The Latest Rhino WIP and then I’ll Be Away
Here’s what I’ve done so far on my rhino. I’m kinda in a groove with it so I’m a little disappointed to have to leave it for a couple of days. I’m heading back to MN to visit my mom briefly. I won’t be gone long because a couple days after I return, we begin the last “big hurrah” of the art fair season. My September is completely booked so I have loads of prep work to get done for it.
Hopefully I won’t come home with any new ghost stories. I already have a story for this Halloween in mind and I don’t really feel the need for any new ones.
I was speaking with mom about my trip home and I was debating whether my air mattress still held air. Because there is no force on this planet that would make me sleep upstairs in any of the bedrooms, despite three very comfy beds. (Coincidentally this Halloween you’ll find out why.)
Mom: “You can always sleep on the couch it’s very comfortable and long.”
Me “Yeah” not sounding too thrilled though.
Mom: “You know Jo (my aunt) was sleeping on the couch a few weeks ago and …”.
Me: “Don’t you dare tell me a ghost story!”
Mom: “Um …”
Me: “I mean it! I don’t want to hear it!”
Mom: “Uh … well … oh … okay.” (a long silence)
See mom thinks waking up to something touching her or standing over her is quaint and charming. For me … not so much.
Hopefully I’ll return to my Iowa home normal (well as normal as my usual) and not be mumbling about trying to find my “happy place.”
UPDATED:
Yeah. Okay. So reading back through this I can totally see how the whole crop circle debacle thing happened. 
The Rhino is looking great! I can’t wait to Halloween. You took your last story(S) in stride — you sound really freaked now. I would have been freaked with what you have already experienced. Hope you have a nice time and find away to not be freaked!
So are you saying you are kidding, now?
Um . . . crop circles, kidding.
Paranormal experiences in my childhood home. Totally real. Is that what you’re asking Angela?
What I meant was that since I’m writing about ghosties and such, ya’ll believing I’m freaking about crop circles is not such a stretch.
I thought that was what you meant (last sentence), but then started thinking maybe you were kidding about how freaked out your were about the ghost stuff.