A while back, I borrowed a book on CD from my Sis-In-Law. She goes to the library and rents an ass-load of CD Books for her & her girls to listen to in the car. When she last came over, I took one and told her I'd let her know how it was.
My brat who is 12, would listen with me on my way to drop her off at school. Her ride to school is not such a long one, except it is 20 miles in the OPPOSITE direction of where I'm going for work. But whatever. You want them to get a good FREE education? There is no such animal. It's going to cost you, one way or another.
But I digress. It was a Dean Koontz book...and they always have some creep factor. This particular story, I'm not sure if it was a SERIES or just random book, is about a guy who sees ghosts. To make a long story (and it was long..8 or so hours long) short, this guy, Odd Thomas, has a friend who gets kidnapped by someone who is trying to lure him into showing HER (yeah, the bad guy is a HER) ghosts. She's into some weird occult type shit and says some of the weirds non-sensical things that make not-one-lick of sense to you, the listener, or Odd Thomas aka Mr. Good guy. One of those things is: "Whenever someone hangs a black snake it a tree, it rains."
Mr. Good guy has some internal comment like this lady is truly TRULY batshit, and both the brat & I have to agree..although, the brat knows better than to say batshit.
Flash forward: Even though all of last week it was so hot it was like living on the surface of the sun, a couple of days ago, clouds started rolling in and it's been sort of overcast all week.
The brat who had gotten chewed out JUST that morning because even though she KNOWS we need to leave at the crack of dawn, insists on trying to oversleep every damn day, send me a text message: Mommy, I think somebody has just hung a dead black snake in a tree.
I'm laughing hysterically at work and thinking. I really DO love her. That's my baby.