Who Is the White Lady of Union Cemetery? (And Can We Finally Give Her a Real Name?) 👩🏻🦳
Let’s be honest: being a ghost is hard enough without people calling you “The White Lady” like you’re some haunted mannequin from a discount bridal outlet. For more than a century, Connecticut locals have whispered about a pale figure gliding through the mist of Union Cemetery in Easton. She floats. She flickers. She might smell […]
⚰️Union Cemetery’s White Lady Walks
🕯️ CASE FILE: THE WHITE LADY Known haunt: Union Cemetery, Easton, Connecticut Known behavior: Drifting silently through the mist, vanishing just before you blink, and passing unspoken judgment on your late-night snack choices. They say she glows. They say she mourns…a child possibly. They say she once locked eyes with a ghost hunter—and his flashlight died of shame. […]
The Inner Peace Plot Twist
Even the dead want my snacks When I was 36, I thought “working on my mindset” meant journaling, mindfulness, and possibly joining a women’s circle called Moon Chalice Magic. Now that I’m 56? My mind is set alright. Specifically: Yes, I saw that ghostly hand try to take my snacks back. Nice try, Casper. No ghouls […]
Crackers in the Dark with Dr. Nibblestein
BREAKING: Why did you devour those crackers in the dead of night? What drives the sudden urge to raid your partner’s plate? At the Midlife Institute, we’re not just asking these questions—we’re savoring them. Step into the whimsical world of the Midlife Institute for Behavioral Bites with your host, Dr. Sybil Nibblestein. Imagine a place […]
Rattles, Whispers, and Nacho Crumbs: A Kitchen Apparition
🏚️ In a frequently-visited corner of a remote Connecticut home, something stirs in the shadows. A side table, vintage and sturdy, suddenly wobbles —slowly, deliberately—without a hand to coax it. No hint of a draft sneaking in. No paws padding nearby. No pets curious enough to cause the disturbance…or investigate further. Just the softest, most […]
The Crinkle in the Night
It always starts the same way. With a whispering rustle… the ancient language of foil. The time is 2:36 a.m. The house sleeps. Except me. Drawn by a hunger that’s less craving and more curse, I drift barefoot through shadowed halls, led by the siren song of snacks. The pantry door creaks—not by hand, but by pact. […]
Shocking Ka-kooch Sighting! Beware
Nature lovers, hikers, and anyone who’s ever tried to pee in the woods without a cheering section—this one’s for you. In this cute and hilarious hiking short, Mr. and Mrs. Raines demonstrate the very latest in forest etiquette (spoiler: it involves yelling “Ka-Kak!” and “Ka-Kooch!” like your dignity depends on it). If you’ve ever needed a funny […]