Interesting

We had some major storms last night. But I didn't think anything about it.I had our dog on my mind yesterday. One of the boys we have had the longest just had major surgery, and I was thinking about him when I went to bed.Woke up a few times during the night. Nothing unusual. The clocks went off at six this morning. I reach up and turned off the electric clock and then reach for the wind-up clock, my hand bumped it and knocked it over., it went silent, good enough. Marty and I got up. Marty went to make coffee, and I noticed the coffee pot had already turned off. (It has a two-hour delay on it.) And it had been set for five . Why was it off? I made a fresh pot, not wanting stale coffee.We got our coffee and sat down at our computers.About fifteen minutes later, the alarm clock goes off in the bedroom.Now that's strange. Maybe I just didn't have it off good enough when I bumped it over? I went to turn it off.I picked it up and looked at it. 6 AM? I showed it to Marty. That was strange that the clock was showing 6 am. I looked at the clock on the stove, 7:30? No. It is about 6:45. The clock on the coffee pot is now reading 8:00 AM. OK. Wait just a minute. I know that storms can knock off the power and screw up the clocks. But when that happens it's ALL clocks. Not just random ones.And my clocks are jumping all over the place this morning. Yet the clock on the microwave appears to be fine. Marty and I discuss how strange it is. Then kind of forget about it.About an hour later, our DIL gets up and comes into the kitchen. Marty and I both say good morning. She sleepily, peers at us through squinted eyes, and says, "What time is it?" My clocks are all screwed up...........

quite

I am amazed at how quite it has been the last few days. Of course, we still get the random voice or something out of place. But WOW. This has been really nice. Wonder what's up?
I know a lot of you have asked. And we are still waiting for our reveal. As soon as we know something, we will share. :)

Storms. Inside and out.

We had sever storms most of the night last night. And may or may not have contributed to the activity.

As we got ready for bed, we naturally shut down the computers.Upon doing this, I realized that my house had not been totally dark since the investigation.I considered setting up a cam but brushed that thought quickly aside.Nothing was going to happen, and I shouldn't be expecting it to. So with that thought, Marty and I settle into bed to watch some TV. As we are laying there, Marty says, do you feel that? I hadn't noticed it until he spoke.But the fan that was standing in the doorway and blowing across our bed had actually stopped blowing on us. As if something was standing directly in front of the fan, blocking the air. This only lasted about 30 seconds, then was gone.A bit later, as we still watched TV, I felt a sudden hot air on my face.Best described as, someone breathing in your face. And then the stench was horrible! Marty yells at the dog for this and tells him to get off the bed. I said,"It's odd that I felt that with him laying down there at your feet." Marty's response, "You felt that too? But little did we know then, Chris and Cari on the other end of the house, we're pretty much going through the same thing, at the same time.
Finally, we turn off the TV and get ready for sleep.Marty drifted off rather quickly. While my new medication was keeping me awake.As I lay there waiting for the sleep that was eluding me, I felt the sheet trembling on my right arm. My thought...It's just the fan blowing on you. My response..Then why are you no longer feeling the fan blowing your face and hair? Then that very second, the sheet is roughly yanked down to my waist! My heart began to race. It took me a moment to realize what just happened. I blamed the dog. But soon realized the dog had been under the sheet with me and hadn't moved.So I reach down and pull the sheet back up.Then I turn over and snuggle to Marty. Well now, my back is to the door, and this feels just creepy. So I turn back over and face the door. Our cell phones are lending enough light to see around the room. So I lay there looking around, then I hear Chris come up the hall. I wait for the kitchen light to come on........nothing. So I wait to see the light from the refrigerator.........nothing. Then I hear the footsteps in the hall again. (Chris and Cari heard the exact same steps from their room.) I finally ask Marty if he is sleeping. He says, No. I say It's starting to get creepy. He says i know. Just try to go to sleep.At that time we hear a woman's voice speak. I couldn't make out what she said. But I asked Marty if he had heard that. He says, yes, 'It was a woman's voice." I say, NO!! THAT WAS MY VOICE!! We had just heard me talking. But I wasn't saying a word.........

Fed up

Well, the last few days have been relatively quiet. Not so much for the nights though.

Marty and I went to bed a few nights ago, were laying there trying to drift off when we heard this strange tapping on our bed.The dogs alerted to it. But we couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was coming from.After a while, it just stopped.

And for the past few nights (Exactly 3 nights in a row). I have gone to bed just fine. I will be laying there watching TV, then all of a sudden get a sharp burning pain where I have been scratched.It hasn't been the three scratches like I expected, and have had before. But just a single long scratch down my leg, that burns like fire.It's always my leg, but never the exact same spot.I am sick and tired of this!
I am sick to death of the whole blasted thing!

My health continues to decrease, and I can't help but wonder if this is not all tied together somehow.
I need answers. I continue to search......but none is forthcoming (Sigh)

The dog, an escape artist?

Late yesterday afternoon, we noticed that every time someone in the house closed the bathroom door, it would reopen itself. We checked the catch on it. Closed it and pushed it.It would not open in the closed position. We walk back into the kitchen, and it opens itself. Usually, I would have just left it open and forgot about it. BUT, I had a female Pit Bull locked in there yesterday, due to the heat outside. And I just couldn't have her getting out and roaming around the house.We had to finally put her back outside. Because no matter what we did that door just wasn't going to stay closed.We have never had that problem before.

Today has been quite so far.

Set up the camera

After all the activity we had on Wednesday, I had asked Marty to set up the cam that night.(Nothing ever happens when the cam is running. And I needed sleep.) Well, he forgot to do it, and we go to bed as usual. Sometime during the night I half woke up and turned over. Marty was snoring lightly beside me, on his side, with his knees bent. I had just turned onto my side, and straightened my legs, making a point to flex my ankles, when I got this horrible hard scratch down the bottom of my foot! Our Boston Terrier was sleeping at the foot of the bed on Marty's side.The dog immediately lept up barking and growling like he was ready for war.Marty woke up and scolded the dog. I was too shocked to move or say anything. The dog then lay his head across my feet, with a constant low growl. Marty went right back to snoring. And I lay there for what seemed like forever, not moving, just listening (And feeling) the dog growling as he lay across my feet.I knew in my heart there was no explaining how I just got scratched.There is no footboard at the foot of our bed.There was just no explaining it.So you start wondering if you dreamed it since you weren't entirely awake. But feeling the burn from the scratch, and hearing my dog growl told me it wasn't a dream. I don't know how long it was before I drifted off again.Only to be awoken wide awake by hearing the picture frame above our bed hitting the wall. What the crap? Maybe the fan is causing it to bump? But it has never done that before, and we run the fan every night. OK. Well, the fan IS causing it tonight. And I'm going with that. So I drift back off to sleep thinking, if we had only turned on the cam, nothing would have happened, and I would have gotten a good nights sleep.

Activity

Today has been interesting. As Cari and I were cleaning the house this morning, when I heard my Bostons toy going off.Well, i had my little dog gated off in my bedroom while I was cleaning. I turned to look at him, and he didn't have the toy in his mouth. It was still making noise. So I walked over and expected to see it laying beside him.It wasn't. I turned back to the kitchen, and I saw it light up just as it sounded again.
It was laying on the kitchen table! It would randomly activate itself. This has NEVER happened before. So I was lucky enough to grab the webcam and get it set up in time to catch this.Check out the Video link on the right-hand side of the page.The ball is laying in front of the pink and white coffee cup. Just be patient.It will light up for you.

Foot steps

For the most part, things have been pretty quiet.But, yesterday Cari and I were sitting at the computer desks when it sounded like someone was walking up the hall. For a split second, I had a chill run down my spine, as I knew we were the only two in the house. We both quickly turned to look over our shoulders, and just as usual, there was nothing there, and the footsteps stopped.These were loud footsteps. No mistaking what we heard. And the house was totally quite at the time. The only sounds were us typing on the keyboards.Maybe i should leave the camera rolling during the day?

Quiet? Or maybe not...

The last couple of days have been kind of quite. Which happens from time to time.But usually, once we let our guard down, something big will happen.For the past two nights, we didn't run any cameras.And things were quite for the most part.

Tuesday afternoon, Cari and I were working at the computers, when we both turned to look at each other. I say, "Did you just hear that?" Cari just smiles and says, "yep."We both turned back to our computers.We had both heard a young woman laugh. Very noticeable in the quite room.But odd, because it's always been a male voice that we hear.Do we have a different one now? Great! Now it's like double the trouble.

This morning was sort of strange, as I woke up with my pajamas half off.That has never happened before.And I don't remember waking at all last night.As usual, Marty got a good laugh out of it. And I was a bit creeped out. Not scared, mind you. But it leaves me a bit confused and wondering. Maybe I need to set up a cam in the bedroom.

I have two cams running today to see if we can capture the female voice.

Orbs

There is so much controversy with orbs.BUT, our camera is picking up things shooting around the living room. Dust? If so, I should be sneezing my head off. Bugs?I'm sure I would see such a swarm with the naked eye.But the things floating around the camera can't be seen in the room with the naked eye.Strange.

A Solution?

I think I have found the formula for a good night sleep.Just set up a camera to record, and NOTHING happens! And as long as I get to sleep all night. I'm cool with that. :)

Who needs sleep?

Who needs sleep, when you can sit up and argue all night? It was the strangest thing. Marty and I both went to bed @ 11:30. Then @ 2:00 am, we are both awake and having a severe argument. (I'm like WTF?) It was just stupid, but we were both in a terrible rage.I mean REALLY angry.And that is so not like us, to just wake up and start arguing in the middle of the night. I know we were told not to argue in the house right now.But I don't think the neighbors would have enjoyed us standing out on the front porch at 2 am screaming at each other.But stranger still, It left as fast as it came.I think we finally went to sleep @ four. And both of us were just fine. No lingering anger from the argument. Kind of like it never happened at all.And that is strange, cause we're both usually still pretty pissed off the next morning.But this morning has been completely normal, other than a lack of sleep. I REALLY wish someone could explain to me why all this is happening........

9:02 PM
After speaking with our son and DIL this morning, it seems the night was stranger than I had thought. Both of them said that a few different times last night they heard my voice, and what they assumed to be Marty talking.They got up, three different times to come see if everything was OK, only to hear us snoring in our bedroom! And this happened BEFORE the argument started.

The price of a good nights sleep?

The clock went off at 5:30 this morning.When I reach to turn it off, I realized I had not woke up all night long. Which in itself was strange, being that we had severe storms all night. But anyway, I told Marty that I had really slept good. And his response was, "Yanno, oddly, I did too."We got up, and Marty went to make coffee as I groggily stumbled to the bathroom.While I was in the bathroom, I realized something that really shocked me for a moment. I was in total disbelief at what I was looking at. While looking in the mirror, I realized that all of my night clothes were on inside out! Right down to my underwear! How in the world did this happen??!! I went back to the kitchen and asked Marty if he noticed anything strange. He took one look at me, and busted out laughing! He said, "Well, we now know that our ghost is a male." I did NOT find that one bit funny! And I can't stop wondering how it happened.I know we are supposed to be totally ignoring this "thing." But how do you ignore something like that? We really need to set up some cameras around here.....

Restless

A very rough night last night. I kept waking every little bit, feeling kind of uneasy. No reason to be feeling that way. But for no reason, I would just be suddenly awake, even though I was exhausted. If felt sort of like there was an electrical charge in the air.Like during a thunderstorm when you're waiting for that next clap of thunder. Ugh! I really needed to sleep last night. I have an important appointment today. And now, I feel like crap. Today is really not starting out good.

Yesterday afternoon, My son, daughter in law and I were all in the front room, when we all heard a faint whistle.It would have driven my dogs nuts if it had come from outside. But none of them barked.And it really sounded like it originated in the center of the room.
Just as I was typing this, a frigid breeze just went past me. No reason for it. No fans and no air conditioning are on.No windows are open.

I'm really starting to get frustrated at this point.

9:06 AM
Marty and I are having coffee at our computers this morning. I look over at him, and just past him, on the table in the living room sets the pepper shaker. It was on the kitchen table when we all went to bed last night. Odd. No one in the house even had pepper the previous night...

A list of random occurences

Many of you have asked about this, so here is a list of the random occurrences in our home. The majority of these are frequent in nature.
The back door opens by itself. And is still locked.
The doorknob to the spare room gets yanked from our hand.
Cabinet doors open and close by themselves.
Things rearrange themselves overnight.
The sliding glass shower doors lock. Without having a lock on them.
The dog's bark, growl or whimper at unseen objects.
Dark shadow figures are seen in random places.
A small black dog darts across the floor.
Batteries only last a matter of minutes in anything.
Light bulbs blow frequently.
My digital camera hardly works at all, inside our home. But it's okay outside.
The camcorder shuts itself off and won't recorder.
The digital voice recorder shuts itself off and won't record.
It affects our grandchild. (But this is to remain private so I will not elaborate.)
Lights turn themselves on or off when no one is in the room.
Bad smells permeate the air in random places.

A Calm Night

I finally got a good nights sleep. WooHoo! I took my meds before bedtime. I turned on the fan and set it to blow into the bedroom.So I'm not sure if it was the fan or the meds. But I finally slept all night, without waking in the wee hours of the morning. But Cari said her eyes flew open sometime in the early morning. She wasn't sure what had woke her up. But suddenly she was wide awake.She didn't hear or see anything out of the norm. And fell back to sleep pretty easily. Let's hope it stays this way. And maybe the day will be just as uneventful.

Bump in the night...

I had a very restless night last night. Sorta weird, being that I was exhausted when we went to bed. And I couldn't wait to just fall asleep. I woke from a nightmare around two thirty this morning, feeling a bit creeped out. I lay there for a bit to see if the creepy feeling would pass, as some nightmares do. Finally, I ended up waking Marty to escort me to the potty.(Yes, it was THAT creepy). After returning to the kitchen, I told him to go back to bed, and I would be in, in a few. I sat down at my kitchen table, trying to shake this feeling I had when the loud popping in the living room started up again. It's a very loud and very distinct noise. The first time I had ever heard that was during the investigation. And hadn't heard it since. It sort of sounds like a TV cooling down and popping. But it's much louder and much more distinct. Plus the fact that the TV was turned off at ten, and this was now going on three in the morning. Anyhow, I am utterly exhausted this morning. I feel like I haven't slept at all. I'm really hoping the day goes much better than the night did.

10:22 AM
Yanno, we use to couldn't get the back bedroom door to stay open. It was always closing itself. Well apparently now, it can open and shut itself at will. Did I just see this happen? Yeppers. It closed itself, then as I stood watching, it opened itself. Forgot all about the food in the microwave.....got fixated on the door.
I knew when we did the investigation and the house blessing, that we would very likely anger our unseen guest. This is something we had discussed as a family. And we decided that we would take that chance. Fearing the outcome if we did nothing at all. I just never imagined that we would get this much activity after. And I know, given time it will subside. But the big question is, How much time do we give it? And should we fear what could happen while we wait?

Poof

Sitting here at my computer this morning having coffee. I heard my Daughter in law walk into the kitchen behind me. I turned to say good morning. And expected to see her in front of the coffee pot, but no one was there.I know what I heard. Anyway, i turned back to my computer thinking, "Your time is short lived here, poof, be gone."
Wondering now if that will work with some people.......can I just think, "poof, be gone." and watch them vaporize into a plume of blue smoke? That would be a pretty neat trick. I have a few already on my poof list. LOL!
Wondering what the day is going to hold for me.

8:27 amJust finished sweeping up the salt left from the house blessing. Figured leaving it on the floor an extra day couldn't hurt, right? (Anyway, that was my excuse not to sweep.)
While putting away the broom and replacing the rugs, I ran face first (or nose first) into the most horrible smell in my hallway. UGH! Spirit or not, it's getting sprayed with some extra strength Lysol !!!

Food for thought.
I found out, from a very reliable source, that some of our neighbors are experiencing similar problems.And have been since they built their home about twenty years ago. I guess the main thing that struck me as odd is hearing the kids playing. Ever since this couple built their house, we have listened to the sounds of young children playing coming from their direction. But we have recently found out, that they hear it too. They go outside to look. But have never seen the kids!
THAT made a chill run up my spine. For all these years I thought it was their children, then I just assumed it may be their grandchildren. But there are no kids there! We heard the children playing again just the other evening, now it has sort of a sad, but eerie sound to it. The next time we hear it, I think we may just have to take a walk in that direction.

10:28 AM
As Cari and I sit here working on the computers, things are starting to move around a bit in the kitchen. We just look over at each other and keep on working.....just this moment, something breathed very loudly right between us.......and still we don't give any acknowledgment.....POOF!

Whats next

Now that you have quite a bit of background. This will be where I document all the day to day things that happen with the family.
We are all anxious to see the reveal from the Investigation. They said it will probably be a couple of weeks. But in the meant time.....
Just today I watched a figure walk into our spare bedroom from the hallway.
And my son and DIL were awakened last night to my son's dog screaming. The dog limps around today and acts terrified. But he was laying between them on the bed when this happened. They checked him thoroughly. There was no way he could have hurt himself. But he hasn't been the same dog at all today. He just sits and trembles.

The Investigation.

We had initially set a date with the CPI team to do our Investigation on May 13. Which actually would have been Friday the 13th. (Kinda Strange.) But unfortunately, we had some minor home issues and ended up reflooring our son's bedroom that weekend. So the date was rescheduled for Friday, May 20. From talking with the team previously, we knew that they would arrive around 6 pm. Talk with us a bit. Then get things set up, and on with the Investigation. So, we set up the camping tent in the backyard.Loaded it with a cooler full of drinks, a bit of junk food. And the things the baby would need for the night. We knew we would all be outside until the wee hours of the morning.
I'm not sure exactly what time it was when the first team members pulled into the yard.We chatted for a bit, and all went into the house.I had set the guys up some food for the night and some cold drinks in the fridge.Marty and I showed them through the house and left them to their business. We retreated back to our little backyard camping spot. Marty, myself, our son and his wife sat and talked for quite a while When one of the members came out and told us they were about to start.He said after a while he wanted to have us come to the house for a bit and do our regular routines. So I popped inside at this time for one last potty break. And oh WOW! There were cameras and all kinds of electronic equipment everywhere! There were wires taped to the floor. I had never seen so much stuff in one place! There were monitors set up on the front porch to capture the activity inside. I was in awe at how all this actually looked. My home was covered from every angle.

The investigation had begun. All the lights inside had gone out. From where we were sitting, we could occasionally hear the front door open, and one of the team members come out to (I'm guessing) check the monitors.Or we would hear them both outside. But couldn't make out what was being said.As we sat outside and talked amongst ourselves. I kept getting a bizarre feeling like we were being watched. This caused me to peer over my shoulder into the darkness quite a few times. Finally, Dennis came out to where we were and asked if we would all come in and spend a bit of time doing what we would typically do. Naturally, Marty and I booted our computers up, while the kids (My son and his wife) looked up some things on the laptop in the sunroom. I didn't notice anything strange while we were doing this. After a while, Dennis came in and said, "OK guys, we're going to turn off the lights now, and just have you sit a bit in the dark." We shut down the computers.Everyone got seated, and I proceeded to turn off the lights. I sat down at the kitchen table. Marty was to my left in his computer chair. My DIL was across the table to my right, and my son was directly in front of me out in the sunroom. We were talking amongst ourselves when I started to get this really strange feeling like someone was standing behind me. I looked back and didn't see anything. The others kept talking. I just kept having the feeling like something was there. Then all the hair on my arms stood up, it felt like an electrical charge. I said to my family, "guys, I'm not kidding, I feel something." At that same Moment, Dennis came in and shown a flashlight down the hall.Then he went back outside. My DIL said she was starting to get really cold. So I asked her to change places with me. We switched places, and I started to experience an odd sensation. I wasn't really cold. But my insides had gotten jumpy. About this time, the guys came in and started doing some readings in the kitchen.They asked me what I was feeling.I just said I was cold, for lack of a better explanation to what I was feeling. A bit later, we were asked to go back out.As we resumed our backyard vigil, my son says to me, "Mom, I could hear them talking from where I was sitting, I couldn't hear everything. But just as you said, "guys, I'm not kidding." they saw movement down the hall on their monitor. That's why they came in looking." I wasn't really shocked to hear this. But i was praying that they would find something where we could all be validated with our own experiences.

While sitting out in the back, we had no clue what was going on inside. All we knew was that they would occasionally come out to the front porch where the monitors were set up.
Sometime over in the wee hours of the morning.Another team member had gotten off work and came to join the Investigation.About this time, they had asked if I and my DIL would go inside.Once inside my DIL, and myself along with two team members, sat in the sunroom and did some EVP work. After a while of this, they had my DIL go into the back bedroom, with me staying in the front part of the house while we both asked more questions. Then Brandon came in and asked if I would change places with my DIL and go to the back part of the house.I said sure and was handed a small device to carry with me. It was dark, so I wasn't familiar with what was placed in my hand.I was escorted by Brandon into the back bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed with a similar device that was already there. Brandon asked if I was OK. I said sure. Then he offered me a small flashlight and left. As I sat on my son's bed in the dark, my eyes would play tricks on me, by seeing movement out of the corner of my eye.But then I got an almost suffocating sensation of someone being right in my face. Like I was practically touching noses with another person. I reach my hand out in front of my face, and it stopped. Then it happened again and felt even stronger. This sensation continued the whole time I was in that room. Finally, we were taken back outside, and the boys were asked to go in. We stood in the yard and talked with the team members while the guys were in the house. The three of them said at three am they would start provoking hard. And this was only 15 minutes away...

3 AM.
The boys came back out with us. And all the investigators went in. We could hear some faint shouts from inside. Then one team member came stumbling out my front door. He was soon followed by the other two and offered a bottle of water as he leaned against my porch rail. (And I'm wondering, what the heck just went on in there?!) The other two members went back inside and closed the front door.
Finally, the night ended with a house blessing. As we all stood and prayed together, I knew in my heart that whatever this is or was. It will never break this family. We came into this a secure unit. And we will prevail as a secure unit. Our foreheads were anointed with oil. Then we proceeded to bless and anoint each room in our home.We ended with blessing our front yard.
As we all once again entered our home. You could feel that the air inside was much lighter.
The team packed up their things, and we talked a bit. Then they left, and it was finally time for bed. It was now @ 5 am.

I woke around noon to the sun shining and the birds singing. It felt good.
I went to take a shower. After my shower, I went into my bedroom to brush out my wet hair. Our Pit Bull Judge was laying across my bed. As I brushed my hair, i could see Judge in the corner of the mirror. He looked straight up at the top of the wall and laid his ears back.( My heart skipped a beat.) As I stood there, not moving, he did this for the second time, then he let out a small whimper and got up and left the room...............