SongLyricSunday Theme 3/4/18 Numbers

OK, this one might be another of those “stretches” I am apparently so fond of, but I had a date last night with my “husband”. First one in a while and I am back in love.

Helen’s note to us is what inspired me to address the theme today of Numbers with the following song. Feels like Home by Bonnie Raitt. I consider it my song with James, our song if you will…although there seem to be several of those. (He is pretty sexy playing the base with his band on Billy Idol’s Rebel Yell!)

Here’s the connection to Helen’s story…the shortest version I can come up with.

My son was also fascinated with like numbers showing up places, but for him it was always ONES. 111111. Any place he saw them…digital clocks, bank temperature signs, score boards, car mileage, etc. Any time he spotted all ones, it was magic, and of course, had to mean something. For most of his life we had talked about doing something special on the date 11/11/11. As he got older, establishing his own life, and I experienced some measure of financial success, I decided we could do something really big on that date and started dreaming and planning for it. I wanted to take us all to Fiji. What a great place to be on that momentous calendar date.

Ah sigh. You know how life is. And as that time got closer, I realized a dramatically paired down version of the original 11/11/11 dream needed to happen. So now, with James, my son, his wife and their two sons, and my sister, it became a trip down to Southern California. Not exactly Fiji but Disneyland for the boys and staying in condos on the beach in Oceanside was not a bad second. As the time for the long awaited moment drew near, we went to the perfect spot. We went to Mount Soledad which is one of the highest little mountains in San Diego (La Jolla actually), very significant in my childhood as it was a favorite spot to visit for the spectacular view. (Really interesting Wikipedia article about Mount Soledad below)

So on the morning of November 11th, 2011, we were on top of the world, amazing 360 degree view of San Diego (reaching almost to the border of Mexico). We were gathered in a group hug, poised with our camera phones ready, waiting for our digital clocks to click over to 11:11 on 11/11/11.

And THAT’S when James asked me to marry him!! What a wonderful mush head!

Oh and by the way, we’ve been together eleven years!

 

You can read more on our story here:

https://chosenperspectives.com/2016/08/28/song-lyric-sunday-82816/

and here:

https://chosenperspectives.com/2016/05/12/saving-the-best-for-last-a-love-story-for-the-natchez-high-class-of-66/

 

Feels Like Home by Randy Newman (for Faust)
Sung by Bonnie Raitt
Something in your eyes, makes me want to lose myself,
Makes me want to lose myself, in your arms.
There’s something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast.
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life.
If you knew how lonely my life has been,
And how low I’ve felt so long.
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along,
And change my life the way you’ve done.

Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I’m on my way back where I come from.
Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I’m on my way back where I belong.

A window breaks down a long dark street,
And a siren wails over my head.
But I’m all right, ’cause I have you here with me.
And I can almost see through the dark there’s light.
If you knew how much this moment means to me,
And how long I’ve waited for your touch.
If you knew how happy you are making me —
I’ve never thought I’d love anyone so much.

Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I’m on my way back where I come from.
Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I’m on my way back where I belong.
Feels like I’m on my way back where I belong.

This song is from the album “Michael”.

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Soledad

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Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 3/4/18

Beloved for WPC by ChosenPerspectives

Beloved

Many of us have pets who are or have been Beloved…but my experience is there is usually this one who works his or her way deep into our soul, our memory, and our “inner child”.

I love animals…most all of ’em. I had a favorite dog and a wonderful snake and as a kid, even a pair of rats, one black and one white. I used to smuggle those rats to elementary school inside my shirt! I have even had BUGS…Giant Australian Leaf Bugs that I care deeply about. My very first pet was a DUCK, that at 7 years old, I house-broke, because I didn’t know you couldn’t. (read about Fluffy here)

https://chosenperspectives.wordpress.com/2016/12/02/fluffy-the-house-duck/

and those bugs, just go to my blog (and search for Bugs. I post about them more than most anything…https://chosenperspectives.com/

Though I am fairly allergic to them, I’ve almost always had cats…maybe 15 of them over the years.

But there is this one rascal, Zorro, that is my Beloved heart animal, above all the others, my inseparable companion of 17 years now. Named for the “Z” he slashed in the back of my hand the day I got him (at 5 or 6 weeks old).  I’d show you a photo of my hand now but the original “Z” has been embellished with countless slashes over these years together…some from anger but mostly from play. It’s more like an abstract pencil drawing these days.

I know everyone has a favorite pet even if we don’t want to admit playing favorites. I have three cats right now and I wouldn’t want Phineas the Terrorist or Lucy, the Wonder Cat to be jealous of my Zorro, the Grey Blade.

 

His story is unfortunately, not unheard of. He was left in a box with 5 littermates at the back door of a county animal “pound” at the beginning of a three day weekend. By the time the box was discovered, all had died but my Zorro. Tiny “Z” was put in the cages in the lobby of this Animal Shelter where all the “last chance” animals were displayed…last chance before death!!

Apparently, he did not stop yowling for the three days they had him and the folks at the front desk were driven to distraction by his inconceivable volume.

We arrived literally in the nick of time. They were so relieved, they all cheered.

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Zorro brand new, my best friend (don’t tell Lee) Linda in the back ground 

The short version of the back story here is that about 2 years before, I had lost all three of my long-time pets (an 11 year old cat, a wonderful 16 year old purebred German Shepherd, and an amazing, impossible 23 year old cat) all within two months of each other.

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Joy and Bandit

Boom, boom, boom…all gone!

Oh and in this same 2 years, my then husband had blown up our marriage as well as my therapy practice, AND there had been 11 deaths in and close to my family…all culminating in the 9/11 tragedy our country suffered. I was a hot, depressed mess!!!

My two very best friends did a Love Intervention with me for which I will be eternally grateful.

They sat me down and said “OK, that’s long enough. We like you better when you have pets.” And then they drove me to the pound for a cat and said “Pick one…NOW.”

I knew immediately it was that screaming gray and white kitten hanging by all fours on the screened in kennel.

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My best friend Lee (don’t tell Linda) holding our new Zorro

I have already confessed many times in previous animal posts that I am the Queen of Anthropomorphism, but that kitten knew me instantly. In our 17 years together, he has never screamed like that again. Oh, we have our regular conversations. He’s very talkative. But only with me. I’m the only one he has ever trusted. If you are not me, you must tread very lightly in his presence. No reaching out your friendly hand for a sniff or a pet. Nope. You’ll be branded, just like me.

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With other cats and kids, Zorro is so nurturing and protective

Though he will tolerate almost any handling from me, he has never been a lap cat, no snuggling except on my feet at night…oh, and if I say “Zorro, wanna take a nap with me?”, he will come running and assume his position in out napping spoon, his back pushed into my curled-up tummy. And a wonderful, weird addition to our relationship is I have NEVER been even slightly allergic to him. No itching, no asthma, nothing. I tell people he is my first intimate relationship with a cat.

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Nap Time, right up next to my face

He will look straight into my eyes for long moments and we will “talk”.

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Having a long discussion here…

He is protective of the other cats we have, both joining our family as tiny kittens. If Zorro thinks you are hurting them, he will lunge at you like a tiger, growling, teeth bared, and claws out. He’ll draw your blood without batting an eye.

And if Phineas, who is our escape artist, finds a way out of our house, Zorro will run to me just like Lassie, (Timmy has fallen down the well!!) proclaiming danger, and will lead me right to the open door or window. (Our cats are always indoor cats as we have packs of coyotes running through our streets!)

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Lucy had gone missing for too long so Zorro went looking…
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Zorro, tolerant of anything from the other cats..

Zorro has a much longer story than this, but I want to get this post done. Just think of him as the Sean Connery of cats…a real warrior in his day and still gorgeous to the end.

Zorro has advanced kidney disease and will most likely be moving on soon. We spend a lot of time together these days. I know we are getting close to the end because he wants to be on my lap whenever I sit down. He is awkward at it, having never practiced this kind of connection before now, but I love it.

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Hard to see but he spends a lot of time on my lap which shocks those who know him…

I love him. My beloved best pal for so many years….

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Dominant for WP Daily One Word prompt

Dominant

Here’s my 1,000 words…well, maybe 973 word, but I can’t write in words what this photo is worth.

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This is not some kinky cat-sex photo.

This is Lucy, our Woodpile Kitten, at about 9 months old here getting ready for a nap on top of Zorro, the former Alpha Cat…

Zorro, who is a very old, very dominant warrior cat with a lot of nurturing and protective instincts, must seem to Lucy, born in the wild, like a safe pillow!

SongLyricSunday 1-14-18 Natural Disasters

First song that came to mind so I’m going with it…..

Dedicated to one of my very best friends in high school, a talented musician.

I wrote this last year for his obituary guest page.

“Jerry was my best friend in high school. We covered many deep subjects in many long conversations throughout our time at Natchez High. And we sang together, both of us tenors, in a choir, as well as in the “Duzin Cuzins”, a folk singing group. As happens, somehow time sped by but we were reunited at our 40th high school reunion. He was still Jerry…sweet, funny, talented and ethical to a degree few ever reach. 
I weep for his much loved family, and wish I could be there to celebrate his life.”

Jerry would have passionately agreed with Helen’s childhood, end-of-the-world story.

This song always brought tears to my eyes during the long stretch Jerry and I were out of touch. Made me think of him right up to the end.

 

Wait, that was WAY to heavy and sad.

 

Here’s your comic relief. After all, the end may be near…….

 

And once again, WAIT. I just found THIS on YouTube. This is my dear friend Jerry’s son, Tyler Flowers. Worth a listen even though the lyrics don’t exactly fit today’s theme. But with a topic like this, I figure we need all the good music we can find!

 

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 1/14/18

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Share Your World from Cee 1/1/18

What one word describes you best?

Searching……..

What is set as the background on your computer?

My sweet James

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not this photo but I realized my background shot of him is too cluttered…

 

 

 

If you have been to a foreign country name those you have been too?

O man, a great way to answer this question would have been to put a small photo from each country right here. But they are all paper photos, in albums, in boxes, in the storage cabinet…the absolute last things to let go of in our current downsize (and the first things to save…well, after cats and people…if there is a fire.)

But here are the countries…not very many:

Mexico-all through childhood, having grown up in San Diego

Canada-also often, having lived most of my adult life in Washington state

France-for the 1192 Paralympics, Albertville and Tignes were the two places I visited as I was then married to a cross-country ski team member who was blind. (He got the bronze.)

Fiji-twice, sailing the Southern Lau Group both times and for more than a month each time

Jamaica-three times, twice for USATAA conferences and once, a just for fun trip

 

This could be seen as a pretty boring list but I wonder how many STATES in the USA others have camped in? For me it is FORTY SEVEN out of fifty!

What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 

View from my street

 

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View from my window

 

Share Your World – January 1, 2018