#trying to cook a side for Xmas dinner tomorrow and I had to sit down

[sillimancer]

pretty fucked up that I can't even cook or do basic chores without being in such agony that it literally takes my breath away but I can't get anyone to believe me or care

[the-fiction-witch]

XMAS 2020 Holiday Break

REAL LIFE:  COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: SMUT + ADORABLE!

I smiled as I gently woke up this morning, the light coming around the curtains to indicating a bright winter sun and the snow reflecting it brightly. I Giggled as I felt the familiar stong and yet slender arms around my waist and I felt kisses up my neck his soft warm lips on my skin his face gently scratching my skin where he hasn't shaved in a couple of days.

"Ummm Good Morning" I smiled

"Good Morning Princess," He says

"Your never this active in the morning?"

"Well maybe I missed getting to snuggle my little princess?" he smirked pulling me so I laid on my back looking up at him, his bare chest moving slightly with his breaths, his messy bed head of blonde and brown hair falling slightly in his eyes, a smirk on his face as he looked at me in my little nightie "Hi"

"Hi Thomas" I smirked back "Somebodies all excited" I smiled moving my hips a little to rub myself on his morning wood

"How could I not? sleeping with such a beautiful princess beside me" He smirked "And flashing her tits at me"

"Alright come on" I giggled wrapping my legs around him he smirked pushing down his underwear and pushing inside me I smirked grabbing his shoulders as he began slowly moving back and forth thrusting inside me

"Uhh fuck! I missed you so much princess" he smirked holding my hips as he got faster and faster

"Thomas not so loud"

" Uhh I can't help it! You feel so good! fuck! I haven't been inside you in weeks my beautiful little princess"

"Uhh thomas Please!" I almost screamed as I got close ou bed baning on the wall a little

"Fuck I'm gonna cum princess!" he moaned

"Mummy? Daddy?" A little voice asks making us both look to the door seeing our daughter Melody stood in the doorway in her nightie

"MELODY!" we both yelled quickly separating and covering ourselves up in bed

"what's the matter Melody?" he asked her

"Lina says she's going to eat the chocolate out my calendar"

"I said I'd get it out for her!" Lina yelled as she ran in too

"Mummy!! I want my Christmas cereal!!" I heard David scream as he ran in and jumped on our bed in his Pj's

"Okay kids all of you downstairs we'll be there in a minute," I told them so they all ran off

"I forgot its the holiday break for them"

"We have got to buy a lock for our door" he sighs "Now... were where we?" Thomas smirked trying to kiss me again

"Thomas no, we are not continuing, we don't get down there in five minutes they'll be back" I warn him as I got up and got dressed into my little dress and slippers

"Please... I won't be too long, Just a couple more minutes princess" he whines

"Later, if your good" I smiled giving him a kiss and going down to deal with the kids giving them the chocolate out that advent calendars, there Christmas cereal and trying desperately to keep their little hands out from under the tree eventually Thomas came down having gotten dressed and got himself a coffee

"what do you kids wanna do today?" he asked them

"I'm busy" daniel said

"Doing what?" I asked

"Setting traps for Santa"

"Traps? Well Santa won't bring you any presents if you trap him" I explain

"This isn't about the presents," he says "This is about the Racecar last year. I asked for it and he never gave me it, so  waited all year and now he shall pay" he explained

"What uhh what are you doing for traps?" Thomas asked a little worried

"I watched home alone, It gave me some ideas," he says as he ran off upstairs for something

"Why is our son turning into Jigsaw?" Thomas asked

"I don't know... but I blame you" I answered

"Why do you blame me?"

"the crazy is your side of the family"

"I want to argue with you but... I don't have any points that disprove you" he answered sitting at the table "Hi hun, What are you drawing Lina?" he asked as she sat with her crayons

"I drew what's going to happen if Santa tried to come down our chimney" she explained "We have such a small chimney and only really the little log burner so he's going to get stuck and burn"

"uuuhh... okay honey, maybe go up and get dressed okay," I told her

"Okay mummy" she smiled running off to her room

"What were you and mummy doing this morning?" Melody asks tugging on thomas' shirt

"Uuuhh we were uhhh playing trampoline on our bed" Thomas lies

"I wanna play trampoline with daddy!" she giggled

"Ohh huu no you don't melody." I told her quickly "go on go get dressed," I told her so she ran upstairs

"Holiday break is so dam stressful"Thomas sighed

"It is," I said back "Wanna get drunk tonight?"

"Hell yeah"

"Hey kids? How about we get making Christmas cookies?" I asked them

"YAY!" they all yelled from upstairs

"Fine, you can make cookies, just stay the hell out my kitchen. I have a Christmas dinner to prep" he warned me heading to the kitchen as the kids ran down the stairs

"One, two, Three - Hu we're missing one" I said going upstairs to the boys room and seeing little Luke still asleep in his bed his fluffy mop of blonde hair poking out the covers "Luke? you wanna come to make cookies?" I suggested as gently I woke him up and he smiled nodding getting out of bed, I helped him to get dressed and he ran downstairs and straight into Thomas' arms

"there's my little munchkin" he laughs giving him a cuddle I laughed a little, of all our children luke looked the most like Thomas, almost exactly like Thomas when he was his age, honestly they all sort of did, they all got his hair and his brown eyes but luke was the most like him and even though I don't think Thomas would ever pick and choose with any of our children he had an attachment to Luke "Go on go have your breakfast and go help your mum and siblings with cookies," he says putting him in his seat at the table to have his cereal "You gonna go help your mum with cookies?" he asked him but luke shook his head tapping Thomas' shirt and banging his spoon "you wanna help me cook?" he asks and Luke nodded "Alright Kiddo, come on you can help me make dinner for tomorrow"

I smiled getting sorted with the table to help the kids make cookies luke waving to each of his siblings as he followed Thomas to the kitchen

"Mummy?" Melody whispered, "why doesn't luke like to play with us?"

"Does he not like us?" Lina asks

"No girls, Your brother loves you, He's just a shy little boy and he likes being around daddy"

"Why doesn't he talk?" David asks

"He just doesn't, Now you be nice to your little brother" I warned them.

[xylianna]

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 I have had a lot of rum today and will totally star for star with you....of course I will probably be sober by the time you get to this... MORNING RUM IT IS!!!!

48 STARS?   SERIOUSLY DO YOU WANT MY LIFE STORY?  CAUSE YOU’RE ABOUT TO GET IT.

1. my first pet was a rabbit named Carmel

2. my first cat was a yellow tabby named Orlith (Moreta’s queen dragon in the Dragonriders of Pern books)

3. my other two cats have been named Wolf and Lynx.  Wolf is my old lady cat, 18 years old.  Lynx I had to rehome when I moved a few years ago.  Orlith died years ago, the poor thing.

4. I learned how to hunt because I live in an area that is THE THING and also animals are tasty. I spent hours tracking a damn pheasant on my first hunt but because of my shitty eyesight/lack of depth perception, couldn’t see it, so my dad shot it. He still credited me with the kill since I tracked it.

5. I like to go fishing, if by fishing you mean “sit on the boat and read a book because its pretty on the water”

6. I like spreadsheets a little too much. Google Sheets means I can have them EVERYWHERE.

7. I love to sing, and its the one thing I’m actually a bit arrogant about. At least, I feel like its arrogance. Maybe its just being truthful? I have a really good voice. I trained it for a lot of years.  it’s one of the few things I can do that almost always lifts my mood.

8. I hadn’t seen any live concerts in ages, and then in 2016 I saw Final Fantasy A New World and the Legend of Zelda: Symphony of the Goddesses

9. I have next to no confidence in anything outside my singing and it still boggles my mind that people like my writing. this isn’t me fishing for compliments, I’m honestly astounded. I read other people’s stuff and I’m blown away that those same people like mine, when theirs is just so fucking amazing.

10. sometimes I go anywhere between a day or a week without contacting anybody just to see if anyone bothers to talk to me if I don’t reach out first.  the results usually make me more sad than before I tried. and make me question most my ‘friendships’.

11. I’ve been single for two years and I kinda hate it, but don’t expect it to change anytime soon. part of the reason is i’m picky AF.  most of the reason is I have little to no social life.

12. I’m pagan and I am deeply spiritual but I generally don’t discuss it at all if I’m not asked by a close friend, because to me spirituality and religion is DEEPLY personal

13. I have never slept with a woman who hasn’t decided afterwards that she’s straight. this is probably why I’ve dated so few women. while logically I know there’s no correlation between my performance and their declarations (especially as my more recent ex-gf is dating another woman now), its still a pretty big ego blow.

14.  Sorry I just answering this to sing for like 10 minutes.   Currently trying to type while singing “Missing” by Evanescence.  ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST!

15. i hate going to movies alone and will actively buy people tickets just so I don’t have to

16. I hate cooking for just me when my son isn’t home, so instead I tend to batch cook and freeze a bunch to enable lazy dinners down the road

17. I’m a really good cook :D

18. Tomorrow I play D&D! I play once a month with a small group of family and friends. This is the third group I’ve had for the same campaign and I don’t think I’ll ever see the end at this rate, haha.

19. I also play WoW.  In WoW, I play Xylianna, the Paladin.  In D&D I play a Fighter.  I like swords okay?

20. work sucked this week but I have rum now :D

21. I had cancer when I was 17.   In 2 months will be my 18th anniversary of being cancer free. I celebrate that more than my birthday, or my wedding anniversary before I was divorced.  Nothing gets you to pare the bullshit out of your life faster than getting that diagnosis, let me tell you.

22. HOW THE FUCK AM I ONLY ON NUMBER 22 WHAT DO YOU PEOPLE WANT FROM ME *gets a third drink*

23. In my local kink community, my ‘scene name’ is one of my first OTP’s.

24. If 23 didn’t warn you, I’m going to talk about BDSM now. I’m a switch insofar as I’ll top without any real hint of dominance since I LOATHE the responsibility of being a dom.  Iggy in Discretion/What Would Happen is totally based off me, because I vastly prefer to give over control since my entire fucking life is me running everything. I run my dept at work, I run my house, I run my gaming group, I run my karaoke group.  Sometimes I just need a break okay?

25. also gimme dat pain

26. and I’ll give you some, too, because I enjoy service topping

27. Consent is Sexy, okay?   I go out of my way to portray consent being constantly re-established in my bdsm fics particularly, because its never okay to assume that just because I was allowed to do X last week, its okay to do X this week. I mean obviously in an established relationship, it would be different, but even then CONSENT AND COMMUNCATION, SO FUCKING SEXY

28. I wish I could play a string instrument. I bought a guitar and tried to learn it but it turns out I am not good at teaching myself something so different from what I already know, haha.  Chords  are confusing to me for some reason. Or I made them more confusing than they had to be.

29. I am embarrassed to admit how many years its been since I picked up one of my clarinets.  I wish I could find a local ensemble to join, but, that would mean reaching out and asking and aahhhhhh *hides*

30. I would also totally lose my shit if I could find a choral group to join that wasn’t attached to a Christian church. no offense at all to christian churches, but I feel a bit dishonest joining a group connected to a faith I don’t share, you know?

31. when I go to xmas eve church with my mom at her church, my brother-in-law’s mother does indeed make me join choir for that night, and its great!

32. i’m intensely lonely most of the time but I pretend i’m not because indulging in the feeling won’t change anything. and tbh part of it is my fault for isolating myself.

33. I have chronic severe depressive disorder coupled with a side of anxiety. So I feel like shit, and I worry about it, LOL

34. Prior to November 2017 NaNoWriMo, I hadn’t written in over 10 years, save for a couple 300ish word short stories.

35.  part of me is terrified certain family members will find my AO3/Tumblr. I actually talked to my psychologist about this fear at my last appointment. We agreed that if they go to so much trouble as to find my internet alter ego, they deserve to be offended by my work. Fuck ‘em.

36. just once I wish I could feel the support I give my family given to me. I have one supportive family member and its not even blood. my brother-in-law is my best friend, for real.  my Warder (if you follow WoT), bonded in balefire.  I wish the rest of my family would care about me, but I’m working on accepting they just won’t.

37. I love learning languages for the same reason I love studying music, and I love writing - my goal is to communicate as effectively as possible, make people really understand, and the more avenues open to me the better

38. when I get a little drunk, I forget English and speak a mashup of Spanish, German, and Japanese

39. I have to go to karaoke tomorrow night for the first time since I was sexually harassed at karaoke last October, and I’m kinda terrified

40. I get very down on myself when I realize in my writing I do no world building and very little serious plotting. I basically write angst, or love, or smut. I’m trying to be okay with that, but I admit I feel like I don’t do a good enough job.

41. wow way to kill the mood, Xy.   honestly, if anyone is still reading this, you get a fucking medal.  i’m not that interesting, and I probably should have stopped writing this long ago.

42. I really wish life would give me a fucking break, you know?  but that’s not how it works.  you gotta make your own breaks, and I’m too gods-damned tired to try at present.  Maybe I’ll try later this year.

43. I wish I lived alone. Ironic, since I’m lonely 99% of the time.  But having a roommate isn’t the same as having companionship and sometimes I just want to not listen to someone else’s blaring TV or have someone else walk thru the house while I’m writing at the table or have someone comment on my singing (even if its complimentary)

44. WOW I GOT DEPRESSED LETS LIGHTEN THINGS UP SHALL WE?  I love apple scented shit.

45.  I own at least 10 pairs of kitty ears, and two tails.  In fact I am wearing ears to karaoke tomorrow.  Meow.

46.  I want the relationship I write for Gladnis in my Discretion series BUT I’M NOT HOLDING MY BREATH FAM

47.  my son is 8 yrs old and he’s honestly the best thing i’ve done with my life, and he is the thing I am most proud of, even topping my joy in beating cancer

48.  in 2016 I lost 120 pounds.  in 2017 i gained 30 back.  in 2018… we’ll see.

HOLY FUCK THAT WAS HARD I DESERVE MORE RUM NOW OKAY

[keywestlou]

GO WEST, YOUNG MAN

“Go west, young man” is attributed to New York Tribune publisher Horace Greeley. He used the verbiage in an editorial in 1865.

Actually, Greeley lifted the phrase from something a John Babasone Lane Soule wrote in 1851.

Neither actually wrote the phrase as presented here. Each had a slight variation.

History behind us, I want you to know this old man went west. I am in Birmingham, Alabama. At the home of Jean  and Joe Thornton. Jean the famous Key West Golden Girl.

Both were kind enough to invite me. Worked perfectly. The hotel had no room for me. I could not get a room anywhere else. The cone began to run over Atlanta.

Birmingham is 2 1/2 hours directly west of Atlanta.

Traffic normal Atlanta to Birmingham. Gassed up mid way. Some pumps are empty. Not because of everyone wanting to tank up. I suspect the gasoline is being shipped to parts of Florida badly needing it.

Alabama a beautiful State. Reminds me of upstate New York. Heavy green foliage. Trees. Big. Type of tree different. What I saw today were 30-50 foot high ones not with leaves. Looked like huge Xmas trees with the branch needles stretching upward.

The Marriott Marquis in downtown Atlanta was some hotel. Huge with all kind of niceties.

I have been in Key West too long without getting off the rock. Maybe 8-10 years. People dress differently on the mainland. Long pants and jackets for men. I have no long pants or jackets that fit any longer. My only shoes are a worn out pair of crocs. Big toe peeking out on each side.

I talk with everyone in Key West. I felt awkward in Atlanta. The big city overwhelmed me for a while. Overcame it soon.

No question, I have become a Key Wester through and through.

A receptionist at the Marriott by the name of Ella busted her ass trying to get me a room. She did get me an extra day which I passed on. I feared I would run into the Miami escapees if I waited a day longer to leave for Birmingham.

A big hotel well run. Makes our Marriott in Key West look tiny. And we have the largest dining room in Key West! Atlanta’s could not match Key West in restaurant size.

Marriott’s manager is a Sean John. Left him an e-mail complimenting Ella and sharing my thought of what a well operated facility he ran.

Cheap, too. $137, without tax. I use a Marriott credit card. Got me an upgrade to a semi-suite that was huge. The Concierge Room was outstanding. Breakfast, hors d’oerves, and drinks.

I was on the 39th floor. Could not help thinking what would I do if there were a fire. Reminded me of that movie way back with Paul Newman and William Holden. A high rise on fire and a big party on the roof.

I never left the hotel yesterday. Never got to buy long pants and shoes. Did not visit the Carter Presidential Library and Museum. The driving the day before caught up with me. After lunch, fell into bed and slept 3 hours.

Kind of the Thorntons to take me in. And the many to follow tonight and tomorrow. Jean has been cooking ahead in preparation. Meat loaf tonight because it is comforting. Tomorrow, lasagna for dinner. Alabama football in the afternoon.

Joe drinks socially and smokes. I have a friend! Outside on their back porch. No smoking in Jean’s house!

Received a telephoned call from Marty Leshaw last night. He was sitting on a boat in Santa Clara, California enjoying a drink.

Marty and I were bosom buddies several years ago. Every night out on the town. Would meet first at the Chart Room. Moved on from there.

Marty semi-retired. He has a beautiful home on the intercoastal in Fort Lauderdale. Plus, a fun house on tall stilts which sits in the ocean somewhere. Marty figures Irma will take them both down.

Marty thought it was time to leave. His wife disagreed. Marty left. She stayed. She did not want to leave her son and family. The son’s home several blocks inland and she thought it would be safe.

Marty disagreed. It came down to …..I’m going…..you do what you want. She did. She stayed. Hope she and the family get through this well.

This is blog #2 today. I did a short one as I hurried this morning to get on the road.

Enjoy your day!

  GO WEST, YOUNG MAN was originally published on Key West Lou