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Post by stepper on Oct 24, 2012 17:13:22 GMT -6
I'm thinking it needs to be modeled.
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Post by Spock on Oct 24, 2012 18:32:04 GMT -6
I'm thinking it needs to be modeled. Typical male. Anything to see a little tail ...
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Post by Phalon on Oct 25, 2012 3:29:44 GMT -6
Pictures, yes, once the whole thing is done.
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Post by stepper on Oct 25, 2012 15:47:22 GMT -6
I'm thinking it needs to be modeled. Typical male. Anything to see a little tail ... BOLL! Yeah, okay - I liked that one.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 27, 2012 4:39:40 GMT -6
I haven't gotten around to finishing BP's peacock costume yet....because LX needed help with hers first; Halloween party tonight. It turned out pretty good, I think. I had my doubts; she wanted to be a "Fallen Angel" and had a grandiose vision wearing Victoria Secret angel wings....which, I am positive, come with a grandiose price tag. We found a little girl's set of wings at Walmartfor $4, and used that for the shoulders, added a yard of felt, two yards of tulle, a boatload of feathers, a bunch of staples, and a whole lot of hot glue. I helped set up the framework with the felt and tulle, using the same concept I did for BP's tail, and she spent hours (and a couple of minor hot glue burns) gluing feathers. Notice her tail is covered (we are talking about my daughters here), though I had my doubts about that too, given the Victoria's Secret wing idea, and that she's entered the age when Halloween is just an excuse to wear a sexy costume. "Very tasteful" she claimed it would be. And, actually it is - she's fully covered. Relief...because I didn't want to hear it after I told her she wasn't leaving the house dressed like that. Price tag was a relief too. Final cost: about $25. (I don't know why this ended up sideways on Photobucket; I tried to edit, but it got all distorted.) One of these days, I've got to finish BP's. Time is running out!
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Post by stepper on Oct 27, 2012 18:28:11 GMT -6
It turned out very nicely Phalon, and I'm sure it was a ton of work. But I thought LX was brunette.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 28, 2012 7:09:25 GMT -6
She is.....but went platinum two-tone just about a year ago. The dark in the photo is her natural color.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 31, 2012 6:17:11 GMT -6
Good movie choice for Halloween this year: The Woman in Black
Very creepy without gore, and Bonus! when it comes to horror movies - this one has an actual plot.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 31, 2012 16:09:36 GMT -6
A half hour into Trick-or-Treating and we've only had about 30 kids (and adults) mostly coming by car.
It's windy, raining, and 39 degrees outside.
Blah!
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Post by Phalon on Oct 31, 2012 17:41:25 GMT -6
Oh, and the peacock tail....Photobucket is doing that weird sideways thing again, even though I rotated the picture. And the sizing is HUGE!!! I did a preview post here, and it was way, way too big to post. What's up with that? I've never had that problem before. Joxie? Help?
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Post by katina2nd on Oct 31, 2012 19:00:49 GMT -6
Sorry the weather was such a pain Gams, hopefully it improved as the evening wore on.
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Post by stepper on Oct 31, 2012 20:10:44 GMT -6
A half hour into Trick-or-Treating and we've only had about 30 kids (and adults) mostly coming by car. It's windy, raining, and 39 degrees outside. Blah! Sorry about the weather Phalon. You were careful to purchase your candy allowing for the possibility of leftovers, right?
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Post by Siren on Oct 31, 2012 22:00:19 GMT -6
I only had a couple dozen trick or treaters this year. Disappointing, even if I do have all this leftover, lovely chocolate to deal with. But here's a holiday laugh for you - photos of patrons being frightened in a haunted house attraction. You hate to laugh at these poor people, they are so scared. But then you remember, they asked for it. www.nightmaresfearfactory.com/pics-and-video
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 31, 2012 22:25:15 GMT -6
Phalon: If you're using the beta-Photobucket, I can't help. I clicked on the link that took me back to the old site. I'm too fearful of beta anything to grant permission to be a guinea pig. There is a thumbnail code you can copy/paste. It will show a small image, but link back to the huge one.
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Post by Phalon on Nov 1, 2012 6:08:03 GMT -6
BOLL! Oh-my-gosh, thanks for the morning laugh, Siren. The look of fear on the faces of all those grown people! I went through a bit of the 'photo of the day' album, and what I really thought was funny is there are a few in which the guy looks petrified, hanging on to his girlfriend for dear life; the girlfriends look amused at the whole thing.
Me too, Joxie. I opted to use the old version, but even with that, the set-up has changed. I used to have it set to automatically resize my photos for webpages - I don't even see that option anymore. Thanks for the thumbnail suggestion.
We ended up having just about 100 kids show up last night; I bought enough candy for 300-400 because I ran out the last two years. (The houses on the main drag get about 800 kids; in a rural area like this, they come into town by the van loads; further into the neighborhood, we get about half that many.) The last four kids of the night were all teenage boys. One asked if I had chocolate - all I had was chocolate, (Reeses peanut butter cups, Hershey's bars, two kinds of Snickers, Kit-Kats, and Three Musketeers). He sat down and traded me microwave popcorn, Skittles, and Tootsie Pops for extra chocolate. They all made out like bandits - I gave them each handfuls and handfuls of candy, and only have about a dozen candy bars left-over.
Which is a good thing. I may like chocolate, but it's dangerous to have excessive amounts in the house.
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Post by stepper on Nov 1, 2012 15:50:16 GMT -6
I wouldn't have offered up the Tootsie Pops - except for the brown ones. And I really like Three Musketeers and Snickers so I might not have been so generous as you...and now that I think about it...how about I send you a load of Tootsie Roll Mini's for some of that chocolate stuff that's calling your name? Not that I would really be interested...its just in way of a friendly gesture. I'm only trying to help you out. Yeah, that's it! I'm only trying to help! We had maybe a dozen teenagers - although two of them were sufficiently developed to be mothers, of twins - all the rest were little kids with parental supervision. Some of them were just too cute for words.
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Post by Phalon on Nov 3, 2012 6:43:22 GMT -6
I'm not really a big fan of Tootsie Rolls....it's the fear of the Dental Dominatrix that keeps me away from them!
Speaking of Tootsie Rolls....I was talking with an older woman last night at the music hall concession stand; she couldn't quite decide what candy she'd like. She said that Tootsie Rolls (we didn't have any) were her favorite - because she could wedge one under her dentures, and savor the flavor all day.
Kinda "eeeew" but it made me laugh.
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Post by Siren on Nov 3, 2012 8:49:45 GMT -6
Ooooooooooh my! BOLLL!!! Yeah, very, very funny, but EWWWWWW! LOL!!
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Post by stepper on Nov 3, 2012 9:58:33 GMT -6
Old people have a tendency to just say what they're thinking. My grandmother used to say she loved it when she turned 70 - she wanted everyone to know. Her philosophy was that young children can say anything and get away with it because adults just dismiss anything inappropriate as childish inexperience. But, from 10 to 70 you have to watch what you say and to whom so as not to offend. Once you turn 70, you can say whatever you want again and it’s okay because younger people just dismiss you for being old. So, she told everyone about her 70th birthday, and then she said anything she d@mn well pleased.
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Post by Phalon on Nov 3, 2012 22:08:22 GMT -6
That's my neighbor's philosophy too; she told me so. She's quite the eccentric, and I adore her.
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 24, 2015 1:29:44 GMT -6
Oh. And I have one more I'm leaving for last. The entity that sat on me during the night. That one freaked me out the most!
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Post by stepper on Oct 24, 2015 20:44:57 GMT -6
The entity that sat on you all night? That sounds like a creepy story. About time to share isn't it? Especially near Halloween. Maybe you should wait for some dark night so writing about it can stir up the sitter again!
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 24, 2015 21:04:43 GMT -6
It wasn't all night. Just for a few minutes. And it happened on two different nights. I hadn't realized it was so long ago that I meant to post it. It happened before the internet, so I wasn't aware I could be both asleep and awake at the same time. I should definitely tell it this week though.
My sister found a mention of such things happening to others, and it was supposedly a hag who sat on people during the night, choking them. Thankfully, I saw no hag, and wasn't choked. But it was still scary, and it was not fun having everyone laughing at me about an experience I knew happened, since I was awake at the time. Kind of wanted the 'entity' to go visit them too and see what they had to say about it then.
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 24, 2015 21:06:56 GMT -6
Unfortunately, the 'mention' my sister found was in "The Enquirer," so, I still got laughed at and teased for a very long time.
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Post by stepper on Oct 24, 2015 22:14:31 GMT -6
It would server them right, but I suspect it is along the lines of little boys punching little girls. They are afraid of what they are feeling but want the attention anyway so they sort of punch them. Same thing with the others. They were afraid; for many the way to deal with fear, especially when confronted with it in reality, is to laugh at it and bluster about how it doesn't matter or isn't real.
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 25, 2015 21:21:33 GMT -6
It didn't matter to me whether or not the 'entity' was real ... it was that my experience was real, and it wasn't the least bit funny to me. At the time I had no explanation for what had happened, and for all I knew there was something in my room. It still kind of bugs me that I had to deal with my fears all on my own.
At least when my sister found the story in the 'rag' I knew I wasn't alone, and there had to be something to it if so many others were experiencing it. And then along came the internet ... and finally one day I got the idea to see what else I could find. It still doesn't ease the terror I felt those two nights, and the years of nightmares that followed. But it allowed me to let it go and put it behind me. And as with all fears, they're not so bad when you know they weren't/aren't real.
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 26, 2015 18:25:09 GMT -6
Okay. There are several things that effect what happened to me.
1) As a child I had perfect, beautiful teeth. But when they dropped out and the new teeth came in, they were much bigger, and took up too much room in my child-sized mouth. So on the top roll, one tooth per front side of my mouth were pushed out, overlapping the teeth behind them. My fangs stood out quite a bit. My bottom roll of teeth were fairly straight, except that one took was behind the roll of teeth at a diagonal, and another tooth was in front of the roll of teeth in line with the tooth behind. It stuck out and rubbed my inside lip/chin. ---/---
My Dad never missed an opportunity to show everyone what became of my perfect, beautiful teeth. When I was about 19/20 I used my own money to get braces.
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2) When I was around six, my cousin told me about vampires coming into your room in the middle of the night and plunging their fangs into your neck. After that I always slept with the covers up over my neck. Then, one time when I was in my early/mid teens, a bug got inside my ear canal and woke me up. Neither of us liked this situation very much. Dad put drops of something in my ear to drown it out. Couldn't find it if I recall correctly, and so I went back to bed. After that I always had the covers pulled up over my ears.
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So. I had 32 teeth in my mouth, and four got pulled. And then there were 28. The four pulled were behind each fang. Two uppers and two lowers. And spacers were added between my teeth to spread them out so that metal bands could be wrapped around each tooth.
Just after getting this done is when the first 'visitation' occurred. I woke up on my stomach. (I very rarely sleep on my stomach. And now I have the Amityville murders in my head. They were all supposedly on their stomachs ) I could hear my stereo playing, and see the glow through the towel I have draped over it. And then something sat on my back, and we both sank deeply into the mattress. That's when I found I couldn't move. Not a finger, not a limb, nothing. And then there was pressure around my forehead. It would squeeze tightly, loosen up a second while the band rotated, looking for a better position, and then it would squeeze tightly again.
This went on for a bit, and then the something got up off of me and the mattress rose back to normal. Slowly, I was able to move, and I curled up in a ball and pulled the covers up over my head.
The next night I when I went to bed I put on my Cross necklace. Nothing happened.
The night after that, I forgot my Cross necklace, and I woke up for now reason. This time I was on my back. The stereo was playing, and the glow through the towel dimly lit the room. And then something sat on my waist, and we sank deep into the mattress. Again, I found I couldn't move any part of my body. And something griped the top of my head, like hands, or a band around my forehead. It tightened, loosened, moved about for a better position, and then tightened once again. This went on for a bit, and then my forehead was released, and the weight lifted off of me.
I never saw any shadow, hooded being, or hag. Of course, I didn't really take a look until it was over. And I wore my Cross to bed every night for a number of years after that. Though the night creature didn't come back, I did start having nightmares almost every night from then on. These nightmares were real to me at the time I was in them. I thought I was awake, until I woke up and realized it was all a dream. Not like when the 'entity' visited me. I was awake when those occurred.
In my nightmares, I was being tormented by something that would pull the covers off of my bed. It and I would struggle with the blankets in a tug-of-war. The nerves/muscles on the back of my neck would feel like a massive herd of buffalo were being stampeded in a circle, trampling over my grave nonstop. Before this happened, I never messed up my covers during the night. And I was usually in the same position as when I went to bed. No more. Every morning my top cover would be off the bed. On the floor on either side of the bed, or at the foot of the bed.
These nightmares continued for a couple of years ... and stopped when I got my braces off. Well, I still had a nightmare every now and again, but not like before. They became less and less. Though I do still have them once in a blue moon. And the back of my neck usually always does that 'stampeding over my grave' thing. The spasms really hurt too.
After I learned that someone can be awake and asleep at the same time, I did wonder if the drugs used to put me to sleep when my teeth were pulled were a part of what had happened to me. And I wondered if they strapped my head down to keep it in place while they worked.
And when my sister found that article, and everyone stated they were choked, that threw me. But then I remembered I keep the blankets up over my ears. The only part of me exposed is the top of my head. I'm really glad I wasn't choked. I really don't know how I would have handled that. I wore my Cross necklace to bed most every night for several more years, and then I slowly weened myself off of it. I do wear it whenever I'm spooked though. Because, you know, it worked so well throughout this ordeal.
So, after getting laughed at about the 'entity,' I kept the rest of this to myself. I fought my demons alone. As I still do whenever something stirs them up again.
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Post by stepper on Oct 27, 2015 19:19:51 GMT -6
Joxcee, there are several parts to your post that all deserve attention. Just keep in mind I'm a zillion miles and a couple decades away from the events so take this with a grain (maybe three) of salt.
Teeth - I have a crappy association with the tooth fairy. Basically, I didn't have your good start, but did experience some of the later problems. In my case, my jaw was not able to accommodate the all the lower teeth and they simply made room by pulling one that shifted instead of coming out, and one on the left side to make space. Braces were not an affordable option so the choice was to allow the teeth to shift to fill in the gap. After I got on active duty they pulled all four of my wisdom teeth (1,16,17, and 32). Oh what a fun memory that is.
You mentioned "I did wonder if the drugs used to put me to sleep when my teeth were pulled were a part of what had happened to me." My guess is they had nearly everything to do with what you experienced, except for what your father did to you. Several of the drugs that were used to get people to sleep also caused lucid dreams. They would explain most everything you experienced during the two visits. The rest is the normal reaction of a young person trying to cope with what you remembered happening, complicated by being laughed at - essentially they dismissed your very real experience when you needed reassurance. Now throw in the work done on your teeth and jaw. I'm hearing about an uncomfortable experience complicated (possibly) by TMJ. A common cause of TMJ is injury - or in your case a substantial amount of work done on your teeth. TMJ disorders can cause pain in your jaw joint and in the muscles that control jaw movement. That leads to an explanation of "...pressure around my forehead. It would squeeze tightly, loosen up a second while the band rotated, looking for a better position, and then it would squeeze tightly again." You were feeling discomfort from the muscles associated with the TMJ.
The nightmares were the result of what your mind "knew" happened to you - and of course you were afraid. Who wouldn't be afraid of all that? A mental association incorporating the memory of the two "visits" with the ultimate cause of the problems and pain?
None of us enjoy being laughed at - and protecting our psyche is a difficult but important thing. Again your reaction makes sense.
I suspect Phalon could say it better, but all of this makes sense in light of your post. I don't know that it makes it any easier, but sometimes sharing a burden helps.
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Post by Mini Mia on Oct 27, 2015 23:51:33 GMT -6
Ooh. Thanks for all of this information. I have a small, child-sized mouth, so dentist usually do have to stretch it as far as they can get it, especially if they're working on the back teeth. Never occurred to me it could be the cause of the tightening around my forehead.
I have heard that teeth being moved about can cause nightmares. Plus, when the wires are replaced and tightened it can cause aches and pains. Sometimes I would have to take painkillers, so this too is most likely conducive to nightmares. Having all this new explanation does make me feel better. I know it happened, but knowing the causes helps relieve the still lingering fears. Thanks. It's also nice to talk about it without the ridicule and ribbing.
The memories did haunt me last night as I was trying to get to sleep. I was afraid posting about "the entity" would bring about a recurrence of the nightmares, but it didn't. I finally took a deep breath and let it go just before falling to sleep.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 28, 2015 6:01:07 GMT -6
Nope. You explained it perfectly, a lot better than I could have, and it certainly does make sense.
When LX had braces, the work they did was pretty extensive. She never lost a baby tooth on her own; every single one of them had to be pulled by the dentist (though not at the same time!). Her adult teeth came in behind her baby teeth. The chemical reaction that normally dissolves the root of the baby tooth when an adult tooth starts to come in, never happened - she never even had a loose baby tooth. An adult tooth would come in; they'd pull the baby tooth that was supposed to have come out. Finally, all her adult teeth were in - she was nearly 17 (her last ortho appointment was the day before she went back to college this year). All but one, in the front, that is....that tooth grew sideways, and they had to put a screw in the roof of her mouth, attach a chain to it and the sideways tooth still up in her gums, and crank it down over a period of time; they also put braces on the rest of her teeth while this was going on. The headaches she used to experience as a result of all this trauma to her mouth were unbearable, and would last for days after a trip to the orthodontist. In addition, sometimes her jaw would lock, or click - TMJ. She didn't have nightmares that I knew of, but she certainly didn't sleep well.
Drugs or not, Joxie, being half-awake, or sleeping fitfully, can cause dreams to seem as if they are an actual occurrence - a person wakes up and wonders 'did that really just happen? before realizing it was just a dream. But add painkillers into the mix, you wake but aren't quite lucid, and the mind has even a more difficult time distinguishing reality from dreams.
The worst part of this all, is that you felt you couldn't share with anyone, and spent all these years with that fear still in the back of your mind!
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