missing you – The Chronicles of a Happy Divorcée

Chapter 82 – Yes, Definitely!

This blog is a book. Maybe better to read from the beginning? 🙂

Thursday, 26 February 2016.

18:25 Hi Chris, sweetheart! 😊 This afternoon I ran 10 km, walked 6 and cycled 5. In the cold! I wonder what has made me this motivated… Or who has. 😊 Here’s another acrostic for you. It popped into my mind during the run:

C aring

H onorable

R omantic

I ngeniously competitive

S exy

T all, talkative and tasty

I ncredibly cute

A mazing

N aked in the sauna? Yes, definitely!

Wishing you were here!

18:34 Hi Annita. I was waiting for your messages… 😊 I love the acrostic! ❤️‍ And would love to be with you. Great workout there. I like that you’re active – you have a nice body. And the right height. Pocket size. 😊

Need to see you soon. Would love a hot, romantic get-away with you. Long weekend by a fireplace.

Then we have a choice… I come over and we rent a cottage. Or you come with me to Spain! Or both. 😊

Aww. I’d love Spain, someday. But I told my teens that I’d like taking them abroad first, since their dad has just come from the Bahamas…

18:40 Fair enough. Can we rent that cottage you like so much?

I’ve only been there with extended family. But I’ll check! 😊 You made me get used to good loving all day and every night.

I want to eat more grapes with you.

😊 Yum. And I want to draw a tattoo on you!

I love your belly button.

18:43 You haven’t drunk from my navel yet.

OK. I just need 4 things……

Fire…

Sauna…

Snow…

More champagne…

And you. OK, five. 😊 Are you wearing my t-shirt tonight again? Feels odd not seeing you. 😞

Odd = sad

19:30 That’s the fourth time you say you’re sad not to be with me since yesterday. Yay! I’ll tell you a secret. Have worn your T-shirt all day since yesterday (except for the run).

Nice. 😊 I had nothing to wear of yours… 😞

Next time! Feels that I’m closer to you and that you are hugging me a little. And I can smell of you.

I know what you mean. I miss your smell. But I remember it. 😊

Sweet. I miss your profile.

Profile? Tinder?

No! Looking at the profile of your face while you close your eyes and cuddle up close to me.

God I miss that. 😞

Censured

Censured addictive. It feels like ages since I saw you. And months since we first met!

Feels like I’ve known you for a year. Really! Almost falling asleep here. Nap time!

You are the only person to keep me awake till 5 am these days. 😊 That’s a compliment.

23:00 Next time I’m there, I’d love to see some more old movies. Naked. You in my arms. Little ears. Which I would pull and tweak. 😊

23:01 This morning my daughter came to visit and she said I looked younger, happier and invigorated. I wonder why.

Well……. you looked young and happy whenever I saw you 😊. I’m booking that cottage. It’s a done deal! Can I call you tomorrow? I miss hearing your voice.

Meeting my good friend Justin tomorrow. For lunch. Off to bed now. Sweet dreams. No nightmares. But if you do… tell me. Kiss on your lips, censured, and a little bite on your tongue.

Night night, handsome. Lots of good things to look forward to. Mmm. Can’t wait! Miss you, too! Xx

Obs. Sad four times!! 🙂

Chapter 81 – Enveloped

Thursday, 25 February 2016.

Fire, sugar and longing.

He’s not there physically, but she feels happy; completely enveloped by him.

Wearing his T-shirt to sleep – having many, many sweet dreams.

Obs. He writes that he is sad with longing 4 times. 🙂

Chapter 78 – The Student Prince

This blog is a book. Maybe better to read from the beginning? 🙂

Ein zwei drei vier
Lift your stein and drink your beer

Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they’re shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!

Here’s a hope that those bright eyes will shine
Lovingly, longingly soon into mine!
May those lips that are red and sweet,
Tonight with joy my own lips meet!

Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!

Drink! Drink! Drink!
To arms that are white and warm as a rose in the sun!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To hearts that will love one, only when I am the one!
Here’s a hope that those soft arms will twine
Tenderly, trustingly soon around mine!

All I ask is the right to see those smiling eyes beguiling me
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Let’s drink!

Tuesday, 23 February 2016.

She visits her sister Sarah, for a late lunch with her niece and nephews, mom Riitta, and her teens Kristiina and Joey.

“Anna mamma, you are glowing,” says Kristiina, laughing and giving her a hug, “How did your date go? Was that Christian nice?”

“Oh, yes. Very!” — Anna smiles — “In fact, I’m having my third dinner with him tonight. I’ll tell you a little more during the weekend, OK darling? What about you and Joey? How are your holidays going?”

Yes, Anna mamma, you are glowing, girl! — She agrees as passes the entry hall mirror. —So good to feel happy!

In the evening, Christian and Anna’s arms twine. They are cooling off, looking at the panoramic view from the sauna terraces on the eigth floor of her building, before going back in for more löyly.

“I missed you, Anna!”

“Oh, did you now? Already!??” — their lips meet — “I did too, Christian, but just a little bit.”

“Ouch,” he says slapping her bottom, “Is that so?”

“Ouch! Christian!!!”

It’s movie night now.

“Here are the Fiesta Salads you’ve ordered, Madame!” he says and then inquires, “What are we watching, Annita?”

“Thank you, sweet guy! Let’s eat as we watch The Student Prince? It’s another classic my dad taught me to love.” Oh! Dad, the pastor… Very genuine and strong in his faith. He’d have a heart attack if he knew I’m sleeping with the Englishman… Sigh. But I’m an adult now. I’ve gotta figure this out for myself.

“OK. What is the movie about?”

“Oh! It’s so beautiful, Christian. Such great music! You’ll like it.

“It’s about this prince called Karl, who is sent off to the university in Heidelberg to learn how to socialize. He makes friends there and falls for Kathie, the barmaid. The two are soul mates, but when the king is at his deathbed, he…”

“Don’t tell me the whole movie, Anna!”

“No. No spoilers. You’re right.” — she smiles heartily, poking his nose.

“I still can’t believe you had me go to MacDonald’s!! That’s it. Tomorrow I’m taking you on a proper date. Somewhere nicer. Gosh!”

“But the salad is delicious. You’ll see!”

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The movie starts. They eat, laugh and 🎶 drink the rest of the champagne. She sings along a little. They pause the movie to take the food away.

They chat, smile, laugh, hug, cuddle. It feels sooooo warm and nice. They play the movie again. They look at each other and start kissing passionately. Things heat up. They pause the movie for some loving. Then, he envelops her to chat a little more, while stroking and kissing her hair and her cheeks.

“I’m still hungry, Anna! Do you have anything light for dessert? Where are those grapes you keep promising, huh?”

“Oh, yes. We still haven’t had the grapes!”

They sit up on her bed and he mouthfeeds her, teasingly. Touching the cold fruit first against different parts of her hot skin. Mmmm. Looking at her adoringly.

Drink! Drink! Drink! To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree?! — She smiles at the thought.

After a while, he is asleep – the poor guy is still fighting his terrible cold – but Anna wants to finish watching the movie. She presses play.

She cries – alone – during the most emotional scenes. During the song I’ll Walk with God.

So beautiful!

A prince has a beautiful romance before he must choose between his country and his own happiness…? Noooo! So sad! I need to cry some more…

The next day Anna is looking thoughtful again and Christian asks her why.

“Oh, Christian. It’s the movie.”

“Oh? I fell asleep. Did you finish it? Naughty! I wanted to finish it with you.”

Giving up personal happiness for duty?

“Maybe it’s better that you didn’t. It’s so beautiful, and yet so sad!”

“It’s just a movie, Annita. Don’t be sad.” — He hugs her.

Obs. Premonition? Please, no!

DRINKING SONG (aka DRINK, DRINK, DRINK)
From the Broadway Operetta "The Student Prince" (1924)
(Sigmund Romberg / Dorothy Donnelly)