drain. They are headed to the Pacific Ocean. I yell, David comes running. I turn the water off.
I am desperate. I call the front desk. Within the hour a handyman shows up. He removes the trap and my rings fall out into my hand.
I want to hug this guy. I am bouncing all over the room I am so happy.
(this is my wedding set, a set we could not afford until we were married five years).
We even forget to tip him.

OK back to the dinner reservations.

All the time I am a little nervous, see I can feel bad spirits. (Again another controversy.)
The owners at the restaurant tell us, "It is safe, No one ever gets hurt, pretty scared but not hurt." Yeah right, I would hurt myself getting out of there.
One woman was in the rest room and felt someone touch her leg. She was said to come out in a fright and white as a ghost and wanting to run, vowing never to return.
As you read the attached article. You will see this place is real, or is it fiction? It was featured on a television show, "Unsolved Mysteries".
Was I scared? Yes, but I went. I tried to relax but my mind never left the possibility something was going to happen.
As we left the dinner house, my heart was racing. I would only walk out as other patrons were leaving. There was no way I was walking to my car, after dark, even with David at my side.
It was horrifying. I was so happy to see my car and set down. Safely with my legs intact and untouched. Now to find a bathroom.

The Moss Beach Distillery

Is well known for its famous ghost, "The Blue Lady"
According to the ghostly Coastside legend, some 72 years ago a beautiful, young woman met by chance, a handsome dangerous man and fell in love with him. This sophisticated ladies' man was, say some, a piano player in the bar. The naive young woman, always dressed in blue was already married to another but her unsuspecting husband and young son never knew of the illicit affair. She made many trips to the restaurant to be with her lover.
The beautiful lady in blue died in a violent automobile accident and it is here at the Distillery you will now find her searching for her lover.
Many strange events have been documented since that time that can not be explained such as mysterious phone calls from no one, levitating checkbooks, locked rooms from the inside without any other means of entry, women diners losing one ear ring and then several of these are found in one place weeks later, date tampering with computers, sightings by small children. We are glad she is not destructive with her pranks and continue to hear of new events that cannot be explained.
Moss beach Distillery.
Be sure to visit when you have the nerve.

OK that is only a couple but it was funny, HUH?
Mom is a nut.
Goodnight, sleep tight, Hopefully I will but I bet not.
See I have scared myself. LOL