Thursday, February 9, 2012

Whoa, Nessie!

The Loch Ness Monster is haunting me.

I'm serious.  It started fairly recently.  I hadn't thought about good ole' Nessie in years.  (I used to spend a lot of time thinking about her.  It's a she, right?  Of course it's a she! But, we'll get to that in a minute.)  So, the husband and I were sitting around discussing vacation plans for next year.  Places were tossed out:  Italy, Costa Rica, Ireland, SCOTLAND!  When he mentioned Scotland, I said, "Can we go see Nessie?"  He laughed because he thought I was joking.  I wasn't.  Sure, I want to see castles but I've got to see Loch Ness!

Next, we were watching How I Met Your Mother and Nessie came up again.  We'd never watched this show before but it's streaming on Netflix and we thought, why not? It's pretty funny and whatnot but ANYWAY, one of the characters is obsessed with the Loch Ness Monster (See?!  Haunting!) and I giggled and said, "That's like me."  Tim looked at me like I was crazy.  Then, I had to tell him the whole story.

In 4th grade, we had to do projects for school.  We were to choose a famous person to do a report on.  I chose the Loch Ness Monster instead of Gandhi or Charlie Chaplin or Joan Of Arc.  Never mind that Nessie wasn't a person and she might not even exist. I didn't care.  I blew up a photo of her (above) to use as my backdrop.  I stood in front of the class and read firsthand account after firsthand account.  I charted the sightings.  I hypothesized that she had been trapped in that lake since the dinosaurs!  (Totally made sense to me at the time.)  I handed out laminated blurry photos of her chilling in the water.  Everybody got one and I imagined my classmates going home and carefully sticking the photo in the side of their dresser mirrors so they too could gaze at her every morning.  For years after my little report, I considered myself a Loch Ness Monster expert and I spent a lot of time pondering who she was, where she came from and how she hid from people.  (Underwater cave, guys.  Totes.) Then I grew up and forgot about Nesserama.

Until now.  So, there was the Scotland talk and the television show.  Then, this morning, I noticed a Nessie photo in my Tumblr feed.  (Reblogged it.)  Also, there was a Nessie print in one of the flash sales I check everyday.  (Bought it.)  What's next, a sign-twirler dressed like Nessie?  A song on the radio about the Loch Ness Monster?

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!!!

I don't know.  Maybe Nessie is getting trendy like zombies and werewolves.  Maybe she's been there all along but I was just so busy I never noticed.  Or maybe, just maybe, she's trying to send me a message.  If so, hang in there, Nessie girl.  I'm coming to see you soon.  Stay put!

*photo via luvi.