Am I Crazy or Is It Me?

Sometimes I'll be doing something random--cleaning, cooking, driving, whatever--and clear as a bell, I think I hear my Mom saying my name. She's in Ohio. I'm in Colorado. Clearly, I'm hearing things.

And there's a place on one of my workout DVDs that when I get to it, every time without fail, I think I hear one of the boys crying. It's never them, but I almost always pause and listen. Just in case.

I don't really think I'm a nutter when I hear my Mom--because really, how many years did I spend at home and she WAS actually calling my name? And hearing the boys cry? It still happens practically on a daily basis so it's not too far-fetched.

On occasion, I think I hear a Looney Tunes character say a swear word. Maybe that's not too outer limits. I bet Mel Blanc would have gotten a kick out of slipping subliminal profanity into the cartoons.

But Veggie Tales? When I think I hear Bob and Larry dropping the F-bomb, I know I probably need to take a little time to myself to regroup.

It's also very likely I just need to clean my ears.