[Keggy]

And I have to tell someone else... so you guys are the one to hear this!

Ok... background... I have been spending the day rearranging my bedroom furniture with my husband... looks cozy now too. He spent an hour or two trying to get this nail polish stain out of the carpet... its been there 12 years, (tiny stain now large) but the carpet looks great otherwise... but anyhow as you can guess the bedroom is now fumy.

More background... (sorry!) I have a dysfunctional family up the kazoo, and one of the many things that has gone on is that my sisters have taken most of the family herilooms and let me have diddly... my mother does the same and its been a huge issue for me. There have only been 4 things I wanted, a painting of the Montauk lighthouse my grandfather did many, many years ago that was stolen (I believe by my sis). A ring that he had in his jewlery box with no significance to anyone but me, and worth little that my mom gave to my daughter (who then lets me wear it) a cookie jar my mom got as a gift 50 years ago she gave to my sis, and a needlepoint that my great grandmother did that my grandfather gave to me... and my mom gave to my sis (yeah).

Ok... so now you see this is a bit of therapyto unload this... anyway....

There were lots of other artifacts that were treasures in the family that my sisters got, but those were the ones that I wanted. Ultimately, I have the ring... but thats another story.. its not mine.

Well, today after cleaning the bedroom I was picking up this old watercolor painting that no one had wanted that was in my bedroom. I wanted to take the old frame off (the glass had broken tearing the painting) and store the painting in my portfolio until I could get it fixed and reframed... thought it may look cool. I took it out of the frame and tried to put it in the portfolio but it was too big with the mat on it.

SO I started to remove the mat... its old and dingy anyway. My grandfather had taped it on the painting in about 8 places so I was carefully peeling off the tape. The painting was tearing every two seconds and ... really upsetting me!! But I suddenly realized that there was a second piece of paper behind the painting and it seemed to have a painting on it too! I lifted it up and lo and behold it was a painting of the lighthouse just like the one that was stolen years ago!!!

You wouldn't beleive the chills that went through my body!

I thought maybe I was dreaming or had passed out from the fumes from the nail polish remover!! This is like one of the freakest things!! Can you imagine! THis painting has been sitting in someones corner since 1978, nobody wanted it, which is why I got it!! My grandfather must have accidently put two water colors together and wondered what happened to that second one. Anyone else may have ditched the painting entirely after the glass broke, and tore the painting... but... being as I got so little I wanted to repair it.
Now I have that painting I always wanted..
Is that bizzarre or what?