Mud, Milkshakes, and Dancing Pt 2

Hello!  So this is part 2 to my 50’s story.  Part 3 will Lord willing be up next week!  🙂

As you can see, I finally came up with a name for the story, and I think it fit’s pretty well. 🙂

This part is told from Greg’s point of view, and I’ve got to say I’ve never really written from a guy’s perspective, but this was a lot of fun!  Part 3, which will most likely be the final part, will be back in Lucy’s pov though. 🙂

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“So…what do you like to do for fun? You know I like to read and that’s what I would have been doing if not for this, but what would you be doing on a typical Friday night?” Lucy asked me, her finger tapping against her leg in what I assumed was a nervous habit. Just a few minutes ago her whole hand had been doing it, but now it had slowed down to just her pointer finger.

“I rarely do the same thing. Sometimes I go to the local diner with some friends, and sometimes I stay home and work on my motorcycle,” I said.

“You have a motorcycle?” she said, sounding surprised.

I nodded, forgetting that it was dark outside. Apparently she could see my silhouette well enough though because she replied almost immediately.

“That’s so cool! My father has always said that he wants to get one, but Mother won’t allow it. She claims they are too dangerous, and I guess I can see her point. Still, I’ve always thought they looked like the perfect thing to ride when you want an adventure,” she babbled excitedly.

“An adventure?” I chuckled. “That’s what you think of when you see a motorcycle?”

Her enthusiasm faded and I cursed myself. She had forgotten about being shy for a second and I had to go and ruin it by teasing her.

Her voice was quiet when she answered. “I guess it sounds rather silly.”

“No, no, I can understand why you’d think that way. When you ride a motorcycle you don’t worry about anything. You just feel…free, I suppose,” I said, struggling to say what was in my head.

“How long have you had it?” she asked, changing the subject though her tone was a bit brighter.

 

For both of us being so shy and awkward, Lucy and I talked rather comfortably until we reached the drive in. Once we had pulled in though, silence hung like a heavy, awkward blanket between us. My nerves returned, and I figured the reason was that during the drive here it hadn’t fully felt like a date. Now that we were here, though, surrounded by other couples and my own cousin and Linda, I felt an immense amount of pressure. Lucy had made it clear that dates were not normally on her Friday night schedule and I couldn’t help but wonder why. It wasn’t as though she wasn’t pretty, and if she was talking about something she was interested in she was quite charming. I figured it had to be that she had really high standards, and with this being a blind date, I wasn’t sure if I lived up to those standards.

“Hey, if you guys aren’t in some deep conversation right now, why don’t you go grab some snacks,” Jacob interrupted my thoughts, making me jump. A quick glance at Lucy and I could see she had been startled as well. A small smile made its’ way onto my lips. It was kind of nice to not be the only odd one who got lost in one’s thoughts. I remember when I was little and my mother first scolded me for not listening to her. It was then that I first realized not everyone became so focused on what was going inside their head that they didn’t notice what was going on around them.

“Hello, earth to Greg,” my cousin waved his hand in front of my face and I blinked.

“What?”

“I asked if you and Lucy could go grab snacks,” he repeated.

“Oh, right,” I looked over at my ‘date’. “Is that ok with you?”

She shrugged and proceeded to get out of the car which I took as a yes. I was quick to follow suit and hopped out of the car…right into a mud puddle. It splattered up onto my pants and I sighed. Just my luck. Lucy held a pretty straight face, but I saw the corners of her lips twitch slightly.

“It’s alright, you can laugh. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I am doomed to embarrass myself as much as I possibly can,” I said. She obliged and a small laugh along with a snort bubbled out of her mouth.

“I’m sorry, it’s just that it’s usually me who-“ she stopped talking and looked down at the ground. I followed her gaze and saw that while she had been laughing, she hadn’t been looking at where she was walking. She too, had stepped into a mud puddle. Our eyes met and we both burst out laughing.

Lucy leaned down and took off her shoes and continued walking barefoot. “I suppose I faired better than you, though,” she said.

“How so?”

“I have a dress on so the mud only affected my shoes. My dress is perfectly fine. Your pants on the other hand…” she trailed off and motioned at the mud that soiled the bottoms of my pant legs.

“That’s true, I guess,” I shook my right foot as the slippery mud soaked through my socks and hit skin.

We reached the snack shack and stood in the back of the long line. I squinted at the sign that had what food was available. Being so far back, I could hardly see it and I wished I had my glasses. Unfortunately, Jacob had been quick to reassure me that I would not need them and that my date would not approve of how I looked when I wore them. Now I was wishing I had ignored him and worn them anyway.

“Why do they make the print so small on that sign? Surely they don’t expect everyone to be able to read that?” Lucy fumbled through her small purse and surprised me by pulling out her own eyeglasses. My mouth dropped open slightly. Lucy eyed me for a moment before asking, “Are you alright?”

I shook myself, and nodded. “Y-yes, sorry. I was just thinking how I wished I had my glasses with me and then you pulled yours out. It was just an odd coincidence is all.”

“Why don’t you have your glasses? Do you only need them to read up close? But if that was the case, then I don’t see why you would be wishing for them now.”

“Actually, I’m as blind as a bat. I usually wear them all the time but for some reason I let Jacob convince me to not wear them tonight.”

“Jacob doesn’t like your glasses?” she raised an eyebrow.

“Well,” I scratched my neck nervously, “he said you wouldn’t.”

“I wouldn’t what?”

“Like me with my glasses.”

“That’s ridiculous. Why wouldn’t I like you if you were wearing glasses? If anything, it would make me think less of you to know you let him convince you of such a thing,” she made motions with her hands as she talked. It was something she did often and I liked it. She was very expressive.

“As you should,” I said, before thinking for a moment. “Wait, why do you not wear your glasses all of the time if you cannot see distances either?”

Lucy blushed. “Unfortunately, even though I think it’s silly that you or Jacob would think that I wouldn’t like you as much if you were wearing glasses, I let Linda convince me of that fact before my first date.”

“Then we are both guilty of not being completely ourselves and letting others tell us that it is better to not be. We cannot change the past, so I say we forget about it now, and in the future be sure to wear our glasses. No matter what,” I said and she smiled.

“Agreed.”

I once again squinted at the sign that was still too far away. “Can you read what it says now?” I asked.

“Yes, would you like me to tell you?”

“If you wouldn’t mind. And while you do that, I’m going to take off these rotten shoes. The mud I stepped in earlier does not feel any better after it’s been in there several minutes,” I leaned against a nearby car and tugged off my filthy shoes.

“What a sight we both must be,” Lucy smirked.

“What do you mean?”

“Look at us. Barefoot, splattered with mud, and you look at everything while squinting because you can’t see while I wear my ridiculously large glasses. This isn’t something that is too common, you know,” she explained.

“This is definitely the most interesting date I’ve ever been on,” I mused. “But it is also so far the most fun I’ve had on one too. So I don’t know if mud and glasses are a bad thing.”

“No, I would have to agree with you there,” her eyes sparkled. Or maybe that was just the lights on her glasses…really I wasn’t sure but I didn’t particularly care. Tonight was not like the other dates I had been on in the past. I was enjoying myself, and I could tell Lucy was too. In fact, I didn’t want to go back to the car and be stuffed in the back seat and watch a movie. I realized Lucy was reading the food items on the menu aloud and I hadn’t heard a single word.

“Hey,” I interrupted. “Sorry, but do you want to be here?”

“Do I want to be here?” she repeated, confused.

“Here. As in at the drive in,” I looked around and saw a diner across the street. “Because I’m thinking we should ditch my cousin and your sister and go have some fun. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy drive-ins as much as the next person, but not during a double date.”

“What’s your idea of fun?” she said, and I knew I had piqued her interest.

“A walk through a town I don’t know. A couple of milkshakes. Maybe a bit of dancing? I don’t know, I guess we’ll find out what’s fun when we have it,” I shrugged.

“So you want to go on an adventure?” she said slowly as a grin grew on her face.

“Definitely.”

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Thanks for reading!

Anna Christine ❤

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Mud, Milkshakes, and Dancing Pt 1

Hello! 🙂

So this week has been pretty crazy with my vacation and all (it was a blast!) so I haven’t had as much time as I’ve wanted to work on this story.  So this is merely part one.  I honestly don’t know if there will be more than one other part, but I guess we’ll see where the story takes me! 🙂

I truly love the 50’s era (yay for old movies and tv shows!) so I just had to write a story centered in it.  The year is 1953, and a girl named Lucy is a total bookworm and doesn’t like to do anything other than read.  So of course I had to throw her out of her comfort zone and into a double date situation.  How will it end?  Even I don’t know yet.  Now, without further ado, on with the show!

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“You don’t do anything, do you, Lucy? You just sit inside, reading every chance you get. Don’t you think you should be out, I don’t know, living?” my roommate and sister, Linda, said. She brushed her hair back into a fancy updo before starting to apply her make up.

“You don’t understand. I am living. Right now I’m a knight in King Arthur’s court. Yesterday I was a detective searching for a murderer. I live a different life every time I open a book.” I muttered just loud enough so she could still hear me. Half of my brain was still entirely focused on the fascinating story I was reading so I wasn’t really listening to my sister’s lecture. I fully tuned her out as she continued, talking about how that wasn’t really living. I had heard this all several times before and it was irritating by now. My parents had just given up and accepted the fact that I am a bookworm, but Linda wasn’t known for giving up.

My attention was fully grabbed only when she snatched my book from my hands.

“Hey,” I protested though I knew it was useless. Linda was in a mood tonight, and when she was in a mood, there was no point in arguing with her.

“You are going to come out with me tonight,” she tossed my book on top of the wardrobe where she knew I couldn’t reach it.

“Where are you going?” I eyed her proper attire and felt my gut clench.

Linda didn’t answer as she opened the wardrobe and pulled out one of my nicest dresses. She tossed it at me and it landed on my lap. Then she sifted through my shoes till she found a pair of black heels, which also found their way onto my lap.

I begrudgingly complied to her demands and changed from my jeans and sweatshirt into the nicer clothes.

“You still haven’t told me where we’re going,” I reminded her as she sat me down to do my make up.

“That’s because I know you too well. As soon as I told you there’s no way you would go,” she said.

“You’re acting as though I have a choice.”

She smirked in response. Finally, just as she had dolled me up to her liking, the doorbell rang. My heart dropped. If someone was coming to our door, then that meant it was probably Linda’s date. And if she wanted me to come too then there was probably a date for me outside as well. Why would she do this to me? She knew I was a total klutz when it came to boys. I barely had time to flash her a panicked look when she opened the door to her boyfriend, Jacob. They’d been going steady for a few months now, and he was a nice enough guy, if not a bit preoccupied with his brand new ’53 Ford Thunderbird automobile.

“Hey, Lin, are you ready to split?” Jacob said, taking her hand into his own.

Linda nodded and motioned for me to follow them. Every step I took I went a little slower. Dread filled my bones and my hands shook. I cast a final glance towards our bedroom where my book was still on top of the wardrobe. I wondered if I made a break for it and locked the door if I could get out of going tonight.

“Lucy, come on. We’ll introduce you to Greg. He’s a total sweetheart,” Linda called back to me and I reluctantly dismissed my escape plan.

I closed the front door behind me and took a deep breath before facing this ‘Greg’ person. From the first glance I could see I was not the only one who didn’t want to be here. The young man was looking at everything except for me. In fact, he seemed to be directly avoiding looking at me. I noticed that though he had his hands in his pockets he was fidgeting them.

“Lucy, this is Greg. He’s Jacob’s cousin visiting town for a little while. Greg, this is Lucy, my sister,” Linda said, grabbing my hand and jerking me closer.

“Nice to meet you,” Greg shook my hand quickly before again averting his gaze.

“You too,” I mumbled.

“We’d better get going. The movie at the drive in is supposed to start in a few minutes,” Jacob opened the passenger side door for Linda and she entered the vehicle. Unfortunately, the process didn’t go as smooth when Greg opened my door. He was so nervous he hit himself with the door and when I asked him if he was ok he just nodded, his face red. I decided not to press it anymore, not wanting to embarrass him further, but he started to close the door again before I had fully gotten into the car. I winced as the door hit my leg, but didn’t make a noise.

“I-I’m so sorry. Are you alright? I am such a klutz! I am so sorry,” Greg sputtered.

“It’s ok,” I lied. In truth, my leg was now throbbing and I figured I would have a nasty bruise by the end of the night.

The drive to the theatre was nothing if not an awkward one. Jacob and Linda were talking non-stop, but Greg and I mostly sat in silence. This is why I disliked dates so much. Though I’d only been on a couple other ones, they had all gone similarly to this one.

“H-have you lived here your whole life?” Greg surprised me by being the one to break the silence.

“No, we lived in Colorado until I was seven,” I replied. “What about you? You live out of town?”

“Yes, in a little town in Arizona called Flagstaff.”

“How long are you going to be here?”

“Around two weeks.”

I bit my lip searching for something else to say. This conversation was pretty dull compared to the one I had been reading about between King Arthur and Sir Lancelot before Linda dragged me into this. Then again, I found most things dull in comparison to the marvelous adventures that happened in my books.

“What do you usually do for fun?” Greg interrupted my thoughts and I realized I hadn’t responded to what he had said last.

“Oh, well, I usually just stay at home and read,” I said simply.

“I see. So this isn’t what you’d normally be doing on a Friday night?”

I blushed and focused on the scenery that was flying by as we drove. “No, and honestly my sister surprised me with this tonight. I had no idea she was planning this.”

“I’m sorry that I’ve interrupted your reading,” he said, sounding truly apologetic.

I glanced back at him, taken back. “It’s not your fault. I’m sure you didn’t want to spend your vacation with a girl you don’t even know. Unless you did want to. Then it is your fault,” I chuckled to show him I was joking.

“Jacob surprised me too. I arrived this afternoon and he was throwing my suit at me and telling me to get ready,” Greg shrugged.

“You only arrived today? Golly, after such a long trip I would be exhausted,” I said.

“Oh, I am, believe me,” he laughed quietly.

“Then I am sorry that I am interrupting you resting.”

He waved away my apology with a flick of his wrist. “If we are to blame anyone, I say we blame my cousin and your sister.”

I laughed in agreement.

“What movie are we seeing anyway?” Greg asked.

“I really have no idea. Like I said, Linda sprung this all on me last second so I don’t know anymore than you do.”

He acknowledged my response but didn’t say anything. He already seemed less nervous and I realized I was too. Perhaps this wouldn’t be quite like the other dates I’d been on.

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So there’s part one!  I think it’s pretty cute so far and I can’t wait to see where this goes! 🙂

Anna Christine ❤

Beach Nails

So I’m going on vacation to the beach this week so I of course had to give myself beach nails!  It was very simple, and very cute! 🙂

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The first thing to do is paint your pinkie nail entirely yellow, your ring finger halfway yellow, and make it less and less for your middle and pointer finger.  Don’t use any yellow on your thumbnail.

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Use a blue polish to paint the rest of the nails.

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With a toothpick or dotting tool use white polish to cover the line between the blue and yellow polishes. The messier the better!

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For the pinkie nail I decided to add a little crab, which I did with my dotting tool and red, white, and blue polish.  You could do whatever you wanted to here! On my other hand’s pinkie nail I did a little starfish which was a lot easier. 🙂

IMG_1319 (1)To finish it off I used clear polish with blue sparkles in it and painted it over the blue and white polish.  That’s how I got this cute, beach look! 🙂  Let me know if you try it out!

Anna Christine ❤

 

How To Train Your Dragon Toothless Tsum Tsum

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If you’ve heard of Disney’s Tsum Tsums, you know that they are super cute bean like versions of Disney characters.  Well, I got to thinking the other day that I wish there was a tsum tsum of Toothless, from ‘How to Train Your Dragon’. I mean, Toothless is already adorable, how cute would he be if he was in tsum tsum form?  Unfortunately, they’re called ‘Disney Tsum Tsums’ for a reason and Toothless is a DreamWorks character.  So I decided if I couldn’t buy a Toothless tsum tsum, I’d make my own!

I used: Black felt, red felt, green felt, needle and thread, hot glue gun, and toilet paper (I used it as the stuffing! 🙂 )

Make your pattern.  For me, I had the bottom part be 3 3/4 inches long and 2 inches wide.  Also the back/sides piece was 3 3/4 inches long (the same length of the bottom) and it was 4 inches wide.  I just eyeballed the size of the head and butt piece (they need to be the same size) to what looked like the right size that the 4 inch side of the body piece would wrap most of the way around it and made it oval.  Don’t forget that the bottom piece will cover some of the oval so don’t worry that your body piece doesn’t completely wrap around the head.  I traced the pattern onto the back of my black felt with a white pencil.  I even found felt that had a scale print on it so that was really cool! 🙂

Sew one of the ovals to the 4 inch side of the felt.  It can be kind of tricky to sew the flat piece of felt to the round one, but just keep turning it and you’ll be fine!  🙂   If you have a pattern on your felt like me, make sure you sew it so when it’s flipped inside out the pattern is on the right side!  One you sew the one side on, sew the other one on as well.  Once finished, flip it inside out.  (I used white thread so it would be easier to see for the pictures purpose, but I’d recommend using black or really dark blue thread.  If all you have is white you can do what I did at the end which is simply using a black marker to color the white thread.)

Start to sew the bottom part of the felt around the edges.  Once you have about an inch or two of an opening left, stuff it with stuffing, or toilet paper, or scrap fabric.  Anything soft will work!  Once it is stuffed to your liking, sew the rest of the gap closed.

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Trace and cut out the details that make Toothless Toothless!  There are no measurements for these, just do whatever you think looks best!  I happened to forget to cut out little feet in time for this picture, so be sure to add those.  After cutting all the pieces, hot glue them into place.

After I made Toothless, I figured he was a little lonely without his best friend, Hiccup.  So I made him too!  Hiccup had several more details, such as, well, clothes and hair (lol) but I just cut strips out of green, brown, and black felt and glued them on top of the tan felt.  These guys are two of my most favorite characters ever and I had a lot of fun making them!  Let me know if you try it out!

Anna Christine ❤