Ghost Story

I was about 5 years old when I first saw a ghost. It was an old lady who had lived across from our house and recently died. It was the middle of the night and I was fast asleep. Something woke me up. I looked around and saw the old lady by my bed. She was leaning on her cane and lifted her hand to assure me that everything was ok. I screamed and ran to my parent's room.

The odd thing is that I did not really know that lady very well. I had met her only once. But yet when I described her to my parents, I gave all the details. The necklace she wore, the bangles she had on. E.T.C.

My parents told me that I had had a bad dream but later discovered that everything I had described was accurate. But they never told me this for decades.

When I was about 35, I woke up one night and felt somone sit on my bed. The matteress dipped and I could feel someone affectionately patting my legs. But I saw nothing. I screamed bloody murder, woke up everyone and slept with the lights on.

Whatever it was, followed me for days. I would be driving and suddenly felt a presence. Someone sitting in the back seat. I would look back and see nothing. I would be doing dishes and the curtains would start moving suddenly. The presence came and left at will. For a couple of months.

I talked to my Mom about it. She told me that whenever I felt it, I should say loudly, "Please leave. I am not comfortable with your presence." It worked. It was a good spirit. But it kept coming back.

My hubby, who is a scientist, did not believe in this stuff. Yet he bought me some earings that would dispell spirits.

I never knew  what it was. Until one day my Mom told me that one of my old childhood friend had died a couple of months ago. She had just found out about it. He was on a motorcycle and a bus ran over him. The day he died was the same day as the first time I felt something. He was 36 when he died. He left a child and wife behind.

After that, whenever I felt the presence, I would address my friend and ask him to move on.

And he did.

I blame MrsUpole to get me to confess this:) Check out her ghost story if you have a minute. Rivetting.

What about you? Do you believe in ghosts? Have you ever had a ghostly experience? Do tell!

Wine Opera: Part 7

On a cold and dark night, the Purple Cowboy went to the Good Daughter's house like a Ghost Rider to deliver Christmas presents at her door step.


He went on his Electric Reindeer.



He wanted the Good Daughter to have all the lovely presents with Bells and Whistles.




So he bought her the entire set of Encyclopedia.



And a Rock Rabbit.


And hopefully the best, Four Emus.


If this wouldn't make the Good Daughter love him, nothing would.