The Beginning

     This blog was created as a place for me to post all my random adventures is baking, DIY, school, horses, and all other aspects of my life. Another reason is to let me play with all the fun fonts I am addicted to. I keep downloading new ones with no real reason to use any of them, and that just won't do.

     You might wonder about the blog's name - Terwelleger and Nanerpuss. Well, all that you really need to know is that I (Vanessa) am Terwelleger and Nanerpuss is a man who has been in my life for about a year and a half. There's a lot to that story which I won't go into, but I do want to start the beginning of this blog with the story of the day I first met "Nanerpuss". I wrote this the day after I met him, July 20th, 2012.

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Last night I met a guy. A very VERY cute guy. We're talking moment he walked in all hot guy sirens in my head went off...tall, shaggy blonde hair, GORGEOUS. I pointed him out to my sister and her boyfriend overheard me going on about him and tried to get me to go talk to him. But I was a chicken (as usual) and before I knew it the cute guy went off somewhere. A little later he comes back, sister's boyfriend keeps nagging me, trying to get me to go over, I keep saying no cause, let's face it...he's WAY too hot for me. Before I know it HE walks up to ME and asks me a question about where the karaoke signup papers are, so I pointed him in the right direction and off he went.
I go off and talk to someone and a little bit later sister's boyfriend comes over and says "So...I talked to him...told him you've been eyeing him all night. He said he's been eyeing YOU all night but is too nervous to talk to you. I gave him your number." Basically my brain explodes now and I'm having to exert all my strength to not grin like a complete idiot. A few minutes later cute dude comes over, we talk a little bit, but we're both too shy and it's really loud. So later sister's boyfriend says "We're going out to smoke, come on" and he has cute guy in tow.
Now, just before that, Shorty had come over and was talking to me. So I'm torn...do I go out to talk to gorgeous new tall sexpot, or do I stay to talk a little more to Shorty? Took about a minute to decide, but I did the smart move and went after Mr. Cute. He was waiting for me, holding the door open. *mental awwwwww!*
We went outside and he sat next to me and we talked for about an hour. Being stupidly shy around someone so cute I was less than charming, but we talked about super heroes, ice cream, pie, and stoner movies and not once did I feel like a mega dork. When everyone was wanting to go home he turned to me and said "Well, I have your number..."
I played dumb with an "Oh do you?" (smoooooth, I know)
He pulls the paper out and shows me with a smile "Well, you wouldn't give it to me!"
Feigned indignation "You didn't even ask!"
"Well, I didn't have to because I have it. Do you want it back?"  A two second pause. He grins. "That's what I thought."
He said it was nice meeting me, and now we'll see what happens. It's been a VERY long time since there's been someone who I instantly found cute and vice versa. I think I was 17 last time it happened. I don't know if anything will come of this, but even if nothing at least I can appreciate a really GREAT night full of that amazingly fun sexual tension-type stuff floating between two people.