Here...Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty!

Has anyone seen my cat?
He's been gone for days now.

...And my frog died...

Sheesh...what a day...

"Baby...don't forget my number"

1-A,J,S
2-B,K,T
3-C,L,U
4-D,M,V
5-E,N,W
6-F,O,X
7-G,P,Y
8-H,Q,Z
9-I,R

Example: Jane S. Doe
j-a-n-e=12
s=1
d-o-e=15

12 + 1 + 15 = 28

(28)-> 2 + 8 = 10

(10)-> 1 + 0 = 1

~your number is 1~

1-You have a very strong will and are independent by nature. You are either very giving or very stingy depending on your moods.

2-You show a great deal of sympathy and are very gentle. Your creative energies spill out into your work and love life. Sometimes you put too much into your love life and neglect other important matters.

3-You're full of good energy and have the ability to charm others. Once you set your mind to something you will plan it out and get it done.

4-You're very praticle by nature and sometimes appear to be rude when you don't mean to be. You get what you want by sheer stuborness of will and a touch of caution.

5-You're a fickle one who likes excitement. You're always on the move and need to be entertained.

6-You're the sweet-heart. You enjoy the simple pleasures and see art and beauty in everything. This is sometimes your down fall because you can be overly trusting.

7-You're the smart and shy one. Everything has a place and you try to keep there. You're not one to follow, but are good at leading and sometimes you don't want to do either so you run alone.

8-You are such a vivid soul. You're charming, dynamic, successful, and are overwhelmed by your passions. The one thing you need is spiritualness.

9-You're the realist. You keep your hopes and dreams to yourself because you're afraid to be let down. Follow your heart for the answers you're always seeking.

Worried

Sunday my Dad and Step-Mom came over to get some patio bricks.

My Dad had to stop several times because he was out of breath and having chest pains.
That is not a good sign.
Dad has always been fit.
I remember him picking us up from school when he got off work and taking us home.
He'd change clothes, have a snack, and work out for a few hours until my mother came home.
My Dad used to teach martial arts.
Smokey Smurf and I can count the number of times he's missed work on one hand.
The times he did miss work were because he scheduled a day off or he was so sick he couldn't get out of bed. Dad just didn't miss work.

Well, my step-Mom, bless her soul, takes good care of my Dad and has made him take off more.
He's got sick leave, so he might as well use it.
He had a bout with "prostate cancer" last year, I think.
(I may have been the year before that, not sure.)
And then when all of that crap was in the news about the "peg-tube lady" he and my step-Mom went and got a living will.
My Dad doesn't want any life saving measures taken.

Lately, Dad's been talking about how much he loves me and how he's so proud of me and what I'm doing not only for my family, but for myself. That's not like my Dad.

And Sunday he made sure that I gave him a hug.
He said, "Because...when my Mother died I always wished that I could have hugged her just one more time..."

Smokey and I were talking and she brings up a very good point.
I think my Dad is preparing to die or is afraid he will.
I'm too much of a pussy to ask him that for fear I will start blubbering like a little girl...his little girl. My eyes tear up every time I think about it, including now as I'm typing.
Smokey has asked him to get more tests done to see what the problem is, but Dad is refusing.
I can't loose my Dad, not now.
It's taken me most of my life to build a good relationship with him and now...

My kids need their "Pa-pa."

*PANTING* 

Enimas, Vaginas, Boobs, & Coffee!!

We're all curious by nature and most of us are in one way of another attention whores.
Then it would be no surprise that I check my site meter from time to time to see just who visits my site. I've got to say that some of it is just hysterical.

I'm #2 on a search for "enima coffee boil."

I'm #1 on a search for "adult notty pleasures."

And I'm the only result for "boobs and vaginas."

I'm just here to please folks. I can only spread the love one search at a time...

Midnight masturbation

Men spank their monkeys, jack off, whack it, choke their chicken, and stretch out the snake...

They have a million and one sayings for it.

What I want to know is what do they call it when a girl masturbates?

I mean other than "touching herself."

Brown Recluse Spider Bite Progression

The little bugger doesn't look so mean does he?
Notice the fiddle shape on his back.
That would be why they are called the Fiddle Back Spider.

He's the most dangerous spider in the U.S.
You can actually die from his bite.

Day 3 after being bitten by a Brown Recluse.

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Notice the "bull's eye mark."
The skin and tissue start to die on his hand.

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Decay is setting in...

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Day ten and he's going to have to have the dead skin removed, antibiotics, and skin grafting before he's better. Unless they have to amputate...

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I recieved this as an email and wanted to share the information.

Working in hospitals I know the dangers, but not everyone does.

The email mentioned that they like the dark which is why they are called "recluses."

So before you do work in the attick, shed, or garage...turn the light on about 30 minutes before you get down and dirty. Take any spider bite seriously because you could loose appendages or your life.

OUCH! My BOOBIE!

I really appaulogize to those fellow bloggers I frequent, because I haven't been by frequently as of late. My bad. Really, tomorrow after I plot my week I am going to get caught up with everybody.

The truth of everything is that we haven't been a two vehicle family in a few years now. Needless to say if I have a car and nothing to do...I'm gone.
Such has been the case last week (and will be the case this week as well).

Now to the party...
Oh, it was so much fun. SOOOO much fun.
My best friend, Tracy, has one more month to go before she pops out another kid. Really, she's ready. Bless her heart, we're all ready for her. She's the pregnant gal with the long dark hair and mask on in the pictures below.

The kids played and played and played. So did the adults. We had so much fun just watching the kids. We joined in their games too. Yes, even I had a go at the "slip and slide of DEATH."

Apparently, only those with-out breasts should ride this ride.
I ran. I jumped. I slid on my left breast all the way down to the end.
DAMN IT ALL TO HELL.
LOL...
My tit hurt like 6 bitches.
I, being the rough tom girl that I am from having two older brothers, shrugged it off and sucked it up. But when I got home and could piss and moan about it I promptly checked it.
Has anyone ever busted a little capillary on their nipple?
Come on, no one?!
Yeah, I can sense you all the women clenching their teeth and grabbing their breasts in horror.
Not only that, but because I slid on poor old lefty all the way to the end...I have what appears to be a skid mark on the side of my breast. It kinda looks like rug burn and sadly I can't say it's from some weird sexual adventure.

...yeah, well...

I just had to share with the class.
I'm not even going to check the spelling...so no body make "too" much fun of me, now.

WEEEEeeeeeee!! 

well, it IS slip & "slide" 

again the adults had to get in on this, LOL. Go Amber, GO! 

it was 90 degrees out side and so we had to cool off 

even the adults got into it 

stick the spider on spider man 

The birthday boy opening his presents! 

the new sand box 

THONGS & DONGS!!!

Thong, tha-thong, thong thong.......

Today I'm going to go to my best friends little boy's birthday party.

Dayton is three years old.

I'll take plenty of pictures.

It's going to be a forty-five minute trip from my house to hers, so it's not too bad.

I'm still fucking sunburned and am hoping that it's rays will be kind towards me.

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Here's some of my favorite Limericks:

There was a young lady in Reno

Who lost all her dough plying keeno.

But she lay on her back

And opened her crack,

And now she owns the casino.

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An earnest young woman in Thrace

Said, "Darling, that's not the right place!"

So he gave her a thwack,

And did on her back

What he couldn't have done face to face.

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There was a young man of Adair

Who thought he would diddle a mare.

He climbed up a ladder

And jolly well had her,

With his backside a-wave in the air.

HE-he...Chicka-woo...

An exclusive look into the Jackson Trial.

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It's Man Bashing Day, lol

A man and his wife were working in their garden one day and the man looked over at his wife and said: "Your butt is getting really big, I mean really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue."

With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill.
Then he went over to where his wife was working and measured her bottom.

"Yes, I was right, your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!"

The woman chose to ignore her husband.
Later that night in bed, the husband was feeling a little frisky.
He made some advances toward his wife who completely brushed him off.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She answered: "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little weenie?"

Sent to me by my old friend Christy...LOL this is great!

" A Woman's Poem "

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard.
Not like his mother used to make.
= = =
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
= = =
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his Mother used to do.

21 CLUES A WOMAN SHOULD CALL IT A NIGHT...

1. I have absolutely no idea where my purse is.

2. I believe that dancing with my arms overhead and wiggling my Butt
while yelling WOO-HOO is truly the sexiest dance move around. (Now you all know we've done this one!)

3. I've suddenly decided I want to kick someone's ass and honestly
believe I could do it too.

4. In my last trip to "pee" I realize I now look more like Tammy Faye
Baker than the goddess I was just four hours ago.

5. I drop my 3:00 a.m. hotdog on the floor (which I'm eating even
though I'm not the least bit hungry), pick it up and carry on eating
it.

6. I start crying and telling everyone I see that I love them sooooo
much.

7. There are less than three hours before I'm due to start work.

8. I've found a deeper/spiritual side to the geek sitting next to me.

9. The man I'm flirting with used to be my 5th grade teacher.

10. The urge to take off articles of clothing, stand on a table and
dance becomes strangely overwhelming.

11. My eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own so I keep them half closed and think it looks exotically sexy.

12. I've suddenly taken up singing and become really good at it.

13. I yell at the bartender, who (I think) cheated me by giving me just
coke, but that's just because I can no longer taste the rum.

14. I think I'm in bed, but my pillow feels strangely like the kitchen
or bathroom floor.

15. I start every conversation with a booming, "DON'T take this The
WRONG WAY but..."

16. I fail to notice that the toilet lid's down when I sit on it.

17. My hugs begin to resemble wrestling takedown moves.

18. I'm tired so I just sit on the floor (wherever I happen to be
standing) and take a quick nap.

19. I begin leaving the buttons open on my pants to cut down on the
time I'm in the bathroom away from my drink.

20. I take my shoes off because I believe it's their fault that I'm
having problems walking straight.

21. I start believing that everyone in the room wants to see my boobs.

Weekend Astrology

Aries (March 21-April 20)
-Indulge your adventurous impulses
this weekend. Try sky diving in the
nude. Beware the Virgos this
weekend, for they may try to take
your glory.

Taurus (April 21-May 20, 21)
-Instead of ramming heads with
people this weekend, why don’t
you try ramming something
else. Could be fun.

Gemini (May 21, 22-June 21)
-I cannot stress enough that you
bring your pills with you. Episodes
are so not cool and will not get
you laid. Don’t fool yourself
Maybe a quiet weekend of porn
and hand jobs would be the way to
go.

Cancer (June 22-July 22)
-Moping around the house
is dull, but it fits with your
sign. Guess it’s going to be
you and your TV Guide this
weekend.

Leo (July 23-August 22, 23)
-Trim your mane and suck it up.
This weekend is going to be
kind of dull for you, but it will
be well spent.

Virgo (August 23, 24-September 22, 23)
-Mow the lawn and make your wife happy.

Libra (September 23, 24-October 22, 23)
-Get some SPF 1000 and try to stay out of
the sun. You have a fun filled weekend a
head, but be careful not to piss off any
Geminis. They can be rather moody.

Scorpio (October 23, 24-November 22)
-Splurge and get that new toy at the sex
shop you’ve been eying. It will be so
worth it Saturday night. Unless you’re
feeling pissy and then your weekend is
going to suck balls…literally.

Sagittarius (November 23-December 21, 23)
-It’s time to dump the bitch and move on to
someone more daring. Really once they loose
the fight in them they aren’t very good in bed.
Try a new bar this weekend and see what
happens.

Capricorn (December 22, 24-January 20)
-You should look up the word stalker in the
dictionary. Just because he touched your
breast doesn’t mean that the two of you are
soul mates or that he intends to marry you.
Go out of town this weekend and try to get
over him.

Aquarius (January 21-February 19)
-This is a good weekend to get out of your
shell. Beer always helps to get over the
shyness so have a few or ten…and shake
what your mamma gave ya!

Pisces (February 20-March 20)
-I know, I know the threesome went
horribly wrong and now your man
left you. Luckily your corner store is
having a sale of Ben & Jerry’s this
weekend. There’s nothing some
vodka and some ice cream can’t
make better.

Honestly Horny

Have you ever had a friend who you only kept as a friend because you find yourself far away from your old friends?
…Because when you go from having a huge group of people to keep you company all the time to like three who live close enough to you to hang out?
…And you decide not to be too picky?
…So you hang on to what you’ve got?

Again, I have to say because of my personality, I attract the weird and the strange.
…Though not as much as my little sister, Smokey Smurf.
Who was once chased by a retard girl yelling, “Here kitty kitty kitty…”
Who hung out with a guy whose nick name was “Gumby.”
(…okay, so maybe JUST I called him that, but whatever…the bastard! [lol])

I was born in Paul’s Valley and raised in Shawnee.
Of course that meant that all of my friends were there.
My one best friend, Jeremy, I’ve known since pre-school.
My other best friend Tracy, I’ve known her since the third grade.
I’m twenty-six and we still talk and see each other from time to time as life permits.

When I moved up to Norman to live with my husband, I left most of everybody.
At first family was enough for me because they had all previously moved up to Norman.
But, well…that’s complicated and I wanted my own friends.
…Who lived close by.
But, the only co-worker I liked was gay and you can only go to the Copa and be picked up on by lesbian dikes so many times before you become self-conscious. I’ve been a fag hag before, but well, I wanted girl friends to look at hot men with.
I don’t know, ya know?

Then after I had my daughter and started a new job I found that as soon as you mention “kids” people act as if you are a 16 year old trying to get into a 21 and up bar and doing a piss poor job of pulling off “the older” thing.

My favorite line is, “Oh, well that’s alright I’m sorry you can’t come with us then.”

Excuse me??!

So I have kids…
That doesn’t meant I can’t get a baby-sitter.
What the HELL!
It must just be my age group…the bastards.

Then when I started college I thought, “great I’ll meet lots of people now.”

No such luck.
It was the same thing.
Only now it was a bunch of “just out of highschool kids” who were like, “Like, like, so what are you like DOing later? We’re like going to go DANcing, or something.”

“Let me call my husband and see if he can watch the kids or I'll call…”

“Oh, what a Bummer. Well, I’ll see you next Thursday then.”

I’m still the same me.
I may have grown as a person, as a woman, as a mother, but it’s still me.
I still like to go ghost hunting.
I still like to sing in my car.
I still like to tease people.
I still like to have fun.

I just have other priorities now.
It’s not about me anymore.
It’s about them, my children.

So, if you don’t want to be friends with my children…
Then I don’t want to be friends with you.
Period.

Friend means something special to me.
I’m old school when it’s about my friends.

(moan)

Went swimming for a few hours yesterday...

I'm whiter than a sheet so I get the SPF 35, water and sweat proof.
I applied it three times while out there.
It didn't work!

OUCH!

Imagine that one a hot woman's body and that's about what I look like.

...just about anyway.

The kids take after their Daddy and tan.

Damn it!!

Well, I'm off to suffer more sun and mow down the jungle in the back...

smiles 

I am a Faerie!!

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"I Loves You Daddy"

Music To My Ears

Can You Hear Me Now?

Look into my crystal ball...LOOK AT IT!!

Now, what do you see?

Not a DAMN THING.

I'm kinda bla today.
There feeling only amplifies as I stare out my window only to notice that a ugly spider has weaved together a giant web that completely blocks my view. I mean, yeah...I can see through it, but it's still a freakin' spider web. And my mind just can't move past the horror that is that.

I feel like running and doing stuff today, but I may or may not.
I'm tired, lonely...

It's my Best Friend's Son's Birthday today.
Dayton is now 3 years old.
Dayton is about two months younger than my son.
I miss seeing the little booger.

I'll probably call her later this afternoon.
LOL, all of my friends are still on a later schedule than I am.
I really don't know how she does it with her young son.
I never got up before noon until I had my daughter then I was up at 9am everyday.
Then I had my son, the early bird, and I'm up at 8am everyday.
I know, I know...stop bitching.
There are plenty of people who get up much earlier than 8 on an everyday basis.
Truly I feel sorrow and pity for you who do.
I tried day shift once and it sucked monkey balls.

I painted yesterday with my step-sister.
Really I hate the color blue, but...
I really liked this color.
It's like turquoise only with a little more green in it.

Am I just so interesting or what?
Okay, don't answer that.

Maybe I'm just cranky.
But, really today is already sucking.
I've already had to scrub my daughters bed.
She had an accident.
Bless her heart, she hasn't had one in over a week.
My son came in and smacked me with his sippy-cup this morning.
...Just to let me know that I should be awake.
Though, the clock didn't say 8 yet, but what can you do?

Okay, I'll stop bitching now...

They gave me wet dreams for years...okay so I'm still having wet dreams over them. Ah Richard and Johnny..I love you.. 

Chivalry IS dead

I have the car all of this week so of course I'm out of here.
Before we were down to one car I was never home.
I get cabin fever easily as do my children.
Yesterday was no exception.

I was babysitting my nephew all day long, but I needed to get out of the house.
And I had the car so...
Three kids or not, I was going to go do something.

I decided that I was going to go get a new license (b/c I never could find my old one), then I had to stop by the bank and deposit some money, I promised my daughter that we could go to the car wash (so we did), and I stopped at the store to get some rice-crispy cereal (to make rice-crispy treats with).

I've done it with two kids for a long time now.
It didn't occur to me that it would be to hard.
This is Oklahoma, the land of chivalry!

Well, my first stop was the tag agency for a new license.
An old man stopped to hold the door for me and the three kiddos.
I gave my two kids each a quarter for them to get some candy and had them sit on the bench while I took care of what needed to be done. (I sat my nephew down in front of them for them to watch in his car seat...he was sleeping)

Well, I get my stupid picture taken and all of that crap.
As I'm writing them the check this seven or eight year old boy sat next to my kids.
My daughter freaks out that he's too close to the baby and told him to leave.
I'm chuckling b/c the boy was being nice and making faces at my nephew who is now awake.

As I leave this place with my GIANT purse on my shoulder, my son holding my left hand who is also holding hands with his sister, and a baby in a car seat in my right I pause at the door. Let me tell you how hard it is to maneuver three children out the door at the same time. Not one person offered to help, not even the lady who I asked to hold the door for a second.

It shouldn't have been too hard, but I've trained my two to never let go of my hand when we're near the street and the way people drive in OKC is scary as shit.

The next two stops were easy b/c we got to stay in the car.
Gotta love drive through banking!
Gotta love car washes!

Then I go to the store.
This wasn't so bad.
There were plenty of people holding doors and what not.

Life was grand until I get up to the cashier to pay.
My nephew decided then at that moment he wasn't happy.
And he let everyone know about it.
When my nephew cries he turns his whole body red.
So they kept asking me if he was alright.
I'm like, "YES, now hurry up and ring me up so I can get him home!"

Whoa, thank GOD I only had two children!
I don't know how people do it with 3, 4, or 5.

...and I'm out of here again today!
But, I had to post before I left and to tell everybody...
"Man ya'll, I'm addicted to this blog thang. I've got to get my ass out for a while and then I'll check on ya'll after the kids go to bed."

On that note...
When was the last time someone helped you out and how?
(show me that chivalry isn't really dead.)

Remember what they say, "Lies are just friends you haven't met yet."

Oh, so close....

Fire-flies are hard to catch! 

SMORES!! 

Mmm...Good Marshmellow 

Ohh, HOT MARSHMELLOW! 

MMMMmmmmm.... 

GIRL POWER! 

Happy Father's Day

My Dad has never been one for the old "heart to heart" kind of talks.
Not that it really bothered me, ya know.
You grow up learning who you can and can't confide in and who will or won't listen.

That is why today I was in total shock when I was talking with my Dad.

I stopped by with the kids for crapes and bacon & to see my Dad on Father's Day.
As I was leaving we got to talking.
He asked me if I needed any gas money.

"No, Dad. I'm fine."

He then told me that he it meant so much that I came out to see him for Father's Day.
...That it was the best present he could ever hope for.

I told him that I wish I could see them more often.

I talk to them all the time on the phone.
They call me once a day to see how every body is doing.
"Do the kids want to say hi?"
"How are you doing?"
It's that type of thing and I wish that we lived closer.

What he said next floored me.
I didn't know how to respond.
I was touched by the sincerity.

"You know I used to talk with my Grandad and I used to tell him that. 'I wish I got to see you more often.' He said we all have different destynies and he understood that I couldn't come up more often. He told me that I was always in his thoughts, in his mind, and in his heart. Abd that when ever I could make it up to see him was enough for him. I guess that's what I'm saying to you. I think about you and you're in my heart and I love you."

My Dad was always either goofy or VERY serious.
I just didn't know how to respond and so I hugged him.

I love my Dad.

Happy Father's Day, Dad!!

Peace of Mind

Stuart of "Peace of Mind" has passed away.

I only knew him for a short time. He kept in touch through emails with me and was some what of a father figure in a way. I miss him. I wish I could say something special, but nothing that comes to mind could do this man justice.

It's with a heavy heart that I post this.
Stuart, you will be missed, but I know that you are smiling down on us.
I'm sorry.

Weekend Astrology

ARIES (March 21-April 20)
-You may be thinking about
starting your own cult.
This is not your weekend.
Try Tuesday when the moon
is full. That’s when all the
crazies come out.

TAURUS (April 21-May 20, 21)
-Quit worrying about your debt
this weekend. It will still be there
on Monday and not even collection
agencies call on Sundays. Go
ahead and spend your paycheck.
What’s a little more debt?

GEMINI (May 20,21-June 21)
-Don’t forget to take your
Bi-Polar medication with you
where ever you my find yourself
this weekend.

CANCER (June 22-July 22)
-Quit being a home-body or your
wife is going to dump your ass
like a dead body in a ditch.

LEO (July 23-Aug 22,23)
-You are not the only person
on the stage of life and if you
have any desirer to get laid
this weekend, you’ll take into
consideration what others
want to do.

VIRGO (Aug 22,23-Sept 22,23)
-You don’t know everything and
should listen to what your wife
tells you.

LIBRA (Sept 22,23-Oct 22,23)
-Relax this weekend and work
on balancing your soul. You’re
perfect and deserve a break.

SCORPIO (Oct 22,23-Nov 22)
-You can’t have it your way
all of the time, but you will
always at least get laid one
way or another.

SAGGITTARIUS (Nov 23-Dec 21,23)
-Once again your weekend will be
full of fighting because you have
more of an interest in what your
friends want than your boyfriend.

CAPRICORN (Dec 22,24-Jan 20)
-Stop listening to the voices this
weekend. Instead try meditating
to some Yanni for about an hour
or two, naked.

AQUARIUS (Jan 21-Feb 19)
-Sex on the first date is great,
but will you still respect them
in the morning? Be considerate
and ask for the blow job instead.

PISCES (Feb 20-March 20)
-Stop being so prude and
make your man smile this
weekend…Before you turn
him gay.

Happy News for a friend who needed some

My friend Pitch4kman is getting his kids back. It's a happy moment in his life. Congrats man!!

It's A Freaky Friday!!!

A Mischievous Ouija Board
Gayla Vickers of Centralia, Ill.


When I was about 25, I had a few friends over and one of them brought a Ouija board. After several minutes of coaxing, I reluctantly decided to let them use it. I had grown to fear Ouija boards because of some very frightening experiences with them in the past. When my friends began, I wouldn't put my fingers on the mover, but it kept circling around stopping and pointing at me. So, I gave in and joined my friends.

We connected with a spirit, but the air was alive with some form of heavy, dreadful energy that made us all very uncomfortable. I asked if it was an evil or good spirit. It spelled out good, but we could feel that it was not. So, I asked, "Are you a liar?" And it replied, "Yes!"

At that point, the hair on the back of our necks was standing on end and we all had goose bumps. The evil energy could be felt throughout the room. I finally said, "That's enough. I want this thing out of here." Needless to say, our little party was over. All of us just wanted to get out of there. After carefully locking my doors, I went to my parents' house to spend the night.

I spent two nights there before I could muster enough courage to go back home. When I finally returned, my doors were still locked, but inside there were all kinds of bizarre things awry. The cups we had been drinking from were turned upside down and lined up on the top of my curtain rods. My refrigerator had been turned off and everything in the freezer was thawing. Every light in the house had been turned on including the basement lights. My air conditioner was on at the lowest temperature. My clock radio was playing, and there were several more small things out of place.

At that point I packed a suitcase and went back to my parents' house. After a few days, I talked my brother into staying with me until I could get enough nerve to stay there alone. Everything went well, the evil energy had left and I had no more occurrences.

This instance was only one of many encounters I've had using the Ouija board. I have not, nor will I ever, touch a Ouija board again.