The fiery red canopy of leaves were shimmering in the breeze.
Tara was enjoying lying on her back on the soft grass, pretending that she was in her own little world.
Everything was almost perfect. The only thing wrong was that instead of wearing her favorite, snuggly warm hoodie, she was wearing a t-shirt. It wasn’t supposed to be 80 degrees in the Fall. But it is what it is, at least she could still enjoy the beauty of the leaves.
Most of all, she couldm’t deny the joy of the floating sensation that had filled her heart since last night. It felt like she was walking on cotton candy clouds.
Closing her eyes, she let the memories dance through her mind again.
Going to the club had been Shannon’s idea, Tara wasn’t thrilled about it, but she had nothing else to do so why not. It turned out to be the best decision she had made. When the 6ft guy with the enchanting smile walked up to her at the table and asked if he could sit down, all she could do was simply nod.
Her heart had begun skipping beats and it was not like her to fall for someone so quickly. There was just something about him. His name was Trevor and conversation flowed so naturally. It didn’t feel like they had just met, it was like she had met him before, but where?
They had talked and danced into the early morning hours and he was a true gentleman the whole time. Tonight she would be seeing him again. Who knew what this could be the start of. All she knew was that she was ready to get started!
For the past year she had been so ferhoodled over guys. The identical twins Clay and Ray had messed with her head. They were such schnickelfritz’es. Always switching places with each other, and driving her crazy!
She had been dating Clay but Ray had filled in different times until she finally wisened up to their tricks and left them both broken hearted.
They were in her past now and she was ready to be swept away by someone new. Someone tall, dark and handsome. Yes, just like the movies, but this was real life.
Standing up she twirled around with the red and gold leaves swirling in the air, anticipation rising in her heart.
**the terms ferhoodled and schnickelfritz are fun Pa.Dutch words meaning confused and troublemaker.**
I don’t mean to be a schnickelfritz, but I’m ferhoodled.
First, 80 degrees is a perfect temperature for any time of the year.
Second, how can dancing until the early morning be a fun way to spend an evening? It sounds painful.
I think Clay and Ray sound like they would be a lot more fun to hang out with, and maybe do some pranks together… π
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I agree with you, Jim, and I’m no schnikelfritz. I think Carolyn is the ferhoodled one. That flibbertigibbet has such a muzzy head it leaves me gobsmacked. 80F is a nice, palmy, torrid temp. And terpsichorean toes grow algesic toward the small hours of the morning. And I think we’d all enjoy reading about the little peccadillos that Clay and Ray get themselves into as mutual dopplegangers.
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πΆπ€!! Oh Help!
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I’m getting better – I only had to look up terpsichorean. and no reason, dancing is something I try to avoid…
let’s hope we read more stories including Clay and Ray…
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So what does terpischorean mean?
One can always hope, can’t they. π
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terpischorean refers to dancing…
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If you learn enough new words, maybe you can start a new career as an English professor.
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I wonder if my blog posts would count as published works?
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Don’t wonder, just claim them.
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If I listed each of my blog posts as as separate publication, I’d probably have one of the longest resumes out there for an English professor…
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Well… “long” would be one way to describe your resume. π
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it’s all about quantity, not quality π
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LOL!
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Yeah, you could go down in history, as the esteemed Professor Jim Borden, aka Quincy.
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but as soon as a student asked me a question about Shakespeare, I’d have no answer…
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Easy. Just shake a spear at him.
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I’d probably be canceled…
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Then that was a bad tip.
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“Haha!” No, 80 is not perfect year round unless one is at a beach!
Tara is young, thats what makes it fun, her feet don’t get sore. And remember they were talking too, so probably sitting and talking. Resting their legs.
Clay and Ray were mischievous for sure!
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and being at the beach is the perfect place to be… young or old, dancing is painful…
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Yes on the beach! π
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are you saying dancing on the beach is painful?
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No, dancing on the sand would be fine. π
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I only dance on the sand when I am barefooted and the sand is way too hot… π
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πΆπ€!
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ππ
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My Dad used the word schnikelfritz. I wondered where it came from!
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Glad I could help. I don’t speak it but there are phrases and words that I am familiar with because of growing up hearing it and living in Pa Dutch country. π
We “red up” the house, “red off” the table” and “hit the lights”.
“You Nix Nootz”
DIid your Dad use any of those sayings?
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Yeah, “hit the lights.”
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Whatβs odd about 80 degrees in the fall? That sounds like Christmas weather to me.
Tara hadnβt yet found out about Trevorβs identical twin brother Wevor yet, so she still assumes she was dating one wonderful guy.
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Oh gosh! Well why don’t you enjoy some Christmas weather now then and send your cooler weather down here? My “poor Grandmother” is sweating. π
Wevor isn’t a name, you dunderhead. LOL!
Don’t ruin Tara’s perfect romance.
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You wonβt let your poor sweet grandmother in the air conditioned house?
I am just trying to save Tara from the crazy brothers
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…mmm…!! I should have known that the “grandmother” line wouldn’t work for me.
Yes, you were just trying to be “helpful” to Tara, right?
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Everything seemed perfect until Trevor said, “Have you met my cousins, Clay and Ray?”
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Oooh poor Tara!!
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sounds like the perfect weather for the start of a romance. That wasn’t nice by those identical twins.
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Perfect weather for a summer romance. LOL!
I think the twins learned their lesson. π
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haha yes for sure!
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Never…EVER…date a twin!! π¬
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If only she had known that before! π
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Common sense would suggest it’s just plain creepy, even if they seem nice.
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Ob I am sure that somewhere out there a woman has found happiness with a twin. LOL! Actually I have read true stories of twins dating twins. π
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I’ve also heard that before but, umm, yeah, not happening here. π
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LOL!!
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loving those terms! Very nice story Joy! π
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Its fun pulling out some Pa dutch words at times. π
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