I opened up my email this morning, and this was the first thing that caught my eye:
The article goes on to say that if we stare into a mirror long enough, we can see monsters. This is where stories like Bloody Mary came from. NOW HOLD ON A MINUTE – I see monsters when I glance at it! I do not have to try to sit there and stare into it.
There is some old lady that apparently, loves to hang out in all my mirrors now. I did not conjure her up, nor did I request the visits. One day she just showed up and now will not leave. The really scary part is that she has figured a way out of the mirror!
Yes, I have seen her when I walk into the grocery stores. They all have glass doors when you enter, and there she is, glaring back at me – grrr!
She has never said a word, and she has never threatened me verbally, however; she does threaten my way of life.
I have never lived the way of a cautious life. I loved (and still do love) taking the risky road. Granted, sometimes this meant doing damage or getting hurt, but you only go around once in life.
I know there are methods in our world today that could make her go away. The problem is that they are just a temporary fix and I am looking for something more permanent. So, I guess until they come up with a way to eliminate age spots, wrinkles, and the occasional sagging (ok, ok, it’s more than just occasional) I will just have to live with her hanging around. Could be worse, I could be all puffed up and swollen like I was stung by a wasp or something – oh, wait, I already did that!