O.k. so there was that time I told my husband about the people I saw on the moon while
tele-gazing one night in the back yard. In my defense, there are others who claim they’ve
seen the bunny though I may the first to see a man in a business suit. It took Kelly awhile
to convince me there aren’t any people on the moon and it was probably one of the more
silly disagreements we’ve ever had with each other. By the end of the night, the scientific
method won.
And we’ll never forget the 2007 trip on the way back to Texas from Arizona.
A disc shaped object in the sky seemed to be following us for at least fifty miles in
New Mexico after dark. Hubby saw it too. However, he wasn’t all that concerned
especially at first. I insisted he pull over so I could call a friend on my cell phone who
believed in the possibility of alien life visiting our planet.This person did not believe I
could be witnessing a ufo. Such an amazing experience couldn’t possibly unfold in the
life of someone she knew personally.
My husband, the skeptic refused to take most of my suggestions.I rationalized
he should drop me off at the gas station so he could drive into the field across
the street just to see if the ufo would follow him. I wasn’t actually being serious about
that part. It was just a trick to find out if he was secretly afraid of being abducted.
However, he did agree to stop at the convenient store so I could go in and question
the staff about the typical goings on in the area. The border patrol and the military
filed in one after the other, pretending to purchase late night snacks while I figured
they were probably watching me as they likely didn’t want my story getting out.
I waited for them to leave.
As I made my way to the counter to pay for my peanuts, I noticed the chashier resembled an
alien from outer space with beady, little eyes and a funny nose. I ask him if people ever come
in saying they’ve witnessed anything strange happening in the sky. As I stood there waiting
for an answer, I imagined he’d rip the mask off his face to reveal a ghastly creature underneath
and Will Smith would probably bust through the door with an alien zapper to rescue me.
The cashier replied,” well, this is New Mexico.” Enough said. He had probably heard it all before.
Outside in the car, my spouse waited for me to return to good sense. Back on the high way,
the u.f.o. continued to follow us. My husband managed to convince me the only thing we
were a witness to involved obscure activity conducted by the U.S. government.
He had a point considering we kept passing military bases and the border patrol was all
over the place. Therefore, we made it back to Texas safely and I’m the only person I know
of who stopped believing in ufo’s the moment I finally saw one or shortly afterwards.
Thanks, honey!