A Ghost Among Us

Halloween isn’t just for the kids..right? So last night Drac and I went out to meet the crowd on Church Street in Toronto for a block party which lasted till 2 a.m.  Dracula loves this time of year, but personally I have dare we say.. grown out of it, so I just donned my eyes with some exaggerated makeup, kept my blond hair long, wore a long skin hugging black dress opened at the collar with bare shoulders and a high neckline and my favorite accessory of all...my Camera.

Over 3 blocks closed, with local pubs opened and club all participating and the streets were jammed in happy displays.  Some noisy radio host, was blaring his voice into the mike announcing the next one in line ...wish he would shut up, my ears are killing me...

As I walked around eagerly searching for a zombie or one of the walking dead I noticed most people were here just like me, minimalistic and without overdone costumes.  Just casual enjoying all the efforts of the Halloween- cladded dwellers among us.  Then I thought for a moment maybe we are the ghosts? Maybe we are just here lurking on this night?   

My left foot was throbbing as I climbed up onto the stool of the bar we went to.  I had broken it last week miss the last two steps down a very steep staircase.  It was my fault, I was texting on my phone (everyone knows not to text while going downstairs..) The hospital took xrays that afternoon and confirmed my fears that my foot was broken.  But stubborn as I can be, I still went out and left my air boot at home ..the shoes were good support though...remember 'hush puppies'? soft and sensible shoes..that's what my grandmother would say.  I miss her, she's not with us anymore, but I still talk to her.  Funny I saw her a couple of weeks ago that's strange?

I ordered a rum a coke (highball) with ice *my favorite drink* and drac ordered a 'bloody ceaser' of course ...tee hee.  He did though and as I looked around at all the faces in the crowd I was asking him if he was having a good time...I thought not as he looked sad and didn't respond.  I thought the bartender was very rude as he brought drac's drink, and still I was waiting for my highball..with ice.  After 10 minutes I stood up and yelled out over the crowd, 'excuse me sir I believe you have forgotten to bring me my drink!' what is the matter with these people?  'I say sir!, I continued I shall report the Churchmouse and Firgin to the Head office of the FIRKIN PUBS!!

As I clumsily knocked over a stool to which I sat upon, I noticed that now everyone glared in shock and horror..what? why is everyone staring at me?  As drac picked the stool off the floor next to him, I was still sitting on the floor...and ignored...by drac..no one else could see me..!

BOO, LOL HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 2013

R.I.P. Alan Laine (1958 - 2013)

With a heavy heart and a painful shock to hear of the passing of my ex husband Alan Laine on Friday January 11th in 2013.   The greatest part of you is still alive in our sons Al. He had the most amazing work ethic. The saddest thing of all is that he never lived to reach his retirement. 

 Although we had the best and worst of times, we were young, and each of us made mistakes he was always there to provide for me and my sons no matter what, and I always told him that if I was stuck in the middle of the ocean without any oars, I would never be afraid because I would know he would get us home, and in a sense he always did. He wasn't perfect, but neither am I and none of us are. 

I'll always remember that time you woke me up at 4 am because you had painted the front of that old house we moved into on Pape Avenue because I was so embarrassed by the peeling of the paint and the broken down porch. Although I couldn't quite make it out and he seemed so excited by his handiwork, I could see in plain view the next bright sunny morning, that I was now the proud owner of the only pitch, black shiny house on the street :) I told him I loved it...and never did have the heart to tell him otherwise... 

In the end we resolved to the fact that although we loved each other, our lives drifted apart but one thing that held us together and will eternally is the result of our love and that is our sons.  He was a great dad, and will be missed.

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When our lives are over, sometimes all we have left is that someone cares that we are gone.