Red Dress, White Trim, A Dancing Ghost and the Quiet Musings of a Vampire Mom

Red Dress, White Trim, A Dancing Ghost and the Quiet Musings of a Vampire Mom

She was a shining light in the forest, not a ghost who haunts but a ghost who dances to her own music.

I watched from my window as Mary danced in the woods. She wore not clothing of the 15th century when she lived, but a red mini dress with white fur trim on the hem and bell shaped sleeves. A long Santa had was on her head with a fluffy white ball at the tip. Bells adorned the top of her white over-the-knee boots. Her red-brown hair was braided with gold ribbon. When you’re a ghost you can wear what you want, do what you want, dance and love when you want.

That is if you don’t let your own ghosts get in the way. That was Mary.

Had it been any other ghost she would have annoyed the crap out of me, but since it was Mary I was enchanted. She is like a little elf who haunts my kitchen as she sits in front hot cups of coffee taking in the aroma. We chat about romance and fashion. She is a delightful little spirit.

Sometimes she slips and shows her own bloody and mangled murdered form but today she dances with joy to a long lost Christmas song.

A coyote yipped close by, down in the brush and Mary vanished. Damn coyotes. The cats lifted their heads at the noise. My dog didn’t even acknowledge the existence of her coyote cousins. Had it been a Golden Retriever she would have been all over it’s ass, but she had no time for coyotes.

Just as most Vampires have no time for ghosts.

I stood in front of the window with a glass of red wine in my hand watching the rain. My husband Teddy came up behind me and kissed my neck.

“What color do you want to paint the living room?”

“I don’t know. It depends on what color flooring we get,” I said putting my arms around his neck and kissing him.

I know that has nothing to do with ghosts but it has everything to do with how things go around my house. Just little bits, like a fragment of a song or just a small bite of something good.

“Did you see the ghost darling?” I asked my husband.

He missed her unfortunately. And so we started our evening discussing the news of the day, work, our kids, what color we want to paint the walls, what we’d wear to the next black tie party and other things married people talk about. What? Did you think we talk about spider webs, bats and blood all night? Hardly. We’re no Dracula and Elvira. Nobody we know is that.

Teddy asked me if I was going to tell anymore Christmas stories here. I think I will. I will also repost The Travelers (a Christmas tradition) and some new stories soon.

In the meantime, just imagine a tiny young transparent woman dancing in her red mini dress under the canopy of oak trees to the music of Tchaikovsky and Johnny Marks.

Have a lovely December,

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

Red Dress, White Trim, A Dancing Ghost and the Quiet Musings of a Vampire Mom

She was a shining light in the forest, not a ghost who haunts but a ghost who dances to her own music.

I watched from my window as Mary danced in the woods. She wore not clothing of the 15th century when she lived, but a red mini dress with white fur trim on the hem and bell shaped sleeves. A long Santa had was on her head with a fluffy white ball at the tip. Bells adorned the top of her white over-the-knee boots. Her red-brown hair was braided with gold ribbon. When you’re a ghost you can wear what you want, do what you want, dance and love when you want.

That is if you don’t let your own ghosts get in the way. That was Mary.

Had it been any other ghost she would have annoyed the crap out of me, but since it was Mary I was enchanted. She is like a little elf who haunts my kitchen as she sits in front hot cups of coffee taking in the aroma. We chat about romance and fashion. She is a delightful little spirit.

Sometimes she slips and shows her own bloody and mangled murdered form but today she dances with joy to a long lost Christmas song.

A coyote yipped close by, down in the brush and Mary vanished. Damn coyotes. The cats lifted their heads at the noise. My dog didn’t even acknowledge the existence of her coyote cousins. Had it been a Golden Retriever she would have been all over it’s ass, but she had no time for coyotes.

Just as most Vampires have no time for ghosts.

I stood in front of the window with a glass of red wine in my hand watching the rain. My husband Teddy came up behind me and kissed my neck.

“What color do you want to paint the living room?”

“I don’t know. It depends on what color flooring we get,” I said putting my arms around his neck and kissing him.

I know that has nothing to do with ghosts but it has everything to do with how things go around my house. Just little bits, like a fragment of a song or just a small bite of something good.

His face turned a little bit serious. “Clara said one of her fangs is bothering her.”

Not again I thought. Teens can get sloppy and are always hurting themselves. It isn’t anything anybody would notice, but it IS always something Mom (that means me) has to take care of.

“I’ll take care of it. Did you see the ghost darling?”

He missed her unfortunately. And so we started our evening discussing the news of the day, work, our kids, what color we want to paint the walls, what we’d wear to the next black tie party and other things married people talk about. What? Did you think we talk about spider webs, bats and blood all night? Hardly. We’re no Dracula and Elvira. Nobody we know is that.

Teddy asked me if I was going to tell anymore Christmas stories here. I think I will. I will also repost The Travelers (my favorite Christmas story) soon.

In the meantime, just imagine a tiny young transparent woman dancing in her red mini dress under the canopy of oak trees to the music of Tchaikovsky and Johnny Marks.

Have a lovely December,

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

And now for a little romantic interlude

As I write about love letters and romance, paranormal and otherwise, I realized that December is a pivotal month in my own romantic history.

It was in December that I realized that Teddy was the one. Yes, that one.

More than twenty years later he is still the one.

It is one of those once in a lifetime loves that one can have more than once.

Let me explain that one…

We both (Teddy and I) know that there is more than one person out there for everyone. There is more than one. Believe me. Even for Vampires with our relatively small population (maybe 60,000 worldwide.) But none the less statistically it is both easy and extremely difficult to find someone who is a perfect match.

We’ve all had those ships that pass in the night moments. We’ve been in the wrong place at the wrong time with the right person. We’ve grown up and grown tired and missed opportunities. We’ve all been in serious relationships that haven’t worked out.

But then it happens. He walks into a room and you know. You talk and it is as if you’ve always been in love, but you haven’t yet said it. There is a connection you can’t explain. There is a comfort level that is, well, easy and comfortable.

Other often mention how no matter where Teddy and I are, we are always holding hands, or one of us has a hand on the other’s back or knee. We’re always close.

Of course we finish each other’s words. We say the exact same things at the exact same time. We are so very different, yet we’ve grown to be the same.

That might be the key – it is the growth. Not growing apart, but growing up and growing together. But at the same time each continuing our own unique personal growth, and supporting that growth in each other.

Of course we talk. We talk a lot. Not just about the kids or the house, but about everything. We just shoot the breeze. We laugh. We do silly things with the cats, and the kids.

He doesn’t read my blog or get into my other professional life. I don’t get too involved in his professional life. Even our temperaments are different. He is usually the straight man, but he can be pretty funny too. I am the artist. He is the art historian. I am the writer. He is the realist. We are both romantics.

It hasn’t always been easy, but nothing is. Relationships are a lot of work. Anything worth doing is a lot of work.

And throw all of the old fashioned gender based role shit out of the window. Yes, I am definitely a woman and embrace all of that but I am also strong and independent. I’m with a man who appreciates that. We’re equals. We’re best friends. We’re together.

So before you discount the person under the mistletoe this Christmas season give him a second look. Expand your horizons. Throw out your preconceived notions. You don’t have to have everything in common, that will come. But don’t miss a spark that shines in the dark that  might go out before you know it. If you see that ship you want to be on – then get on it.

I wasn’t sure what to do about Teddy when I first met him. I was afraid if I said anything that he’d reject me. I’d known him forever. So I wrote him a letter and mailed it off on Christmas Eve. And two days after the New Year he called me. We’ve been together ever since. No second thoughts. No regrets.

When we were younger it might not have worked between us,

That said, make sure the one you hitch your proverbial star to that you have the same values and morals. Make sure you both want the same things out of life.

But a word of caution, if you aren’t a Vampire don’t fall in love with one. It makes things complicated. Way too complicated. Werewolves are even more complicated (and they stink when they get wet.)

I hadn’t planned on writing this but, like my relationship with Teddy, if just kind of happened.

Take the chance under the mistletoe, or a long conversation over a glass of wine, then a walk on the city streets under the Christmas lights. You never know – that walk just might just be forever – even if it is with someone you already know.

 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

December is FINALLY here. Time for Vampire and Gothic Cheer!

December is FINALLY here. Time for Vampire and Gothic Cheer!

This month will be a regular Advent Calendar of Vampire Holiday Events. Each day you’ll find a song, a poem, a story, a picture or some holiday surprise! I’ll even have a few guests! It will be a cornucopia of red and green Vampire Cheer! And of course I’ll still be posting about parenting and day-to-day events and other assorted words of wisdom. So have fun and stay near – for Christmas Time is ALMOST HERE!

Something new for each and every December night! Thanks again Becky for making this for me. I still love it!

Something new for each and every December night! Thanks again Becky for making this for me. I still love it!

 

To start it out here is the Vampire Maman Holiday Classic. A lot of you already know this one so….

 

Sing-A-Long With Your Favorite Vampire Friends

On The First Day of Christmas My Vampire Gave To Me… 

 

On the first day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

A Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the second day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Two Vials of Blood

And A Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the third day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And A Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the fourth day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the fifth day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the sixth day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Seventh Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Eight Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Eight Black Cats Hissing

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Ninth Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Nine Vampires Dancing

Eight Black Cats Hissing

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Tenth Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Ten Moonlit Nights

Nine Vampires Dancing

Eight Black Cats Hissing

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Eleventh Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Eleven Necks to Bite

Ten Moonlit Nights

Nine Vampires Dancing

Eight Black Cats Hissing

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas my Vampire gave to me

Twelve Banshees Screaming

Ten Moonlit Nights

Nine Vampires Dancing

Eight Black Cats Hissing

Seven Mermaids Swimming

Six Ghosts a Laughing

Bram Stokers Heart

Four Howling Wolves

Three Bat Skulls

Two Vials of Blood

And a Raven in a Dead Tree

 

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Cheers everyone ~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

 

And the first gift of the season from the WPaD Group…

Download the wonderful holiday story collection Tens Tales FREE TODAY (December 1, 2014). You’ll thank me for it later. 

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