Bacon’s Show and Tell

This month we are highlighting something comical – not necessarily a toy – that happened sometime in your life that is hilarious.  Mom and dad have the perfect story that I’m going to share today.  Gather around my friends for a belly buster.

Let’s go way back – WAY, WAY back around 25 years.  Mom and dad had not been dating that long.  Mom had a Dodge Omni at the time that was less than dependable.  Lot’s of times, mom would go over dad’s house (who lived with his parents at the time) and have dinner.  After dinner, dad would drive with mom home and his parents would follow to bring him back.  They did this because her car just wasn’t to trusty.  She actually named this car Squeaky for a reason.  He would squeak all.of.the.time.  Kind of comical but mom was young and broke, still living at home with her parents trying to safe money.

So this one particular night was a late Friday.  It was dark outside and the same routine.  Dad would drive with mom so they could talk and dad’s parents would follow behind.  They always went the same route.  This one night though, dad’s parents got caught by the red light.  Mom kept going and broke down.  Squeaky took a huff and puff and just quit.  Mom got a flashlight out of the glove box and gave it to dad.  Dad had this scared look in his eyes and said, “What do you want me to do?”  Mom’s reply was priceless, “Hold the flashlight for me silly.”

So there they were on the side of the road, hood up, daddy holding the flashlight and my grease monkey of a mom tinkering underneath.  And guess who rolls up beside them?  Snorts – dad’s parents.  They started laughed hilariously because usually it’s the man working on cars.  But you see mom has lots of bigger brothers and her dad taught her the basics of car repair.  So dad’s parents are nagging him and laughing and that’s when it happened.  Mom told dad to get in the car and try turning it on.  There were doubts from daddy and his parents but guess what.  It cranked!

Everyone still laughs to this day that it would have been a perfect Christmas card – snorts.

 

31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

Hello my spooky friends.  I hope you have been having an awesome time so far this month on my 31 Days of Spook.  Today we have another story submission from my Auntie Sharon who lives in Australia.  You may know her better as gentlestitches.  Do you know her from down under?  If not, you are missing out on a wonderful friend.  Please be sure to check her out and tell her Bacon sent you.  Now for her tale of fright.

“A change of pace from Australia today. No horrible apparitions, weird man eating beasts, no outback disappearances and definitely no disgruntled yowies or bunyips creating havoc and preying on innocent tourists. This is about a fair dinkum “healing house” in Sydney.

This otherwise normal house in Guilford has become known as a “House of Miracles” with people flocking to it’s doors and many reporting cures and relief from symptoms.

Apparently it all started a few weeks after the owners 17 year old son was tragically killed in an automobile accident in 2006. People report the walls of the house began dripping oil and the boys parents were convinced their son was communicating with them.

Since then there has been a lot of investigations,skepticism and people saying they have been healed. Apparently the Dad was involved in fraud charges at one time but I think “miracles are just as likely to happen to someone with a past as to someone with out one. The walls continue to “drip oil” and people continue to report miracles to this day. The owners of the house refuse to take any money.

What do you think: haven or hoax?”