This is my official notice to you that I am ending the blog.
I'll leave the content up for a couple of weeks and then be setting it to private. I can't believe I've been writing on it for almost 5 years and it's been lots of fun getting to know some of you. I'll still follow the blogs I read. Though I find myself getting on only every couple of weeks and I'm not very good at commenting anymore.
Maybe one day I'll return. Maybe I'll just start a whole new blog. Maybe not.
Until next time, farwell
Krissy
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Friday, November 18, 2011
A Letter
Sorry Ravelers,
I have been deleting all the photos out of my Flickr account to close down accounts to sites I no longer use. I don't want to get hacked and then have them get into my email or something. This means that I have to upload a new version of my pictures to Ravelry if I want to keep a photo up. I'll be working on my FOs sometime in the future.
So I apologize for taking over your Friends Activity thread.
Sorry Everyone Else,
I know I haven't blogging a a long time and I've been considering not coming back at all. Life is just too busy to sit in front of a computer. I haven't even been reading your blogs. You know I'm busy when I'm not even getting on Pinterest.
I don't know if I'll come back or if you will just see an occasional Finish Project post?
Until I see you again,
Krissy
I have been deleting all the photos out of my Flickr account to close down accounts to sites I no longer use. I don't want to get hacked and then have them get into my email or something. This means that I have to upload a new version of my pictures to Ravelry if I want to keep a photo up. I'll be working on my FOs sometime in the future.
So I apologize for taking over your Friends Activity thread.
Sorry Everyone Else,
I know I haven't blogging a a long time and I've been considering not coming back at all. Life is just too busy to sit in front of a computer. I haven't even been reading your blogs. You know I'm busy when I'm not even getting on Pinterest.
I don't know if I'll come back or if you will just see an occasional Finish Project post?
Until I see you again,
Krissy
Monday, September 12, 2011
The Whaley House
I have to share with you my experience at the Whaley House. In hindsight, if I had seen a ghost I probably would of kicked it's butt. Ghosts are not nice to me...
The Whaley House, according to which TV show you watch, is the MOST haunted location in America. When Bestie was coming for a visit she caught an airing of the new Syfy show Fact or Fiction: Paranormal Files. You can see the teaser here. I couldn't get the sound to work on my computer so maybe you'll have better luck?
Bestie called me up and I immediately got on online and bought tickets for the both of us.
Basically the tour is something like this:
So, Bestie and I started our night out with some yummy Mexican food in Old Town. Mmm, I love Mexican food...
We then walked over to the Whaley House. The two of us were there half an hour early so we just hung out on the front porch. At 10:15pm the staff checked us in and had us line up along the side of the house. As I stood leaning against the house I started to become light headed. As in light headed like I hadn't eaten all day. Within 5 minutes I was so dizzy that I had to sit down. I know that it had nothing to do the Mexican food because enchilada cure everything. It was just really weird that I got so sick so quickly.
As the staff started to go over the House Rules; be nice to the ghost, no scaring people, etc., I was running across the street to the restaurant bathroom to spew out my guts. Yep! My first experience with a ghost and I throw up. I wasn't like I was nervous or too excited. I was had literally gone from feeling great to that sick within a matter of minutes.
Bestie and a staff member waited for me and I went inside feeling better but still dizzy. Lucky for me the first part of the tour we are sitting while watching a slide show.
We then picked up our K-II meter and Bestie and I were put into the first group to do the EVP session. Basically our Ghost Hunter host talked a lot about a swinging chandler and disgruntled maid. Then we took turns asking questions. Mine was something like, "Do you enjoy people coming to talk to you?" I was trying to sound intelligent, you know, while talking to the ghosts.
Then Bestie and I wandered around the house. Bestie was getting all sorts of activity on her K-II. Then I would say something and the K-II would completely stop lighting up. Yeah, the ghost don't like me.
I was still feeling dizzy but I was pushing through cause darn it, I paid $50 bucks.
Bestie had a dog lick her toe. Ghost Dog! Some terrier named Dolly. I think it was trying to get Bestie to move so it could bite me.
Still dizzy... just keep hunting, just keep hunting.
We were taken in groups of three in to the master bedroom. This is an off limits room. The GH in there had this Spiricom device. It's basically a device that is preloaded with a bunch of dictionary words and then the ghost can talk through it's robot voice. The GH said she was talking to "Yankee Jim" a character that had been hung on the property when it was a tree in a field, just before the stucture was built as a courthouse.
The Spiricom was saying things like "top hat" which meant that Mr. Whaley was there. Then "George" came by and was talking about his music. I'm skeptical about this device because it never shut up. I find it hard to believe that ghost hang out talking to us through this device for an hour. This was also the only device that didn't stop working when I started talking.
Dizzy...stomach... but I'm hanging out with Bestie .
Bestie and I went downstairs and she was getting activity on the K-II talking to George about the piano and the guitar in the main room. Another tour-taker had downloaded a Spiricom on their iPhone. Yeah, there's an app for that. It was picking up words like "music" "play". She was on the other side of the room sharing this with us as Bestie talked to George, but I wonder if it was just picking up Bestie talking??? Then I asked a question and all activity stopped.
DIZZY... Thankfully the tour was almost over. Stupid ghosts not talking to me.
As we wondered around we found another GH that had Dowsing Rods. Dowsing Rods are copper wires that point to wear a ghost is standing. Yankee Jim was hanging out behind us, DIZZY. Then some cute redhead came in the room and stole all of his attention.
As we shared our findings I mentioned that from the moment I leaned against the house I wasn't feeling well. The main staff told us that Yankee Jim was in a mood and several women had complained that day about getting dizzy and feeling sick. I was also suppose to say aloud, "Okay, you've had your fun. Now you have to leave me alone."
Question: Would you rather be dizzy or the guy on the tour that starts yelling at ghosts to bugger off?
We wandered outside onto the property and the cool air didn't really help me feel better. Then as we were walking away from the house to the parking lot the dizziness when away. Though my stomach hurt since I was starving and the whole spewing my guts thing.
I'm curious if I took the tour again would the same thing happen. Maybe I'll just lean against the house since I can do that for free.
In the end, ghost hate me. I hate them. If you ever have a ghost problem, don't invite me over.
The Whaley House, according to which TV show you watch, is the MOST haunted location in America. When Bestie was coming for a visit she caught an airing of the new Syfy show Fact or Fiction: Paranormal Files. You can see the teaser here. I couldn't get the sound to work on my computer so maybe you'll have better luck?
Bestie called me up and I immediately got on online and bought tickets for the both of us.
Basically the tour is something like this:
- Check in
- Get a history of the haunts and slideshow of "evidence"
- pick up your K-II EMF meters if desired
- walk around talking to ghost
- there is a EVP session (Electronic Voice Phenomenon)
- walk around talking to ghost
- turn your stuff in go home
So, Bestie and I started our night out with some yummy Mexican food in Old Town. Mmm, I love Mexican food...
We then walked over to the Whaley House. The two of us were there half an hour early so we just hung out on the front porch. At 10:15pm the staff checked us in and had us line up along the side of the house. As I stood leaning against the house I started to become light headed. As in light headed like I hadn't eaten all day. Within 5 minutes I was so dizzy that I had to sit down. I know that it had nothing to do the Mexican food because enchilada cure everything. It was just really weird that I got so sick so quickly.
As the staff started to go over the House Rules; be nice to the ghost, no scaring people, etc., I was running across the street to the restaurant bathroom to spew out my guts. Yep! My first experience with a ghost and I throw up. I wasn't like I was nervous or too excited. I was had literally gone from feeling great to that sick within a matter of minutes.
Figure in the paint of man with cross on his chest over third chair. It's suppose to change throughout the year. If you stand in the right spot you can get a picture of this every time.
We then picked up our K-II meter and Bestie and I were put into the first group to do the EVP session. Basically our Ghost Hunter host talked a lot about a swinging chandler and disgruntled maid. Then we took turns asking questions. Mine was something like, "Do you enjoy people coming to talk to you?" I was trying to sound intelligent, you know, while talking to the ghosts.
Click here to check out our EVP Session. The GH talks mostly in the beginning. If you listen carefully you won't hear any ghosts.
Then Bestie and I wandered around the house. Bestie was getting all sorts of activity on her K-II. Then I would say something and the K-II would completely stop lighting up. Yeah, the ghost don't like me.
I was still feeling dizzy but I was pushing through cause darn it, I paid $50 bucks.
Bestie had a dog lick her toe. Ghost Dog! Some terrier named Dolly. I think it was trying to get Bestie to move so it could bite me.
Still dizzy... just keep hunting, just keep hunting.
The room where Dolly licked Bestie. On the right is my camera's refection in the protective plexiglass.
We were taken in groups of three in to the master bedroom. This is an off limits room. The GH in there had this Spiricom device. It's basically a device that is preloaded with a bunch of dictionary words and then the ghost can talk through it's robot voice. The GH said she was talking to "Yankee Jim" a character that had been hung on the property when it was a tree in a field, just before the stucture was built as a courthouse.
In the master bedroom. I really didn't take very good pictures.
The Spiricom was saying things like "top hat" which meant that Mr. Whaley was there. Then "George" came by and was talking about his music. I'm skeptical about this device because it never shut up. I find it hard to believe that ghost hang out talking to us through this device for an hour. This was also the only device that didn't stop working when I started talking.
Dizzy...stomach... but I'm hanging out with Bestie .
Bestie and I went downstairs and she was getting activity on the K-II talking to George about the piano and the guitar in the main room. Another tour-taker had downloaded a Spiricom on their iPhone. Yeah, there's an app for that. It was picking up words like "music" "play". She was on the other side of the room sharing this with us as Bestie talked to George, but I wonder if it was just picking up Bestie talking??? Then I asked a question and all activity stopped.
DIZZY... Thankfully the tour was almost over. Stupid ghosts not talking to me.
George's musical instruments in the main sitting room.
The Dowsing Rods pointing at Bestie and myself.
Question: Would you rather be dizzy or the guy on the tour that starts yelling at ghosts to bugger off?
We wandered outside onto the property and the cool air didn't really help me feel better. Then as we were walking away from the house to the parking lot the dizziness when away. Though my stomach hurt since I was starving and the whole spewing my guts thing.
I'm curious if I took the tour again would the same thing happen. Maybe I'll just lean against the house since I can do that for free.
In the end, ghost hate me. I hate them. If you ever have a ghost problem, don't invite me over.
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