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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Our House May Very Well Be Haunted

Sometimes strange things happen around here.

Usually we can attribute it to the fact that we are just plain weird. This explains things like the ice cream for breakfast, the boo-boo bunny on the chandelier and the half-eaten chapstick.

Occasionally, though, something will defy explanation.

Take, for example, this evening. Cindy and I came home from the school's fund-raising auction late tonight. (You're welcome, by the way, Lakeview Elementary. We don't normally spend that much money for art done by kindergarteners, especially when we're not related to any of them. But it was a for a good cause...and much easier to justify than if we'd brought home that case of liquor for the same price.)

Anyway, when we came home we found that Jenna had a wad of peanut butter IN HER HAIR. It's 10 o'clock, and my 8 year old had about a teaspoon of peanut butter just sitting there above her ear.

I wiped it off and showed it to her, at which point she said...

...[first insert eerie music]...

..."I haven't even had peanut butter for a couple of days."

[music reaches a sudden sforzando. I don't know if that's really the musical term I'm looking for, but just imagine whatever they call the kind of music that suddenly plays at the moment you realize that the phone call is coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!]

It's bedtime, so the mystery of the Peanut Butter Hair will have to wait until morning.
On the other hand, the Case of the Half-Eaten Bag of Cheese Puffs was a no-brainer.

6 comments:

Tammy said...

Well, I was leaning towards gum in the ol' hair. The suspense will keep me up all night....or not. :-)

Emily said...

That actually gave me chills.

javamamma said...

Very strange indeed!

Big Doofus said...

sforzando was a good choice of musical terms for that particular moment. It would have been totally lame if it was a legato or ritard.

I'd love to mess around with old movies like this. For example, imagine the shower scene in Psycho with Sabre Dance (i.e. the music you always hear used to accompany the art of plate spinning) in the background.

Suzanne said...

But.... did her head spin around when she said it?
Get a Bible and put it in the family room for Pete sakes. Aren't you a preacher? Why are we even having this conversation?

AmyG said...

That's strange... hope you figure out the mystery.