#Tessie the chicken

[superfluffychickens]

Cute and puffy borbs staying warm on a cold day!

#chicken #chickens #backyard chickens #chickenblr #farmcore #pet chicken #faverolle chicken #faverolles chicken #peach the chicken #Athena the chicken #Tessie the chicken

[scuderiamh]

red-nosed baby || n. de vries x reader

pairing: nyck de vries x reader request: yes / no summary: your first christmas as a family – except the little one got sick right before. word count: 900 warnings: tess makes a return <3 rushed revising. two days late again... oops?

a baby’s first christmas was always something to look forward to. and not to get you wrong, you were excited. emphasis on were, past tense. 

there was nothing more you were looking forward to in the months leading up to christmas than the idea of spending it with your newly wedded husband nyck and your near one year old child, tess. sure, you knew full well this wouldn’t remain in tessie’s memories in thee years to come, but it was still important to you, just as it was to nyck. you’d have the memories. she would have the pictures in the future.

and it was all so exciting. you truly went all out. you’ve baked more cookies than you have in your lifetime, went over the top in decorations, and maybe went a little too far in buying gifts for your little one.

but it was going to be fun.

now to the emphasized past tense - tess got sick. right before christmas.

to say you were devastated would be pretty fair.

maybe it wasn’t that big of a deal, but it sure did feel like one. not only was christmas going to be spent with her too sick to really enjoy it, it was her first christmas, too.

the highs of your excitement were high, but now the lows were just as intense. you tried to keep the christmas spirit going, telling yourself she’d be fine by christmas morning, but then when she wasn’t… it was nyck who had to try and keep the mood high.

“hey, at least its the one she won’t remembered.” he said, making a weak attempt of brightening the atmosphere. you two were half sat, half laying on your bed, with tess in between. she was sound asleep, but after the long night you’d just had trying to keep her from crying too much, you knew it wouldn’t last too long. not only were you all upset, you were beyond exhausted, too.

“yeah,” you smiled half-heartedly, appreciating his efforts but not feeling much better. “i guess so.”

in terms of talking, the room went silent, but your daughter’s consistently labored breathing rang throughout the room. then, nyck checked his phone, and the action caused you to glance over.

“a couple stores should be open now,” he said, propping himself up a little more. “i can go get the medicine now.” “no, you stay. i’ll go.”

“you sure?” he asked, watching you say you got up.

“yeah.” you nodded. maybe it was a little selfish, but you needed to get out of this room. it started to get depressing, and you needed to breathe a little. seeing all the christmas spirit outside was not something you were looking forward to, but it was better than feeling cooped up. “i’ll see you in a bit. love you.”

“yeah, you too, schat. see you.” he responded with a little sigh, sinking back down and returning his attention to a sleeping tess.

you put little to no time into making yourself presentable, only making yourself look decent enough to escape concern. it took a little online searching to find the closest grocery store open today, but the driving itself only took about five minutes.

once at the store, you’d made your trip for cold medicine quick. you averted your eyes from any of the decorations and successfully blocked out the christmas music with your own headphones playing something of the complete opposite energy. while there, you grabbed some chicken broth you figured would likely come in handy later.

the overall time to the store and back must’ve taken less than twenty minutes total, but you’d come home to an entirely different scene.

while the lighting outside hadn’t changed, it seemed as though the mood brightened the house significantly by the time you were back. jolly music was playing from a speaker somewhere, and, on the couch-

nyck holding a slightly better looking tess, who was awake and… not crying. giggling, actually. it was a sight so normal you’d almost forgotten the circumstances, but as you remembered the past few days it came as a shock.

little tess, way too sick to do anything but sleep or cry just hours ago, was giggling. a laugh impossibly even sweeter to hear than normal times.

“and would you look at that!” nyck exclaimed in a hushed voice, clearly talking to tess though looking at you. “mom’s back!”

it was now that they were turned your way did you realize they had… red… something? on their noses. approaching them with something resembling caution, you looked more than confused. “what’s on your guys’ noses?” you asked tentatively, putting down the grocery bag before sitting down next to them.

“face paint.” nyck shrugged, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.

“why?”

“we’re red nosed reindeer!” he said, and tess burst out in another fit of giggles. “like rudolph.”

your smile was impossibly wide as your head hung with your laugh. now, that’s what he wanted to see. a silly antic to make both his girls laugh.

“tess… the red nosed baby?” you said, and he nodded enthusiastically. 

at the mention of her name, tess’ attention was on you and her arms were outstretched your way. you took her into your arms immediately, tapping her painted nose once with a smile. when she sneezed, you knew it was still going to be a long day ahead of you. but maybe it wasn’t going to be as dark as it felt.

#nyck de vries #nyck de vries x reader #nyck de vries fluff #nyck de vries fanfic #ndv21 #f1 #formula 1 #formula one x reader #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 x y/n

[purplesimmer455]

Later that morning, Piper swims playfully around in the pool in her mermaid form as her moms start to get up in their room. They’re very lovey dovey as they say good morning to each other and check in with each other, and Chrissy pulls Luna close to kiss her cheek. Meanwhile Tess sprays her plants for bugs, and Megan gets up just as a video call comes in from Iseul.

“Good morning, Issy.” Megan says, smiling as she sees Iseul’s slightly tired but cheerful grin. “Morning Megs.” Iseul says, her voice slightly husky from sleep and Megan ignores the random shiver she gets from hearing it*. “Everyone’s still asleep and I’m sitting in the kitchen so I don’t disturb them.” Iseul says and Megan nods. “How was your Winterfest?” She asks. “Good, Gracie and I had amazing time with my family, I loved seeing Min Jun, Paenji, and Cammy. We’re heading to Simland in a few days to visit the Siddiquis and I’ll see my other niece Cece so I’m happy.” Iseul says, and Megan smiles. “That’s great, Issy.” Megan says. “How was your Winterfest?” Iseul asks, her dark eyes on Megan’s. “Good too, we mostly just relaxed. Luna made her grandpa’s chicken tikka recipe and I made some brownies and we exchanged gifts and had a chill day.” Megan says. “That sounds so good.” Iseul says. Plus Iseul asks if she and Grace can come over to visit. “Sure, Tessie and I are home.” Megan says, and Iseul grins. “Great, see you, Liao.” She says. “See you, Kang,” Megan says, laughing and shaking her head as Iseul winks and does the finger gun motion to the camera. “You’re cheesy as hell,” she adds, and Iseul laughs too.

#ts4 #mysims #Christine Hecking #Megan Liao #Tess Feldman-Liao #Luna Feldman-Chen #Piper Feldman-Chen #*this is me trying to be like no I don’t want to have a crush but my brain goes against the program 👀😳😅 #I think my crush angst is accidentally translating into my writing but anyway yeah 😅

[filoras]

went on a fun date yesterday??

we met up at the lucky grocery store??? and we walked around, window shopping lmao. we ended up buying a truly™️ fruity vodka from the clearance section. after we head to jollibee, and get ourselves the spicy chicken sandwiches. (ughhh i love jollibee so much!!) he also got us the pineapple quenchers hehe. after eating, we walk to a more discreet spot of the parking lot and mix our pineapple quenchers w the truly™️ vodka. And u know what? It was not bad! But definitely like high school vibes fr

we then walk over to a nearby bar and just talk. this guy's really funny and im glad that we have same typa humor. Next, we spontaneously go to dave&busters omg. we play competitively at some games and i beat his ass a few times 😤😤😤 at some point, we just show each other random memes (a lot of which were filipino themed LMAO)

anyways, we hook up in the back of his tessie for a few hrs at the dave&busters parking lot akhshsbdbd. fun nite overall.

a few things tho:

-we call him mao the way he lay zedong

-hes a dwummer for one of the bands i listen to so i think thats an incheresting layer

-he l-bombs pretty hard. he was complimenting me so much it was pretty crazy. im trynna be cautious about this one

-he let me borrow his mega large f*ye w*bster sweater so i have to see him again to return it jwhdbshsbs

#personal

[jow99]

Tarragona to Vilanova I la Geltrù

Tuesday morning Jose went with Tony to run some errands in Tarragona and Jo and I first prepped tonight’s dinner and then went through the cupboards in preparation for Nyla’s trip to down under. Neither of us like to see good food wasted so by the end of the morning I had a big bag of food for us and another for Marjolein.

Chores done we went for a walk towards the places we ate at a good 14 months ago when we first came to see them in Tarragona. It was nice to go back to that area where we ate so many times.

After a delicious lunch we strolled back (observing some of the kick arse boats - see photo). Jo had requested espresso martinis and Tony did a stellar job. Drinks in hand we settled in to watch a movie. The weather has remained pretty iffy so indoor pursuits were preferable.

As we finished watching the movie, Jo finished off dinner - which was delicious, a one pan Greek chicken with rice 😋 After dinner it was sgroppino time and another movie. Surprise, surprise it was another midnight bed time.

Wednesday morning it was time to pack and get ready to depart. The four of us strolled up into Tarragona to run an errand and then stopped by the market on the way back for a glass of cava and some pica pica.

By the time we got back it was after noon and time for us to depart. With tentative dates in the diary for catching up in Oz, hugs and kisses all round we were off. Thankfully Loges gave us a lift given we now had two big bags of food added to the luggage.

Back at the campground we dumped our bags and strolled down to the beach for some lunch. It really is a lovely setting at the beach here.

The rest of the afternoon was spent chilling by Tessi though we did rouse ourselves to go for a swim in the pool before picking up a few groceries and heading back to Tessi for nibbles and dinner.

Saying goodbye to Jo and Tony today and making plans to catch up in Oz has really brought home the fact that in a month we’ll be back in Narrabeen 😎

[taypae]

I’m so proud of this little chicken. She let me put the harness around her head and kept it on as long as I was giving her seeds. She’s come a long way in the almost six years that I’ve had her. Tessie is the best.

[chaotic-on-main]

May I request crème brûlée for the sweets ask? 🥺

Hi Tessie!! 💕 Absolutely, thank you for dropping in my asks!

Créme brulee - ideally it's a smoked salmon eggs benedict with some sauteed purple cabbage mixed with bacon and a side of fresh fruit!! But I'm also pretty simple and I'd be okay with an egg in a nest* or egg ramen**. :3

*a piece of bread with a whole punched out, buttered and thrown in a pan with a cracked egg in the middle to cook sunnyside. Flip it until cooked the way you like it. Then I'll dip the piece of bread I punched out in the runny yolk. It's so good and so precious to me because I grew up eating them.

**maruchan chicken ramen cooked in water, drained, then sprinkled with the seasoning. Toss in some butter, an egg, Sriracha, and a slice of American cheese. Mix it all until cooked and melted and tada, you got some egg ramen!

Send me some sweets!!

#asks #answered #moots #💕

[thenonconformistcurmudgeon]

Visiting The Ancients

Narrator:  We welcome you to another episode of True History: Behind the Scenes.  In today’s episode, we take you back to ancient Greece, to the Pythagoras household.  Pythagoras, philosopher, mathematician, and man not about town is working at his desk, cutting up papyrus into triangles while his mother Esther, Father Saul, Saul’s brother Uncle Mort, and Esther’s sister Aunt Tessie along with friend of the family Diogenes Laertius are having tea and a nosh.

Esther: Pythagoras, take a break, have some strudel, your Aunt Tessie makes such a nice strudel.  You can’t work with those triangles’ hour after hour without nourishment.

Pythagoras: Mom, not now, you know I am not hungry when putting the axioms together to make a theorem. I feel oh so close to a breakthrough.

Mort: Always with the triangles, did you ever think about working with circles, squares, rectangles, trapezoids or maybe a nice rhombus.   You know the rhombus is an under appreciated shape.

Pythagoras: They’re some nice shapes but the triangle is the one for me.  I’ve made headway on the equilateral and the right angle but the isosceles is a tough nut to crack, and don’t get me started on the obtuse scalene.  

Saul:  He can’t get his head out of the triangles. Can hardly get him to go out of the house. Oy Vey Ist Mir.  

Aunt Tessie: How was that date I set you up on, that Pandora seemed like such a nice girl.

Pythagoras: No more set ups Aunt Tessie please. It didn’t go so well. She carries a box around with her and every time you disagree with her, she threatens to open it and cause mass havoc.   A real meshuggeneh.    I dropped her back home early and she wasn’t too pleased. I have had an unexplained itchy rash since.

Esther: You know who I hear is available again.  Helen of Troy.  She would make a nice match, such a beautiful Punim.

Saul:  You know men have gone to war over that beauty. Got a pair of legs a mile long but seems a little thin lately after her abduction.

Tessie: You know cousin Bertha’s kugel would put a few pounds back on her quickly.

Mort: Bertha’s kugel sure stick to the ribs, like eating a brick, last time I had that kugel I couldn’t eat for a week.  What about the Rhombus Pythagoras?

Saul: What does Helen do all day now that she is back home?

Tessie:  I hear she spends her time down at the docks. I don’t know what she does there.

Esther: They say she is working on launching ships.  Sailors want to see her beauty before they go out to sea.  She wants to launch 1000 ships.  She is up to 37, guess she has a ways to go.

Mort: You know, if they want to launch ships fast, they should bring your cousin Tilly down to the docks.  Those sailors will move those ships out of the harbor lickety-split once they lay eyes on that mug.

Tessie: Why don’t you do something useful Pythagoras instead of this theorem mishigas.

Mort: Is there any coinage in this theorem business?  Can they tax the theorem?

Saul:  He plans to give it away for free.  His goal is to have 2 of the top 5 theorems of all time.

Tessie: How about becoming a doctor like Hippocrates. His parents are so proud. Every time you see them, they start in “My son the doctor” he did this and that.

Esther:  I hear he is not accepting any new patients now. I wonder what he is up to?

Saul: He is working on some kind of oath for the doctors to take.

Mort: I heard his draft oaths didn’t go over so well when he presented them at the convention. First oath was “Try Harder”.  An Italian doctor told him to stick your try harder you know where. Hippocrates went into a panic and blurted out, “No Evening Hours”.  Although all in attendance thought it brilliant and resolved that this could be a secret society agreement, they didn’t think they could declare it as a public oath.    Then, Hippocrates came up with “Will accept two slaughtered and plucked chickens for services rendered”.  The other doctors laughed and told him that is not an oath, that is a service agreement.  He is home brooding.

Esther: Pythagoras, how about a nice slice of Babka?

Pythagoras: Always the old-world food.  We are in Greece; souvlaki should be served.

Mort:  You know in my day we got along fine without any theorems.  What you need is some good hard work.  Your uncle Frank has a latrine digging and clean out business.  He can always use an extra hand. It would do a boy good. Might take the starch out of his collar.  Pythagoras, you could dig the holes in any shape you want, even a nice rhombus.

Saul: Hard labor? We can’t get him to take out the garbage.

Esther: He is a deep thinker.  You’ll see, he’ll make us proud someday. He’s a good boy.

Mort: Some deep thinker, won’t even give the rhombus a chance.

Tessie: You know Pyth, that girl Medusa moved in down the street.  She’s new in town and hasn’t had many suitors. Be a mensch, ask her out.

Mort:  Bit of a wild child I hear, a hot head, a real card. Some say one direct look from her can turn you into stone.    

Diogenes: I’ve seen her. What’s with the hair? A bit scary.

Tessie:  A nice hat would make her presentable.

Diogenes: I think you’re barking up the wrong tree with Pythy.  He once told me he does not indulge in the pleasures of love.

Pythagoras: Yes, you should only have sex whenever are you willing to be weaker than yourself.

Mort:  What does that mean? Do you know what that means Saul?

Saul: I have no idea.

Pythagoras: I’m an ascetic.  It is the practice of severe self-discipline and abstention from all forms of indulgence.

Mort: Pythagoras, you should go to the new play by Euripides.  Got great reviews but I fell asleep within minutes.  Always the tragedy with that hack, you think he can try his hand at a farce for once. It would be a great test of your severe self-discipline to see if you can stay awake in your seat and not walk out before the end of the first act.

Narrator: A sullen Hippocrates comes into the house.

Esther: Welcome Hippocrates, what’s with the hang dog look, let me get you a nosh.

Hippocrates: Looks like a good-looking strudel you got there.

Tessie: Here is a boy who knows a good thing. Sit down, I’ll give you a big piece. It will do you good.  

Mort: The oath business not going so well?

Hippocrates: Their a tough group to please.  I have a writer’s block.  

Esther: How about this Hippocrates. First, don’t kill anybody.

Saul: Don’t be upset Hippocrates.  Esther lost a cousin when a doctor put leeches down her throat for some congestion.  

Hippocrates: Well, we do lose quite a few even with our modern techniques. You know, you might be on to something Esther.  It just needs a tweak.    First do no harm.

Esther: No, First don’t kill anybody. Always with the leeches, the trepanning, the bile, the phlegm.  You’d be better off with a good mustard plaster then what you quacks do.

Hippocrates: This strudel is delicious.  I hate to eat and run but I have a sudden inspiration on the oath. (Hippocrates leaves quickly but first picks up an extra piece of strudel to take home).

Tessie: You can pick up a nice hat as a gift for Medusa to wear on your night out.

Diogenes: A bucket hat would work.  Hey Pyth, lets make it a threesome.  We tell her she has to wear the hat throughout the date or we end the night early. She’ll go for it.  The boys have not exactly been knocking down her door since she moved in.

Pythagoras: I am kind of stuck right now on the theorem.  Maybe a break will do me good.

Diogenes: We load up with Ouzo and see what the night brings.

Mort: And don’t forget, give the Rhombus a square deal.

Esther: You are a bit of a card yourself Mort.

Narrator: After a night of heavy ouzo excess, Medusa indeed kept the hat on, the threesome engaged in great frivolity, and Pythagoras learned all the practical angles of a triangle. Acute, obtuse, right angle, isosceles and his breakthrough theorem emerged within a day after the date. He noted the night of indulgence was simply for research, but was quite verklempt, and returned to his asceticism the next day.  The Hippocratic Oath and the Pythagorean theorem lives on.

Don’t miss our next episode of True History: Behind the Scenes.  We will be exploring behind the scenes of how Susan Stevers, Boston housewife, invented minute tapioca pudding.  

#Visiting The Ancients

[fantoccia]

slurred words for freeze.

Das my bess friend beep beep is that my bessie in a tessie bich you look goodt with a t at the end imma hype em every time that my motha effin friend

no fr i love him a whole bucnh look at him. looook at him he's come so far i'm sooo proud look?? Andy of you say anything about him and I'll Hurt you okay. Don't try me!!

he's rly rly good and always so good to me i must be so disappointign but thats okay i just want him to be happy and live hsi life with his lil fam. white pickett fecne sunday fried chicken

[chronicparagon]

Wondering what dinner the other was making, ron would glace over their shoulder, trying to get attention while chris only laughs at the scene, "ron! You're not supposed to bother people when they're making food!" The young man stated, but ron was too fix upon the smell to care about anything.

"Now, now. It's all right." Harmony answers Chris with a small laugh. "Ron wants to see what I'm doing is all. He probably smells the chicken that's baking in the oven. It's my great-aunt Tessie's recipe, and it's always good. So, I think you'll both like it! They'll be crispy when they're done." The aroma of spices mingling with hot food looms in the kitchen and waft to the dining room and living room nearyby. She takes a peek over her shoulder, offering Ron a smile.

"Right now, I'm boiling some potatoes so I can mash them with butter and milk which I have warming up in the pan over here." She points to a small saucepan on the burner that is next to the one occupied by a large pot holding the peeled potato slices. "Those will be ready pretty soon, so I'll drain the potatoes with the strainer that I have by the sink. Then, I mash them with the other ingredients to make it fluffier." Harmony stirs the melted butter and milk in the saucepan, careful not to have it scalded.

"I've been thinking about what to do for dessert tonight. It's been a while since I baked cookies. " It was an activity Harmony used to do with her great-aunt when she was a child. She had such wonderful memories in Tessie's kitchen and would love to give that experience to other people who may not have that.

"Would you and Chris like to help? I would love some help with decorating them too. I bought new cookie cutters, icing, and decorations when I was out running errands."

@frozenintimc

#frozenintimc #answered #thank you!! #food tw

[superfluffychickens]

[ID: a photo of a light brown chicken with a fluffy white beard. The chicken is looking into the camera. End ID.]

Tessie would like to show everyone her lovely new beard that grew in after her molt!

#the Orpingtons pulled out most of the faverolles’ beards when they were all living in the coop together this past spring #but now their beautiful fluffy beards are growing back nicely! #chicken #chickens #backyard chickens #chickenblr #farmcore #pet chicken #faverolle chicken #faverolles chicken #tessie the chicken

[tessiseestheworld]

So today I missed the hike in Hā’ena State Park to Hanakapiai beach. So I stayed in the car, napped and counted chickens that kept eying me if I were edible.

We drove through Hanalei which is a super cute town with nice shopping, where I bought a super cool new necklace, saw it and before I knew it I was buying it. I hope it will survive the trips home and be as beautiful as it is now.

#tessi sees the world #pictures by me #Kauai #Hawaii #chickens #Hanalei

[riffheartsgraziella]

The Jet Couples Modern AU HC - Couples Vacation

A/N: This is a follow-up to my last Modern AU about Riff and Graz going on vacation!

⁃ After hearing about how much fun Riff and Graziella had on their cruise in the spring, the girls decide to plan a massive trip in the summer for the Jet couples—all 14 of them. ⁃ Though it involves some begging, pleading, and crying on some of their parts, the girls finally manage to get all their boyfriends on board, despite the price tag of the trip. ⁃ Graziella, Velma, and Mamie volunteer to be in charge of collecting the money and booking everything. Riff, Mouthpiece, and Diesel threaten to knock the other Jets’ heads together if they make anything difficult for their girlfriends. ⁃ Still in contact with the travel agent who helped her book the cruise with Riff, Graziella somehow manages to get 14 adjoining cabins (everyone agreed it would be best not to share a room with another couple), which means that all their balconies can be opened up. This makes it easy to access one another’s rooms when they need to, and leads to some fun nights hanging out during the duration of the cruise. ⁃ Graziella makes sure to secure scopolamine patches to help with Riff’s seasickness before they leave. They learned that lesson on their last cruise. ⁃ When all the couples arrive at the pier in New York to board the cruise, the elderly couples on line grumble about the “rowdy youngsters” who they worry will ruin their trip. ⁃ Since their rooms aren’t ready when they first board the ship, everyone immediately goes to the pool deck to claim deck chairs and share a toast at the bar. ⁃ Literally everyone on board is terrified of the Jet couples. There’s just so many of them. Within a few hours, everyone on the ship knows who they are. ⁃ As soon as the announcement is made that the cabins are ready, Action and Rhonda head to their room immediately. They spend a good portion of the time at sea in there, with the curtains drawn. ⁃ During the days at sea, the couples spend most of their time by the pool, tanning, drinking, and hanging out. The girls mostly want to lay out on their deck chairs, while the boys end up roughhousing in the pool, much to the annoyance of the older couples on board. ⁃ Mouthpiece, Diesel, and A-Rab repeatedly try to go down the slides, despite being told multiple times that the slides are only for children. The three of them manage to jump in on one occasion, all together, which results in them being banned from the slide area, much to Velma’s, Mamie’s, and Dot’s mortification. ⁃ At various points during their time on the pool deck, the girls end up getting scooped up by their boyfriends and tossed into the pool despite their shrieks of protest. ⁃ Baby John doesn’t want to toss Tessie into the water while she’s trying to tan, so the two of them sneak off to the buffet to avoid the mayhem. ⁃ Balkan ends up having to do a lot of groveling to a severely pissed off Tat when he gets her hair wet after tossing her into the pool—“Balkan! I spent an hour on my hair this morning!” ⁃ Mamie and Diesel are victorious in games of chicken against Karen and Ice and Sorella and Skink, but are eventually defeated by Graziella and Riff, who also beat Velma and Mouthpiece and Gussie and Snowboy. ⁃ At dinner, the restaurants on board are unable to accommodate all 28 members of their party at one table, so they have to split them in half. Riff, Graziella, Diesel, Mamie, Mouthpiece, Velma, Action, Rhonda, Ice, Karen, A-Rab, Dot, Baby John, and Tessie sit at one table, while Balkan, Tat, Big Deal, Natalie, Tiger, Mack, Numbers, Maxie, Skink, Sorella, Snowboy, Gussie, Little Moly, and Sweden sit at the other. ⁃ No one else stands a chance on the dance floor when the Jet couples go out dancing. ⁃ One night, the girls manage to get the boys just drunk enough to agree to a group performance of “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” at karaoke night. ⁃ Big Deal and Natalie spend a large portion of their time at the casino on board. Big Deal ends up winning a ton of money and buys Natalie the necklace she’s had her eye on. ⁃ Riff and Ice both decide to surprise Graziella and Karen with couples’ massages at the spa on the ship. ⁃ During one of their stops in the Bahamas, the group goes on an excursion to Blue Lagoon Island, where they buy tickets for a “wild life swim” that includes swimming with dolphins and stingrays. Baby John is scared of the stingrays, so he and Tessie end up staying on the beach. ⁃ The dolphins literally love Mamie, which makes Diesel ridiculously proud. “It’s ’cause she’s so cute,” he tells everybody. When their swim is over, Diesel buys Mamie a stuffed dolphin at the gift shop. ⁃ Action gets a terrible sunburn in the Bahamas, so Rhonda has to spend the night covering him in aloe. ⁃ On another stop at the cruise line’s private island, the girls order round after round of Pina Coladas while lying on the beach and end up getting very drunk. The boys have to stop them from trying to get up and dance on the bar. Riff winds up having to carry Graziella over his shoulder to get her back on the ship. The other girls don’t fare much better. ⁃ During one of the last nights of the cruise, all of the couples get a group picture on the main staircase of the ship. Each couple buys a copy of it as a memento of their trip. ⁃ When they finally arrive back in New York, everyone is tanned (or sunburned), happy, and well-rested. They start talking about how they have to make the Jet couples’ vacation a yearly tradition.

#the jet couples #the jets west side story #the jet girls west side story #the jet couples hc #the jet couples au #west side story #west side story 2021 #wss headcanons

[vaspider]

Hope it’s okay to send feathery pets too, here are my chickens and their glorious beards - their names are Tessie, Junebug, Fern, Athena, and Rue

I LOVE BACKYARD DINOSAURS

PLEASE SHOW ME ALL YOUR DINOSAURS EVERYONE

[jow99]

A lovely weekend

Saturday morning Jose met his gravel ride group and I met up with Stephen for our own gravel ride. There are loads of good gravel roads around here so high time I went out and explored them. We had a lovely morning.

Rotisserie chicken for lunch watching Le Tour. Late afternoon we headed out to the beach. The town beach was heaving with people so we headed back to our pebbly beach, which is always entertaining watching ourselves and others hobbling into the water over the pebbles 🙄

As we were heading up from the beach, a couple who we have met this last month waved us over and asked us to join them for a drink. We met Fiona at our Spanish conversation group and then have seen her and her husband, Andrew at this same bar 2-3 times now. It was lovely to sit down and have a chat and we’ve swapped details for when we return from our travels.

We headed home for a shower and dinner before heading back out again to the Havaneres concert. We happened to be here for it last year too. We were actually treated to their sound checks while we were on the beach. The group we were watching all had lovely voices so it was nice to see them perform rather than just sound checking.

A late start Sunday morning which meant the beach was pretty full by the time we went down for our swim. Nevertheless we got our swims done and had breakfast before heading home via the supermarket.

A bit of Spanish homework before a bbq lunch on the balcony watching Le Tour. Martijn messaged Jose during the afternoon to go to their place for dinner as we won’t see them now for a few weeks. He also did it as a surprise for Marjolein.

After Le Tour (another exciting stage), we got ourselves dressed and headed up to M&Ms. At first I felt a bit bad as Marjolein had been cleaning all afternoon and wasn’t expecting us. She thought we must have been going out for dinner somewhere and just dropped by. Thankfully she was happy with the surprise and Martijn had organised dinner, which Jose helped him prepare. It was a fun night.

Much as we love travelling in Tessi, this time we’re finding it harder to leave our friends and head off, even with the ever increasing inflow of tourists.

[deadpanwalking]

I want to read more short stories. What are your favourite short story anthologies?

There's a post kind of like this floating around somewhere, but as an adult, I am constantly chasing the high I got from those thick grubby xeroxed packets of short stories that my high school English teachers used to plunk on our desks at the beginning of the quarter. Only a handful of them made it onto the curriculum, but it was nothing but hits! Remember them?

I used to devour those tasty fools without even bothering to take off my coat when I got home from school. Most of the authors were new to me, so each story felt like a virus being introduced into my unsuspecting immune system. How was I supposed to live with the knowledge that a feeble old man with enormous wings washed up on shore after three days of heavy rain, was regarded with curiosity in town until the novelty wore off, and flew away without much fanfare after living in a local family's chicken coop for several years? Why did I recognize the dread and exhilaration that made Connie get in the truck with Arnold, and which washed over the narrator after he quit his job and followed those pretty girls out of the A&P? With whom would I stay up at night to draw a cathedral and have an epiphany about shared human experience? Tiburon, the waiter said. Eshark. Tessie Hutchinson must not die!

In his poem “Those Winter Sundays”, Robert Hayden recalls his father, tired and aching from the work week, silently making his way through the cold, dark house on winter mornings to light a fire so his family would wake up to a warm home: “What did I know, what did I know / of love’s austere and lonely offices?”

In between stories, sweating through my layers, I'd imagine my English teacher standing by an old copier after everyone had gone home and assembling Chekov, Kincaide, Carver, Nabokov, Hurston, Munro, Oates, and my heart would abruptly surge with so much gratitude that I felt it well up in my throat and prickle at the back of my eyes.

To answer your question, the closest approximation of that feeling can be derived from anthologies like The Story and Its Writer, The Art of The Story, and collections put out by Scribner, Oxford, Norton, et al. If there's an author you particularly enjoy, see if they have helped curate any collections—the best example of that is Borges, Casares, and Ocampo putting together their Antología de la Literatura Fantástica. Also, well-known literary magazines like The Paris Review and The New Yorker and countless small press publishers are always coming out with anthologies that cover a variety of themes and feature a diverse selection of authors in addition to the established favorites.

#i would hold on to those packets until they fell apart in the putrid miasma of my backpack or desk #i don't actually own a lot of anthologies because at my advanced age when i like an author i want their collected works #and reading literary journals introduces me to a lot of authors without having to wait for the yearly best short fiction anthologies #but honestly ebooks have kind of changed the game so maybe i should try to snap some up since they don't take up physical space on my shelf #i read much of the night and go south in the winter #anonymous #assbox