Will Someone Please Give This Woman A Mylar Balloon?
The other night Pat had to work for another hour or so, so I went to sleep. About 45 minutes later I saw his silhouette cross the room and he was holding a mylar balloon. He brought it over to his side of the bed to “hide” it from me, and then went back to work for a couple of minutes. He came to bed a little later and this was our exchange:
Me: Where’s my balloon?
Him: What?
Me: My balloon. Where is it?!
Him: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Me: No, I saw you come in 15 minutes ago carrying a mylar balloon and you put it over there by your side of the bed, where did it go? It was for me, wasn’t it?
Him: Beckey, seriously? I don’t have a balloon, and you’re kinda scaring me a little bit.
Me: Fine. Whatever, but I still want my balloon.
HOLY SHIT!! People I’m hallucinating!!
I could have sworn I saw Pat carrying a balloon for me, what’s scary was that I was totally awake when I was demanding it. I can’t even blame my delusion on being in that weird dream-state where coffee pot hats totally sound like the next great idea. No, I was 100% awake, sitting up and irrationally asking for my balloon.
A tip for my husband: tonight before I fall asleep, please give me a mylar balloon, I’ll really appreciate it.
Thanks.
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by Marketing Mama
June 3rd, 2008
3:55 pm
LOL - that’s weird. Instead of a hallucination, however, I’d jump straight to a paranormal explanation. Much more cool and creepy than just being crazy.
by Jamye
June 3rd, 2008
8:09 pm
When I was little that used to happen to me. But instead of Pat, it was my mom and instead of a balloon it was a birthday cake. I would see her put it on my bed and then I would go to pick it up and it was gone. I would always go find her and be so angry that she took it away. I remember it being so real!!! Don’t worry, you’re not crazy…or, maybe we both are.
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