Saturday, October 18, 2008

Little Ghost

I was up way too early this morning and am getting pretty tired here on this Saturday night, so here is a song for you to wake up to Sunday morning, or enjoy late tonight...It's almost completely the White Stripes, with only a few words changed, but it seemed to me today to perfectly describe my Leopard, as yet un-named.....If you haven't heard the original, go you and find it, for it is a mighty fine tune. The chorus is un-changed and only a few words of the verses.

Love and Music,
Lorraine

"Little Ghost"

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

The first moment that I met him
I did not expect a specter
My hands were shaking tho I surely did wear gloves
He looked into me not sweetly
And I left the room discreetly
No one else could know the secret of our love

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Every morning I when I wake
And I see my little ghost
Wond'rin' if it's really him that's hiding there
I don't touch him and I whisper
But not brave enough to kiss him
I don't hold him, I would rather hold the air

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Though I try my best to keep it
There really was no secret
Must have looked like I was talking to the wall
No one else could see this apparition
But because of my condition
I fell in love with a little ghost and that was all

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above
No, it's not yet time to meet the lord above

60 Comments:

At 7:55 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi FabulousLorraine,
He almost looks relaxed. And he's using litter? I read somewhere that it was almost impossible to get them to pee in litter.

You've only had him a couple of days, haven't you? You can take a photo of him, with flash, and not have him stuck to the ceiling. You must be used to doing the impossible :) I'll be looking forward to hearing more. Who knows, maybe soon you'll have him doing the cooking & cleaning.

"Little Ghost" sounds like it was written for you and him.

DragonSally, yech. You did a fantastic job in cleaning it all up!

 
At 8:00 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

He is using his litter, and I will make a friend of this little ghost! It will, however ,take a while.

Odd thing, my Dad had wrote me, odd thing in itself, and I tossed off a few lines back about what I was doing with Leopard and Bengal Rescue and got a letter back saying how proud he was of me, truly...Hello?

Weird how things from your past can come back at you...

 
At 8:06 PM , Blogger AletaMay said...

Perfect song -- well done.

Wow. Interesting indeed how the strings of the past and present get woven together. Your father should be proud. I am glad that he said so.

Off to try and sleep off this cold thing. 'Night!

 
At 8:08 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

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At 8:10 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah. I guess parent/child relationships are always a bit ....fraught?

It's great that he wrote and said that.

 
At 8:13 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I had meant to phrase that differtly and typed it oddly.

Just that he never did seem to believe in what I was doing, and never thought I could achieve what I wanted. I did, and now he seems proud but there is this weird feeling of, well where were you when I needed you..

Too much thinking out loud after being up way too early, I am thinking...

 
At 8:16 PM , Blogger AletaMay said...

I understand what you mean Q.

Yup.

 
At 8:30 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Parents are a bit of a hard subject for me.

I'm trying to find a level of equanimity in thinking about my parents. My dad died when I was 12, and I love my mum dearly, but we're very different people.

I think nobody's perfect and sometimes it can be years later that you fully understand things that have been said, or conversations you've had, or deeds that have been done and you can forgive them.

 
At 8:42 PM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Yeah, I get that too, Lorraine, tho that would be my mother. Like you, Procrastinator, my dad died while I was quite young, and my mom died 17 years ago. It was a complicated relationship, one that I still sort out at times. I love little ghost, that should be his name.

 
At 8:45 PM , Blogger ariandalen said...

Cool!

And I completely understand about your Dad. Mine has been dead just shy of five years, and I still don't understand why he did things the way he did in relation to me.

 
At 8:54 PM , Blogger Dragonsally said...

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At 8:55 PM , Blogger Dragonsally said...

oh damn, sorry to those who get this twice, I forgot to tick the follow up by email box...
Its such a universal thing isn't it, the relationships we have with our parents. I envy those people who seem to be best buddies with their folks, no misunderstandings, live close by and our great friends. Craving understanding and approval from our families is surely part of the human condition, and I am glad your father has recognised how special you are Lorraine, and that he has let you know.

 
At 8:58 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

My thanks, Fiends, I strongly suspect we all have simular stories. Got to me for a moment, haven't thought about it in years...

 
At 9:04 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ivenotime, that's sad to have lost both parents by the time you did (assuming you're not yet 60?)

And please, anyone reading you can just call me Jacqui or Jac.

 
At 9:04 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

It's odd Dragnonsally, in that I don't want apporoval from him, and had long since left that behind and cut ties,just that after so long he would come back, and be proud over such a thing... Not sure how to take it or if I want to...

I do envy people who are close to thier parents, I don't have that. It must be a fine thing.

I've been on my own since I was very young.

 
At 9:13 PM , Blogger Dragonsally said...

Oh yeah, I do understand what you mean

At some level though, deep deep inside...oh, I'm writing a fairy tale!

Old memories, old expectations buried deep - oh, the odd things they do even though we no longer hold on to those hopes or expectations. Something innate in it all.

 
At 9:13 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

FabulousLorraine, it is annoying when parents "take credit" for what you do, especially if they have bagged you for it in the first place.

It's long been an interest of mine, young people who have to fend for themselves when quite young, even those who live within families.

Many end up drug addicted, mentally ill, or in prison, but many don't.

I bet you've got one hell of a story to tell and I'd love to hear it someday.

 
At 10:56 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

It IS perfect.
Made for you two.

Ans it's great that you dad write you this especially if your relationship has been a little tense.

 
At 12:01 AM , Blogger Stacy Hurt said...

midnight in the garden... most of the fiends are sleeping. i'm peeking in to leave a message for Fablo; i'm so glad He is doing well; eating well at least! if I were there I'd have a hard time keeping my eyes off him he's so lovely. *now I have Tom Jones in my head singing 'pussycat, pussycat i love youuuu'* time for bed.

 
At 12:42 AM , Blogger Chantrelle said...

It's nearly 1am and i'm just heading to bed after spending all day making new halloween costumes. Ben decided, since his friends haven't read Coraline, that he doesn't want to be the 'others'. I can't blame him really, and i want him to love halloween, so we're now Toy Story "extras"...Ben is slinky dog, hubby is Emperor Zurg and I'm Bo Peep...Bo Peep costume = heavy and hard to make. I don't really like the end result but i did what i could, we have a costume dinner at our house tomorrow...well, today now!
Night all!

I'll come read comments and say something more meaningful for you all tomorrow i'm sure ;-)

 
At 5:07 AM , Blogger Yoopergurl said...

Hi all, I was one with you in spirit(or spirits i guess) last night, my Rollins experience is coming up this weekend, sat nite I went to a wine tasting, so I was drinking like alot of you fine folks. I'm not sure why but after the age of 40, I have really come to appreciate alcohol. I Gotta check out the Stripes song. Hope everyone has a terrific day!

 
At 6:23 AM , Blogger Rubius said...

I only know that song because you sang it in your birthday week concerts. I adored it then and I adore this version too. It seems to fit you and Bagheera perfectly ... and I like that name, you can purr it at him in a friendly way.

Sorry I have been away so long. It's going to take a while to catch up... but I LOVE this cat of yours. He is just breathtaking. I have only read bits of the last week but when you said "If I can bond with him, I will never be able to send him away, it would be too cruel, and if I can't, he certainly can't go anywhere else. I'm his chance." my first thought was 'absolutely right you can't give him away... except that if you couldn't handle this one then I would change apartments, find a proper two-cat place, sign up for the bengal rescue society, and MAKE a home for that gorgeous cat. Oh, he is stunning. And you are certainly a Fabulous chance. I know you will bond with him, I know you can do this... and I am proud of you for doing it too.

I will come back and read and chat later, this is the middle of the night for me, I woke up around 4ish with a stretched out/pinched/aching shoulder that I couldn't sleep with and now it is 6:20ish and I may have finally stretched it back into place. Thank Fod it's a weekend for me.

 
At 6:28 AM , Blogger ivenotime said...

I would bet many of us have shared the same experiences - I left home at 17 (if I remember correctly, you were younger than that when you left weren't you Lorraine?) Lost my father at 9, my mother at 35, lost my in-laws within the next 5 years too, so my kids have never known grandparents - sad that they don't have a sense of heritage or generation. I too envy those who have great relationships with their folks, and families that are loving and close. (oh and Jac, I'm not quite 60, but that is the next decade - I'm 52, but fod knows i feel like a kid yet:) Lorraine, I wonder if your father is experiencing some regret and is trying to reach out?

 
At 7:29 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Morning everyone!

I'd somehow forgotten about Halloween! I need to make a trip to one of the Big Spirit SHops and STOCK UP! I really need a skeloton for the Romance Room. Nothing says love like old bones.

Yeah, there's a story no doubt and I am sure we all have a similar one to tell, someone once said "you may have had a good childhood or a bad one, but by the time you are 30 it is over, move on"

I'll roll with it, it's all good.

Rubious, you can still change apartments and adopt a Bengal, mine is not the only one, and there are so many in rescue....Your Lamie was a rescue wasn't she?

Look at us saving the world!!!!! I want someone to save a Bengal for me, I am maxed out here!

Oh, Rollins is next weekend? Now I feel better, I have a gig. Better to miss it because I have a gig and not because I am lying on my couch.

Right., this is turning into an essay. Tea.

 
At 8:37 AM , Blogger Jess said...

I bought one of these. That's all I've got for Halloween so far. Something tells me that I'm being way too picky, here. :D

I want a gargoyle, too, but I haven't found the right sort. I want a squat, grumpy one. I know they exist: I've seen them on churches.

Oh my Fods I just realised I never read the gargoyle story. I have to go back and find that!

It's good that your dad wrote, and told you he was proud. I think you're right that after a while you just have to let some things go whether they're resolved or not-- you just make yourself tired otherwise. When he said it isn't important. It's that he did say it, and meant it.

How's Leopard Boy this morning? Did he ever eat his steak?

 
At 8:37 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Excellent idea.
Tea.

 
At 8:54 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Very cute, Jess. It's weird with Halloween things this year, it's like it has all gone Cute, at least what I have found.

My Leopard DID eat all his steak and used the litter box. Baby steps. He hasn't come out to see me, but that's t be expected. I will make more steak for him today and we shall see.

He is trying to gnaw up the plastic by the door, poor guy. I wish I could tell him IN was better..

Lunch, then more tea. Good to have a Plan...

 
At 9:03 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

There is this incredible smell of cake pervading the house (pervading. That's a good word of the day, that).
I hope it turns out as nice as the scent...

 
At 9:25 AM , Blogger Jess said...

Yeah, it was like the least cutesy thing they had over at Target. They do have some skeletons and things over there, too, and a faux black rose door wreath...but none of that's really me, either. I'm pretty low key: I like cornstalks and pumpkins, style of thing. Maybe I'll break down and buy and actual pumpkin or two, or summat.

It's hard around this neighbourhood-- people go nuts for porch decorations, and they always seem to be trying to outdo each other. Several of our neighbours have had Halloween decorations up for weeks already-- not just a pumpkin or a ghost here and there, but full haunted graveyard setups with spooky lights and everything. Apparently it's no longer enough to switch on your light, smile, and hand out chocolate.

/Halloween whinge

Baby steps! It's all you can do, really. He'll come around.

I demand a Full Cake Report. What sort of cake?

I still have one slice of plum cake left from the last one I made-- and that was like a week ago. Bleh. :P I think we're officially tired of plum cake.

 
At 9:29 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

It was supposed to be some sort of pear bread. But I did not have pears so poached some quinces in moscato wine to make up for them. Then changed the proportions in the original recipe (less sugar, less flour). Not sure how it will turn out when eaten (tomorrow , by my colleagues at work) but it sure smells nice now...

 
At 9:38 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I want some cake too! Yum!!

The block where I have my Spooky House is on block off from the street we used to call Halloween Central, which was two blocks where EVERY house went nuts. I love it, I I must confess....

Not enough to decorate outside, and inside is always kind of Halloween...

 
At 9:52 AM , Blogger Kitty Cat said...

i see that leaving the Fiend blog for even 12 hours, that i can come back to some friendly neighborhood headshrinking.
whatta place!
Q, as you know, i am head over heels in love with my adorable parents. They were really the ones that, if you can imagine this, put a wind-up key in the back of each kid and let us go, watching in love as we trundled down the street of life. i am so lucky, this is truth. Believe your father when he says he is very proud of you, you are a success story.

So LG, the little Ghosty. i hope you have a little time to just sit with him, read a book, and let him pick up on your molecules.
Jess, Blossom?? One of the roadie world's all time favorite venues to play. Have you ever been in the backstage area there? It is outfitted with many video games, jukebox & even air hockey. When we see Blossom on the itinerary, we cheer---
ok, coffee time, and i am behind in blogging, last nigh was the Scream awards, & i totally snuck my camera in...yeow!
ps Nat-a-law, i love you for thinking that was my poem. xoxox

 
At 9:54 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

It felt (feels still) like you, Cat.
Are SURE you did not write this?

 
At 10:03 AM , Blogger Kitty Cat said...

S-law, maybe because my car is named Ghosty, it feels like a love song to him....
what time is it where you are?

Batman has finally forgiven me for my absence, i woke up and he was lying on me, there is peace in the valley once again.

 
At 10:05 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Shortly after 19:00.
Time to bring the cats in for their dinner...

 
At 10:09 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I forgot your cat was named Ghosty, very well then, I shall name my Leopard after your car, Kitty,

Let us know when the new pics are up on your blog, yes? I remember Scream awards from last year.....

We like shrinking heads here. Feels right.

And oh, Kitty, Boss had a sentence that started "Can you.." and ended with "You may want Kitty to help you..." SO get ready for fun...

 
At 11:05 AM , Blogger Beez said...

I have a really really large hairy spider that almost covers the French windows at the front of the apartment...as well as all kinds of other gothic-y Halloween goodies. Never have gone for the cutsey stuff

The kid's birthday is the 29th of October, so we stretch Halloween and his b'day into one looonnnggg holiday.

Parents- Kitty, you were blessed. I hope that's the kind of parent I am. I try. Son & heir and I have a good relationship- but I may be delusional :P

My dad was my best friend growing up, but he died young. Mom and I fought from pretty much the time I was old enough to talk until well into adulthood.
I'm just so happy that we had worked out our relationship and been friends for a few years before she died.

 
At 12:13 PM , Blogger Jess said...

Cat - Nope, never been backstage at Blossom. Who knew all that stuff was back there?! (Well, you did, I suppose.) I love it there, though-- just a beautiful part of Ohio to be in. And about ten minutes from my parents' house! Very convenient for all my entertainment needs when I'm out that way. :)

Man, I gotta shrink me some apple-heads. This weekend is getting away from me...

Quince bread! Yum!

 
At 12:15 PM , Blogger Stacy Hurt said...

I am at war with cutesy halloween. My neighbor; she is cute halloween central; replete with metal archways covered in tiny orange lights; glow skeletons all along the white picket fence; plastic door scenes covering her doors & plastic jack's covering her garage lights just to name a few. At our house; Halloween is meant to scare the crap outta you; if you make it to the front door; you deserve a treat but then you have to beware of those that may or may not be 'handing' it over.... when the kids leave my neighbors house they are all giddy & smiles & laughing (with their parents in tow sporting the requistie flashlights; extra jackets; water bottles & so on)they sort of warily skirt our front grass; not sure if they should wander up through it or proceed safely up the cement (and what is it that makes them think cement is safer?) driveway to the walk around.

spookiest house i ever encountered when taking my own little one (10years past) out was the best & it creeps me out to this day. Nothing spectacular mind you; just tree in the front yard with a swing; and no music or noise; just a witch quietly swinging; silent as the grave & all her whispy costume fluttering in the breeze. we stopped and were trying to figure out if she was real or etherial... then she bid us over and was the truly the sweetest person ever (which only made me more creeped out, really). i go by that house now and again (in our housing tract) and see the tree in daylight; the empty swing; the unadored yard and i want to live there.

any reeeeaaaalllly scary halloween stories of trick or treating out there?



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At 1:34 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Halloween should be Spooky and it should last all year round.

I am having something very surprisingly like a Day Off! I am at work but things have been pretty lazy, taking the dog for a lovely fall walk and such.

Tonight I am going to watch some bad movies. Not sure what yet....

 
At 1:36 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

\o/ Yay for a day off!
Just finished writing a story and going to bed. Talk to you all in the morning.

 
At 1:38 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

'Night Nathilie!

Do I get to read this story? And more importantly, is the cake still intact for tomorrow or did it get nibbled on?

 
At 1:47 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Not until you have read all the ones I have sent you (really Lorraine, do you have the time to read ALL this?). But if it gets published, never fear: I'll put the link in the brag box on either one of my blogs.
Hard one it was to write too. The editor was pestering me to write science fiction despite me telling him that I don't write any because I work in it. But according to him, that makes me an expert and experts write papers. Riiiight...

On more serious matters, I can eport that cake is untouched, nobody in this house being much interested in such things (the rice pudding on the other hand...). Having said that, I think I shall have to try a tiny piece tomorrow to see if it is edible before putting it on offer (I have a reputation to protect).

Good night all.

 
At 2:17 PM , Blogger Beez said...

Apropos of nothing right now, but remember the pumpkin recipes and such we were swapping this time last year?

Look at this one! Yum.

http://www.aldimeals.com/cgi-bin/recipe?id.11302

 
At 2:46 PM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

I think all cats are ghosts of various stripes.

 
At 2:49 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I think you are right Dan....Nothing screams Ghost like a Cat.

Nathilie you are making me hungry...

 
At 4:05 PM , Blogger Dragonsally said...

I never used to envy people who celebrated Halloween until I became part of the global tribe through the interwebs and shared the joy of my friend in Fort Worth who makes Halloween truly spooky for her young nephews.
Unfortunately the cutesy side has become commercial here (what a surprise) and the shops of full of faux-scary.

Dan, my kitty isn't just a ghost - she's a ghoul. Too much delight taken by her in the middle of the night with mischief.
Jess, I couldn't open your link. Curiosity not satisfied at all.

 
At 4:25 PM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Yes halloween has cute'd out here too - the blow up things are the worst as most of the time the fan isn't on so they lay on the lawn like limp rags. tho down the road there is a pretty creepy automaton that is a gravelly voiced pirate beckoning one in closer, closer, closer....

i made shrunken heads. a lot of them. i left them in the oven. i forgot they were in the oven. i put the oven on to broil some chicken. blackheads. :(

 
At 4:38 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Down with cute Halloween!!!!

Let's scare somthing...Speaking of scare, I just got really scared and was going to leave a comment but it got too long so I did a new post about my latest Leopard scare...

Sue, Blackheads!!!!!!!!! Oh dear!

 
At 4:44 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like National Lampoon have a premise for a new movie.

I had no idea houses were decorated or adults dressed up as well. Sounds like fun.

 
At 4:47 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

You have NO idea! I should take some pics of my neighbours for those of you far away, these people don't mess around!

I have been out in LA the last few years for Halloween, and am really looking forward to being here this year. Generally it is Boss who is here and he comes to my place to do the trick or treat thing. He has a really strange , uh, rabbit that is truly scary......

I have it now and am looking forward to Scaring the Children this year.

I had some vacation plans in the works, LA wise, but alas, they are now off, as I can't leave my Leopard, obviously.

 
At 4:49 PM , Blogger AletaMay said...

I must admit that I like both the scary and the cute Halloween. Not only cute though. Only scary or mixed scary and cute. I also like the classy autumn look -- as Jess mentioned -- corn stalks and pumpkins.

What I really do not like much (and if anyone here has these that is just fine -- this is only my opinion) are the big giant blow up things. I don't like those for the winter holiday's either. They are, for me, not at all cute and an entirely different kind of scary.

 
At 4:54 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I am not a huge fan of the blow up things either, but I suspect the taste of the person useing them is what would come thru, much like Xmas, which I have to admit I opted out of years ago.

A long about the point that things started showing up Xmas wise in September. And all the expctations of you HAVE to stress out, and shop and buy things for people you dont' like and eat baked good. The magic went.

 
At 5:06 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'd love to see what people do with their houses at Halloween.

I used to love Christmas too, but now it's just a big chore. Except
Christmas morning with my girls (7 & 9), that's a lot of fun.

I don't remember houses being decorated on the outside when I was a kid, but now, some people go way out.

 
At 5:10 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Xmas is great if you have kids, and can make it magic for them, but it HAS gotten to be way too big a chore.

New Years now for me means gig for lots of $$ which is nice.

 
At 5:38 PM , Blogger AletaMay said...

I do Xmas -- but in a pretty mellow way. We do understated decorations -- a pine garland with white lights on the porch. What I really like about that is they are more like winter decorations than actually being Xmas decorations so there is no worry about when they get up or down.

The last years of my mother's life it was a sort of stressful time of year as we tried to figure out ways to make it meaningful for her -- that is a longer story than I want to get into at this moment I guess and sort of relates to the parents conversation we where having here earlier -- but it was hard.

Now I think of it as a time to celebrate the solstice and the new year and honor certain family traditions of Christmas that feel warm and nostalgic for me. I have finally figured out how to celebrate what I want to celebrate in the ways I want to celebrate and really enjoy it again.

 
At 6:05 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think it's great to celebrate the way you want to, it makes it more meanigful and enjoyable.

Here in Australia, Christmas Day is usually really hot (around 100). We cook turkey and pork and roast vegetables and plum pudding, because that's what the old people like.

We then drive all over the place to "catch up" with everybody.

My perfect Christmas would be fresh seafood on the beach.

 
At 7:27 PM , Blogger Dragonsally said...

Jac - don't forget the Christmas flies. If only we could dress them in festive little costumes.
In my home town, there was one house that put on the most fantastic display every christmas. Because we're talking country, people literally came for miles to see it. so special.

The last few years the displays around here have been falling off for some reason. Maybe they all decided the electricity bills were too enormous.

I just love taking the dogs for a walk to look at the lights and decorations and seeing all the littlies believe in the magic.

 
At 7:39 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I have always wondered about Xmas in countries where it falls in the heat of summer, so much of what we do is based on it being cold.....

I do love the lights. Why don't we have lights up year roud?

 
At 10:36 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Cake is weird...
It looks like it has been cooked sufficiently (which it has). It tastes good but the look of it...
It could be playing Halloween (cakes can be cheeky sometimes).
Scary rabbit?
I have heard of Disapproving Rabbits, but scary? We'll be wanting some pictures.

 

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