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lillylvjy · 2 years ago

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Here comes (the sun)

A/n/// hello! So I just kind of conjured this up from a silly thought I had! Very fluffy for once! So yeah! Enjoy and look forward to more fics soon!

Warnings// kissing, Wilbur and reader being lovesick for each other, mentions of food, cuddling??, reader being called pretty, a small stim mention, please tell me if there’s anything I missed lovelies!

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��I love you, but please stop whatever it is your doing.” You groaned out sleepily as Wilbur pawed and shook your shoulders. The sunrise peering into the shared bedroom, slowly making its yellow and orange presence made. The window open, letting the cool late winter air into the apartment, sending shivers up your arms, making you snuggle deeper into the blankets.

“No. Get up! Come on! The sun is rising and the birds are chirping and the clouds are pink and it almost looks prettier than yo- OW!” Wilbur yelps as you smack his arm before he could finish his sentence. “I was only joking, nothings could ever be prettier than you my love.” Wilbur smiled down at you as you groaned and rolled your face over into the pillow, hiding your red face so Wilbur didn’t tease you.

“You know what else is pretty? Sleep. So let me look at that.” You mumbled into the pillow as your slowly started drifting back into slumber.

Wilbur whined and wrapped his arms around your waist as he rested his chin against your shoulder. You pulled your face from the pillow and turn it to look at the pouting boy looking at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.

You groaned and stuffed your face back in the pillow. “Fine.” You mumbled as Wilbur quickly got up and sat on the window ledge that showed an amazing view of the ocean from your bedroom.

You slowly got up and drug yourself over to an overexcited Wilbur, holding his arms out for you to slump into. Which you gratefully did. Your back was against his chest as you laid in between his legs. Wil wrapped his arms around your shoulders and rested his head against the window as he continued to look out at the view.

As you got settled, a blanket covering you and Wilbur, you finally looked out. You swear your heart stopped beating as you looked at the array of colors the sky held. How the pink blended with the yellow and orange. How the clouds looked like a light purple mixed with a burnt orange. The sun slowly peaking over the deep blue ocean, kissing your skin as it continued to rise from its hiding spot, lighting up the whole sky and accompanying the cold crisp morning with its radiating warmth.

You snuggled further into the baggy sweatshirt you stole from Wilbur’s wardrobe the night before, getting a chill up your spine and pulling the blankets closer as you continued to admire the sun and the colors it brought. It felt like you found something the government didn’t want you to see. Like it was so amazing and beautiful, no one should be allowed to see it. You thought this should be a crime, seeing something so sublime.

Wilbur felt you move closer into his chest, finding comfort in the warmth he was giving you. Wilbur smiled down at you tightening his hold on you as he caught a glimpse of your expression. Wilbur always loved how awestruck you got at the simplest things. It could be a simple rock with a smiley face on it, and bam. That whole grumpy demeanor is gone. So he tried to show you and take you places he knew you would be completely in love with. Yes, he loved your little grumpy face whenever you didn’t get what you wanted. Or the pout on your face whenever he stole your food. But he also loved the complete relaxed and peaceful look on your face. The way your pupils widened from excitement and admiration at things, and the love and appreciation that swarmed in your eyes.

Wilbur loved you. So much.

Wilbur was lost in his thoughts, looking down at you with a love sick grin as you looked up at him. As you made eye contact with him and touched his forearm that was around your neck, Wilbur snapped out of his trans and quickly focused on your face and noted the small smile on your face as you looked in each others eyes for a while.

You fell into a deep state of admiration as you looked into Wilbur’s eyes. Finding warmth, comfort, compassion, happiness, and love. Wilbur was easily the only person that could make you feel like you were the only person that mattered in the world. Always making sure you knew you were loved and worth everything and more to him. That he was proud of you and that he loved you, even at your lowest. And you love him. More than any mankind could ever know or even be able to comprehend. He was your world.

Your anchor.

And you were his.

“Thank you for waking me up.” You whispered into the quiet bedroom. The noise filling the quiet space was the chirping of the birds and the gentle whips of wind that went by. Wilbur leant down further, kissing your forehead as he snuggled closer to you, if that was even possible, resting his head on yours as you both looked back out to see that the sun was practically fully rose by now.

“Any time darling. Did you enjoy it?” Wilbur whispered in your ear as you smiled at the tickle his breathe brought to your ear.

“Yes. Very much so.” You giggled out. “How about you. Or were you too busy looking at me?” You lightly teased Wilbur as you poked his chest and looked at him with a knowing look.

“Hey. I did say nothing is more pretty than you my love. And I stand by that.” Wilbur brought his forehead against yours.

You smile up at him and gently reach up and peck his lips. And then again. And then one more time before you heard a rumbling sound coming from your stomach.

You both pulled away from each other as you broke out into a fit of giggles and smiles.

“Ok maybe I should go eat something.” You said as you begrudgingly got up from Wilbur’s hold, and held your arms out for him. “Come help?”

Wilbur smiled up at you as he got up from the window ledge and lifted you up bridal style, and started walking to the kitchen.

“Waffles or pancakes?”

“Pancakes obviously. Oh! Do we have bacon and eggs??” You asked excitedly as Wilbur set you back down on the floor and went over to the fridge.

“Yes, yes, and yes!” Wilbur held up a package of eggs and bacon.

“Yay! I’m so excited!” You jumped up and down as you shook your hands.

Wilbur smiled at you and lifted you up on the counter. “I love you.” He said as he grabbed your hands in his.

“And I love you.” You brought his hands to your lips and kissed them. “So much.”

Wilbur blushes and hide his face in your neck.

“No no. No time for this lovey dovey crap. I’m hungry. And you’re the chef today, so chop chop!” You giggle the last part out as you clapped your hands.

Wilbur smiled at you, pecked your lips and started to grab everything he needed.

“On it.”

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privately-andre · 2 years ago

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╰┈➤ TEEN GAYS

- Boys (Jongens)

Two teen runner athletes discover their sexualities while forming a beautiful friendship. IMDb: 7.4 My rating: 7/10

- North Sea Texas

Young Pim experiences his firsts with his best friend / next door Gino. IMDb: 7.1 My own Rating: 9/10

Ps: The end scene is incredible ;)

- The Way He Looks

Leonardo is a blind teen. Everything changes when a new boy arrives at school. They form an amazing bond really fast. IMDb: 7.9 My own Rating: 7/10

Ps: the sweatshirt scene !

- Centre Of My World

Phil is a classic twink. He falls in love with the newbie cool boy. IMDb: 7.2 My own Rating: 5/10

Ps: fuck this newbie to be honest.

- Seashore (Beira-Mar)

Two teens travel to countryside just two of them and question their friendship (or their love?) IMDb: 6 My own Rating: 7/10

- Just Friends

Two young men from different cultural backgrounds try to be together without their mothers approval. IMDb : 7.2 My own Rating: 6/10

- Love, Simon

Simon has a secret. He is gay! And he is also in love with an anonymous guy he met online. IMDb: 7.5 My own Rating: 6/10

- Handsome Devil

Ned is gay and he has to share a bedroom with hot rugby player Conor. (They do not become lovers) IMDb: 7 My own Rating: 7/10

- Summer Storm

Tobi realises he is in love with his best friend. This tests their relationship. IMDb: 7.3 My own Rating: 5/10

- Heartstone

A boy falls in love with his best mate in a very homophobic town in Iceland while his best mate falls in love with a girl. IMDb: 7.4 My own Rating: 6/10

Ps: not enough gayness…

- Sublime

Manuel and his friends have an indie band. Then he starts to fall for his band mate Felipe. They are also best friends… IMDb: 6.6 My own Rating: 7/10

Ps: the song used in this movie is so cool also the movie has an open ending.

- Summer of 85 (Été 85)

Alexis’ boats turns upside down when a storm breaks. He is saved by David. Then they start dating. IMDb: 6.9 My own Rating: 6/10

Ps: this movie was hilariously funny to me as a francophone even though it has major character death!

- I Killed My Mother (J’ai tué ma mère)

Hubert is a teen gay and has MASSIVE problems with his mom.. IMDb: 7.4 My own Rating: 7/10

- Prora

Two young boys decide to visit an abandoned Nazi holiday camp called Prora after a great party night. They test their relationship there. IMDb: 7.2 My own Rating: 9/10

Ps: the only bad thing about this movie is that it’s a short film.

- Departure

Elliot and his horny milf mother goes to their holiday house in france after his parent’s divorce. He meets a young french boy there and fucks a carrot. (I know I don’t sound serious :D) IMDb: 6.6 My own Rating: 2/10

Ps: I have no idea why they filmed this it’s so shit. Alex Lawther’s acting is horrible although I love Phénix Brossard here.

- Punch

Jim is a boxer forced by his father. He meets Whetu a gay Māori boy. He discovers his sexuality in the most beautiful way. IMDb: 6.4 My own Rating: 8/10

Ps: Trigger warning ❗️ Rape. (I wish I knew this before watching so I’m warning you)

- As You Are

Set in 1990’s. Young boy Jack falls in love with his new step brother Mark who is a crack head . They become friends with Sarah. These three kids go through rough times. IMDb: 6.5 My own Rating: 5/10

Ps: Acting is good but the plot is not well build.

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kiratheartist · 10 months ago

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#designs #unicorn #unicorns #blackart #kira #digitalart #etsy #etsyshop #sublimation #Afrounicorns

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nicolewoo · 2 years ago

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Finally Home

For queengreenarrowmia89. I’m sorry this took soooo long. You’re a dear for being patient! I hope you enjoy it!

“Get your head in the game, Roman” The quarterback yelled as he passed me. I wanted to defend myself, but he was right. Ever since the season had started, she was all I could think about, and I couldn’t concentrate when she was near, and she was near now. Too near. Sitting in the front row with her friends. I’d been so focused on her I’d almost missed a pass.

Her name was Jo. Joe Wilson. She was beautiful…. Stunningly beautiful, but she tended to wear oversized shirts and sweatshirts. She had a habit of holding things in front of her; like her purse or her books as if she didn’t want to be seen, but as soon as she smiled the whole world slipped away, and all I could think about was her. When she wasn’t in class, she had her nose buried in a book. I’d only ever seen her at a party twice. In fact, most of the time I saw her was with a book or in a study session. The pre-med students were always studying.

The first day back from Christmas Break, I was shocked to see Jo in my morning French class. She was standing near the window with 2 of her fellow medical students talking about the bones in the foot. Just as I walked in, her melodic laugh filled the room, and I swear the sunlight from the window was shining just for her. She was exquisite, and I stared until my friend Jason intentionally bumped into me on his way in the room. “Where you sittin, bro?” He asked.

We chose a couple of seats in the back of the room. Jo had chosen to sit up front with her friends. I heard absolutely nothing the professor said. I watched her the whole class. Her warm smile when the prof called on her. Her long slender fingers tapping on the keys of her laptop. During one particularly boring portion of the class, she popped over to a messenger, pulling up a photo someone sent her. The picture was of her dressed in a pale blue dress with a flowerprint, posing with some other people. She was always beautiful, but I hadn’t ever seen her dressed up. Was it possible she was more beautiful dressed up?

The best time to get a good workout in my new schedule was 4th period. This was where I was the most comfortable, working out my body and my stress. My favorite time of the day, and I walked into the gym with a swagger.

Finding my teammates and joining them, I started stretching out my muscles. I turned to stretch my back, and that’s when I saw her. She was seated at a leg press and moving a stack of weights with her legs. She had perfect form, and the weights barely made a sound when she let them down. Although she had worked up a sweat, she was still sublime, and my mind raced to working up a sweat together, and I didn’t mean in the gym.

This was ridiculous. I was a starter Yellow Jacket. I always had girls hanging off me, but Y/N…. She was just so much more. There was a beautiful sorrow about her, and I wanted to sooth her, to make her smile, to make her happy. She was classy. She was quiet. She was calm. She was…. Home…. My home, and I was going to knock in the door today. But how?

My fellow player, Tangala, finished his set and I took my place on the machine. Y/N had now moved to the box and was jumping on it and back down. Again, I was impressed at her style. I was barely paying attention to what I was doing and one of our coaches called out, “Pay attention Ro. You lost your form.”

Tangala walked up to me, dabbing sweat off his neck as he came. “What’s up with you Ro? You’ve been so out of it since Christmas break.” I continued my set, trying to avoid answering, but of course, my eyes shot to her again, and Tanga noticed. “Oh???? I see.” He smirked at me.

“I was just checking her form.” I tried to shrug him off.

He turned to watch her, not even trying to hide it. “I bet you are.” He chuckled as his eyes raked over her body.

I finished my set, making him wait for an answer. “It’s not like that.”

Tanga and I moved to the bench press. He started, and I spotted him while he lifted. When there was a noise across the room, I looked up only to find I was looking in her direction again.

“Pfft.” Tanga said. “You’ve got it bad, dude.”

“Come on.” I prodded Tanga, getting him to lift again.

He finished his set. Sitting up, he grabbed his towel to wipe off his hands. “If you’re not going to make a move, I’ll do it for you.” With that, he was up, bounding across the gym in long strides, and engaging Jo in a conversation. That mother fucker. He was going to ruin everything. I turned, pretending to watch my form in the mirror while he screwed this whole thing up.

When he returned with a wicked smirk on his face, I pretended that I didn’t care, but I was dying to know what happened.

Picking up some hand weights, Tanga casually announced “She’ll be at the party tonight.”

“What party?” I turned to look at him.

He smirked knowingly, “The one we’re going to throw.”

Shit. “Dude! I have a French test in the morning. I was going to study tonight.”

Tanga thought for a second before answering, “Well then, you’re lucky someone from your French class will be at the party. Maybe you two can sneak off and she can ‘study’ with you.” He said with hand quotes around the “study”.

I huffed out a breath. She’d already agreed to come to the party. We couldn’t cancel now.

By the time I was done working out, the news of the party had already spread through the gym, and people were texting me about it. Jo had finished her workout and had left.

“You better get home and clean our apartment.” I told Tanga.

“Why me?” he protested.

“Because this whole party is your idea. You gotta do the cleanup. I have to study BEFORE the party.” I answered as we jumped in our cars to race home.

My apartment was stuffed, and the party had spilled out to the yard. There were people everywhere. Loud music, solo cups everywhere and a keg in the bathtub. Normally, I would have been having fun, but even with three girls fawning over me, trying to get my attention, I wasn’t. I was way too nervous about what would happen tonight.

When my ex, Belle, started heading my direction, I slipped outside while she wove her way through the crowd. She made no secret of the fact that she wanted to get back together, but I didn’t. It was obvious we weren’t right together, but she kept trying. I didn’t want to break her heart again, so I escaped before she got to me.

Stepping outside, my cousin, Solo was outside. “Ro!” he greeted.

“Sup?” I shook hands with him.

“You ready for that French test?” He asked.

I shook my head. “No. Not even close. I studied all afternoon, but I can’t make heads or tails of this stupid language.”

Solo chuckled. “Get you a tudor!” He started looking around the yard. “There she is. Jo!!” he called out.

I’m sure I blushed. This was a disaster. Jo walked up to us. “Hi Solo. Roman.” She nodded a greeting at me.

“My cuz here is worried about the French test tomorrow. Think you could help him like you helped me?”

Jo looked confused, as if she’d been expecting something else. “Um, Yeah. The test is tomorrow though.”

I tried to look contrite. “I know. I’m sorry.”

She smiled big. “I’m not really a party person anyway. Let’s go find a good place to study.”

“We could go to my room.” I offered.

I saw hesitation in her eyes. “I’m sorry. I just…. That doesn’t sound safe.” Of course, she was right. Alone in a guy’s room… not safe. “We could go to Country Grill if you want. They’re open 24 hours a day.”

I had to admit spending the evening studying with her sounded a lot better than another loud, crazy party that would probably result in me failing the test.

“Should we drive separately?” I offered, but she shook her head.

“I don’t have a car.” She admitted.

Of course, I could give her a ride, but how would she feel about riding alone in a car with me? “Would you feel safe riding with me?”

She hesitated then pulled her phone out of her pocket. “Let me just….” She typed frantically. After a minute, she said “Ok. Let’s roll.” She started walking to the car before I could process what happened.

“What the heck?” I followed after her. She slowed a bit allowing me to catch up. “What did you do?”

“Just texted a friend. Told her where we were going and that I’d check in periodically with her so she knew I was safe.”

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I wasn’t hungry, but Jo’s eyes lit up when a massive plate of French Fries was delivered to the table next to us, so when the server took our drink orders, I ordered a plate of fries. “Order whatever you want. Since I ruined your plans.” I offered, and Jo added on a cheeseburger.

She smiled warmly, “It’s ok.” I couldn’t help my dumb goofy smile back at her.

We shared the burger and fries, while we studied. She was even smarter than I’d thought, and as we went over conjugating verbs, she managed to actually make me understand them. “Why didn’t our professor teach us that way?”

She laughed quietly, and it lit up the room like it always did. “Ok. Let’s hear those conjugations.”

“Je peux, je pouvais, je pourrai” I stammered out, unsure of my answer.

“Yes!” She said loud enough that a table near us turned to look, and she apologized shyly to them. “You’ve got it!” She cheered.

Taking a deep breath, I sighed some of my stress out. “Thank you. Really. Thank you!”

She smiled shyly again. “Thanks for the dinner.”

We sat like fools looking at each other. Neither of us wanting to leave, and neither of us willing to take the chance and admit our feelings. “So….” I broke the silence. “How much do you charge for tutoring?” I pulled out my wallet.

“No. No.” She said. “Dinner was enough.”

“A half a burger? No way!” I added, but she nodded yes. “Ok, how about a proper dinner? Can I at least take you out for a good dinner as payment? Maybe…” I hesitated, trying to screw up my courage. “Maybe tomorrow?” Oh shit! There it was. I’d asked her out!

She looked stunned, but then she slowly smiled. “I’d like that.” She answered and I watched as a blush warmed her cheeks.

Since everything was going this well, I took another chance and reached over the table to take her hand. The smile on her face burned even brighter. I caressed the back of her hand with my thumb.

“How did you do?” Her sweet melodic voice caught my attention. Jo was waiting for me outside the classroom.

I sighed relieved. “I think I aced it.” I smiled down at her. “You?”

She probably thought it was easy. “I just had a problem with question 25. Did you get it?”

“Rendre, I think so.” I said with a smile.

“I got it.” Solo interrupted. “I’m starving! You guys wanna get some lunch and go over the test?” Thank you Solo! Another reason to spend more time with Jo. “Country Grille?”

“We were there last night.” I protested, at the same time Jo said Yes. I chuckled. “More fries?” I looked down at her.

“Sure! Let’s celebrate acing that test.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously, and I couldn’t help laughing out loud.

“Wanna ride with me, Jo?” Solo asked?

“We both will.” I answered, and Solo just smiled knowingly.

“What’ll you have?” a grumpy server asked us.

Setting down his menu, Solo ordered a burger, fries and a milkshake.

“Ohhh!” I turned to see Jo’s happy expression. “May I have a chocolate milkshake too?” she asked the server. Even the grumpy woman couldn’t help but soften for Jo. She made the people around her calm and happy, and now I knew it was effortless.

“Of course, sweetie! How bout you handsome?” Jo’s calming influence had softened the server to all of us. The waitress’s eyes raked over me lustfully.

Once I placed my order, the server left and we began going over the test. Jo pulled out the textbook, and we reviewed the test before the food arrived. We’d all done good, which made me happy, but nowhere near as happy as I was when I reached for Jo’s hand, and she held mine. Solo, thankfully, didn’t say a word about it. He simply treated us like a couple who had been together for years, and in some respects, that’s how it felt. I was so at ease, so comfortable, so relaxed when I was with Jo.

“Big game tomorrow.” Solo said, referring to the football game. “You gonna be there?” He asked Jo.

She paused for a second. “Yeah. I wouldn’t miss watching my pupils wreck South Carolina!” She answered.

I chuckled, “You’re going to study in the stands, aren’t you?”

She chuckled knowing I’d caught her. “A woman has to do what she has to do. I have a huge test on the circulatory system Tuesday. I can multitask.”

We laughed and laughed over lunch. I kept melting when Jo smiled; which she did throughout lunch.

Solo dropped us off at the quad before he went to the gym.

“Don’t you want to go with him?” Jo asked as she looked up at me. “Don’t you work out during 4th period?”

She was so thoughtful. “I do.” I answered.

I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. It felt like the whole world was lit with exploding fireworks.

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“Come down to the front row.” Roman texted. I looked down and saw him waving me down. Luckily I hadn’t fully unpacked my stuff. I shoved the notebook into my backpack and made my way down to the front row.

His smile grew the closer I got to him. I was on the fifth row when he turned and talked to an older woman.

“Hey babe” Roman put his hand over mine where I had placed it on the railing separating us. “I want to introduce you to my mom.” My head started reeling. We’d started dating yesterday, and he was already introducing me to his mom???? “Mom, this is Jo.” He smirked confidently down at me.

“Hello Jo. Nice to meet you. Roman has said a lot of great things about you. I understand you’re the reason he’s going to pass French this semester?”

I couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “Well, I’m trying at least.” I answered. “It’s nice to meet you maam.”

“You were right, she’s very sweet” she said to Roman. Turning to me, she added “Please, call me Patricia.”

The sound of a shrill whistle tore through the air. “I gotta go.” Roman said. He picked up my hand, placing a kiss on the back of it. “See you soon” And he was off leaving me with his mom.

“I wonder if you could do me a favor.” Patricia said. I tore my eyes away from Roman and turned to her.

“How can I help?” I answered.

“My husband had to work today, and I’m alone. Do you think you could sit with me? It would be great to get to know you” she said.

Setting my bag down I said, “Of course. I’d be delighted.” In truth though, I was lamenting the study time I’d expected, but Patricia was so nice, and Roman wanted this. I’d just have to study through a couple of meals this weekend.

“Ro tells me you just started dating?” I nodded “I gotta tell you, I think he’s been interested in you for months. All Christmas break, he kept talking about you.”

That was quite a shock to me. “He was?”

“Yeah, well…. I mean he said your name at least 3 times, and I caught him checking out your Instagram a couple of times.” My mind whirled as I thought about that. What had he said about me. How long had he been interested in me? “Well, anyway. Roman said you’re pre-med. What are you specializing in, darling?”

Patricia’s easy-going nature and warmth were infectious, and we ended up having a great time talking and cheering Roman and the team on. I’d forgotten about studying as the time passed.

When the game was over, Patricia offered to buy us dinner. I tried to tell her it wasn’t necessary, but I was out-voted by Roman and his mom, so they took me out to dinner.

Conversation was easy with Patricia. We found ourselves sharing many interests…. The most interesting being Roman. I imagined how it would feel to be pressed up against his massive chest with his warm arms around me. Patricia’s voice interrupted the thought before I could go any further.

“Jo, honey. What’s your major?” Patricia asked.

“Medical” Roman answered.

A smile lit up her face, “Oh! Wonderful! What kind of medicine?”

“I’m not sure yet.” I answered truthfully, “but I’m considering Oncology.”

Pat nodded. “Whatever you choose, I’m sure you’ll be fantastic.” She didn’t even pause before changing the subject. “Roman, dear, you need to bring Jo home for a weekend soon.”

A weekend with his mom? That seemed wayyyyy too big of a step to take, but Roman agreed right away. “Sounds great!” He was downright enthusiastic about it.

“We can have a game night, invite over the Uces.” She said to Roman. “And of course, a big Italian meal!”

Roman chuckled, “Of course.”

“Do you have plans this weekend dear?” Patricia asked.

It was all so sudden and my head spun a bit. “I was going to study.” I admitted.

“She’s always studying.” Roman said.

“Great!” Patricia said. “You two will come home for the weekend! I’ll cook, and please” She patted my hand again, “bring your laundry. I’ll help you study. What are you studying?”

“I…. uh… Well, the Lymph system.” I answered.

Pat smiled and Roman told me, “Mom is a nurse. She can really help.”

There was more love, compassion, empathy and caring in Roman’s mom than I’d ever gotten from my whole family. Kindness radiated off Patricia, and as I looked at Roman and her, I felt like a part of the family already.

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nancypullen · 1 year ago

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MIA

Yep, I've let too many days pass without posting. I've missed the opportunity to crow about how much fun Halloween was, we're already more than a week into November! We did have a grand time though. Trick-or-treating with our little miss in her fun neighborhood ticks all of the boxes on my perfect Halloween check list. I popped on my witch hat and my sweatshirt and had as much fun as the kids.

I'm trying to be better about sharing pictures of myself (ugh!) so that when I'm dead my kids can have something to prove I was here.

Yes indeed, we gave October a fantastic send off and November arrived with chillier weather and even more color in the trees. Absolutely beautiful.

I've been busy filling a big earring order, and keeping appointments. My in-person interview at the library went well ( I thought) but I haven't heard a peep. I can't worry about that. I know I'm qualified and would be helpful and cheerful to the patrons, but I still may not be what they're looking for - who knows? If not there, I'll find something else. I had a follow up appointment after my yearly physical/ lab work because my blood pressure was up. That's really unusual for me, so I had to track it for a month and then bring my monitor in and all that. Turns out I'm normal, I just don't like going to the doctor. I'm really glad that I don't have to take meds. I'm too forgetful for that.

Then, I received a call that my mammogram results were abnormal and showed a "developing asymmetry" in the left breast. Tomorrow I have to go to Easton for a diagnostic mammogram and an ultrasound. I'm 99% sure that it's nothing, probably just normal changes, but for someone who doesn't like going to doctors and/or having procedures, enough already! If this is what getting older is like, I'm not a fan. I told a friend that it's probably a lump of cookie dough that didn't make it all the way to my hips - much ado about nothing.

When I'm not kneading clay and baking earrings, or getting poked and prodded by medical personnel, I'm trying to prepare for the upcoming holidays. I love an October vacation, and Ireland was sublime, but it tends to dump me right at the doorstep of Thanksgiving and Christmas and I'm not ready for either one! I confess to playing some Christmas tunes already, just to get in the mood. I feel like I'm way behind. I've been trying to come up with our card for this year and the creative well is running dry. They just get thrown away by the recipients, why not just pick up a couple boxes of cards at Target? That would be smarter and I could cross it off my list. I know that I'm one of the dinosaurs still sending out holiday cards, but I love getting them in my mailbox and one must give in order to receive, right? So that's my quick check in, and my apology for being tardy with this post. Tomorrow I'll ship those earrings off to Florida and go get my boob smashed again, and then my schedule will be nothing but holiday madness. I'm looking forward to it. It's time to get my jingle on!

The Edgewater gang will come over this weekend and I'll have to make sure that I have a grasp on the grandgirl's list for Santa. I have a toy catalog here that should inspire her. Everyone else is getting socks and a toothbrush. Just kidding, but that sure would be easy. When am I old enough to start doing that? They'll head to Tennessee for Thanksgiving, but will be with us for Christmas. Matt is flying in for Thanksgiving, then in December he jets off to Brugge, Belgium and Amsterdam for the Christmas markets. He'll be here for Christmas week full of stories to share. I can't wait. On that happy note, I'll head of to soak in a bubble bath and then snuggle under the covers with a book. I'm pooped. Until tomorrow, stay safe, stay well...and

You better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why

… Santa Claus is comin' to town! 47 days!!! XOXO, Nancy

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