The Long Island Medium

I have a new obsession.

I'm not one for watching television. Not at all. Typically, if it's not on Nick Jr. or the Disney Channel, I have no idea what it's about. There's just too much to do in an average day that I never take the time to sit down and get into anything. Relaxing is not something I'm good at. My ADD kicks into hyper drive and I get fidgety. I have to be doing at least two other things while watching for me to view an entire episode. I'm actually biting my nails in between typing these sentences because the thought of just sitting and doing nothing really makes me nervous.

But enough about my dysfunctional brain. (Is there a medication that covers a broad spectrum of crazy/ADD/mommy mush brain/can't remember jack/easily bored in any given situation? If there is, hook me up.)

 I recently caught a show on TLC called "The Long Island Medium." If you haven't had the pleasure and the title didn't spell it out for you, it's about a medium....from Long Island. And this woman with horrible hair and dagger-like nails, channels the dead. I kid you not. Sometimes she's vague, but more often than not she'll say things like, "So who's Laura?" And the person she's channeling to will say, "My dead grandmother." And then she'll go off on a tangent about this spirit and the message they want to convey in very specific details.

Wes was a non-believer. He poked fun at the one and only show that has me glued to the tube. Or at least I thought that, until I caught him yesterday watching a marathon without me! It's now become "our show," and we marvel at this woman together.

Say what you will, skeptics. It's damn fine television, and it sure is nice to have something that helps me quiet my brain for 30 minutes.

While we're on the topic of channeling the dead, Taylor has said her fair share of odd and spooky comments the last few years. And this weekend she said something that stopped me dead in my tracks. (Pardon the pun.)

Now just stop right there if you're going to laugh at me, because I SWEAR this is a true story.

Ready?

*cue creepy music*
My mom had just dropped the kids off at our house and she was leaving to visit my new nephew, Robby. Taylor was coming to the table to sit down for lunch and she randomly starts sing songing, "N-A-N-N-Y!" She stopped and asked me, "What does that spell?" And I said, "It spells Nanny."

"Who's that?" she asked.

"That was my grandma. But she passed away before you were born," I said. "Why did you just say that?"

Taylor said, "I don't know." And she continues to eat her lunch.

....Wonder if TLC will give us our own show.