Podcasts about Homecoming

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KB is BACK and joined by Marcelino Ojeda IV for a "Broadcasters Edition" of Guzman's Gridiron. KB and Marcelino recap the past few weeks of Vineland Football including Homecoming, the Consolation Game win vs Haddon Heights, and salute a number of players performances in those games. Then they dive into the history, excitement, and game notes for the 154th meeting between Vineland and Millville. They discuss their love for the matchup, being etched in the history of the matchup, and why this game is so special. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Support our partners! Allen Associates: Visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠allenassoc.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to learn more and access their services or call 856-692-2250! The City of Vineland: Visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.vinelandcity.org⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and stay connected with the community and learn about important announcements, programs, and services offered by the city! Vineland, New Jersey... Where It's Always Growing Season! Family Medical Equipment: As a full home medical equipment company, Family Medical Equipment offers specialty equipment for Pediatrics through Geriatrics. Since 2001, Family Medical Equipment has been a trusted service throughout New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and Delaware for essential healthcare needs. Visit their Vineland retail shop at 106 W Landis Ave Unit 10 or visit their website, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.familymedicalequipment.net/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and experience the difference that a family business provides. Follow us! Twitter: Vineland Football: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@VinelandFB⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Underground Sports Philadelphia: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@UndergroundPHI⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram: Vineland Football: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@vineland_football⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Underground Sports Philadelphia: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@undergroundphi⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ YouTube: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.youtube.com/@UndergroundSport…⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Intro Music: Arkells "⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Relentless⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠" Outro Music: Arkells "⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Relentless⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠" #subscribe #football #Vineland #HighSchoolFootball #fyp #Thanksgiving #VinelandMillville #Millville #History #GuzmansGridiron #podcastcharts

We're off to season 2 of Deep Space 9! In this episode, we discuss the three-parter series opener: The Homecoming, The Circle, and The Siege. We have an email address now! tvshowinspace@gmail.com, send us your thoughts (only if they are nice).

It's Homecoming week at Bel-Air Academy, and Will and Carlton do it their way; Phil is forced to rethink his relationship with Geoffrey after being put in a tough position.#belair #peacock #nbc #willsmith #freshprince #freshprinceofbelair

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Ep 394: The Lionesses are back for their final 2 games of 2025, it's the final games of the Homecoming series, it's China at Wembley and Ghana at Southampton, I take a look at the squad and once again joined by Zoe from the Lionesses Den. *Apologies it's a little later in being released than usual ahead of the games. Running time 50:40 Join the debate in our Facebook group at http://bit.ly/2hnHBzi http://www.threelionspodcast.com http://www.Twitter.com/3LionsPodcast http://www.Twitter.com/Russell_Osborne

Friendzone Fix: Part 2. Blame the biological clock, or a burst of courage.. Based on a post by cilma rae. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Chris Benbury and Jennifer Sanders continue to tell the tale of how their friendship took decades to transform into a life connection. We're going to let them finish telling just how it happened. "Chris," she whispered against my lips and then turned her head before leading us into a deeper kiss. Our tongues mingled while our hands roamed. She turned her body and pressed it to me as if she was trying to become part of me. "Come with me," I requested and reached for her hand. She shook her head and pointed down at the ground. "Now. Right here," she answered back. "I need you." "Hold; hold that thought," I advised and held up a finger to show her it would only be a second. I ran into the living room to get a blanket and flew back into the kitchen because I was no fool. I needed this too. "Here's awesome, but the floor is cold," I explained. I dropped the blanket and then scooped Jenn up off her feet. Her squeal only made me want this more. We kissed and pressed into each other like we couldn't get enough. In that moment, I know I certainly couldn't. I tore off my shirt and watched in amazement as she did the same with her own. No bra; just gorgeous tits I'd basically only envisioned and dreamed about more than I cared to admit. I saw her reach over to collect the condoms off the counter before she tossed them onto the blanket as she knelt down onto it. "Join me," she requested and reached for her panties to slide them down. I went ahead and lost my shorts and briefs before descending to the floor myself. The moment I felt her naked body against mine, I knew we were moments from something I had only ever dreamed possible. "Is this happening?" I asked quietly as I slid my hand down her back and over her fine, fine ass. This woman had the best ass. "You're gonna find out real soon," Jenn assured me and slid her leg up mine. "At least I hope you will," she added. I hurried to put the protection on and moaned as she licked a particularly sensitive area on my neck. "Good Lord, woman," I warned and growled as I set myself up to enter her. "Yes," she hissed and placed her heels on my butt. "Now, Chris. I need you now," she pleaded. I didn't need to be told twice, so I made sure I was lined up and began my approach. Yes, it had been a while (a long while) since I'd had sex. I hadn't heard Jenn mention anyone she'd dated for longer than a week or two in over a year. I couldn't imagine that she'd had any activity in recent history either. The moan she let out when I was fully inside her told me I was exactly what she needed at that moment though. I think my own noise told her the same. "Chris, yes," she hissed and ran her fingernails along my back. "Why did it take so long for us to do this?" she asked. "No idea," I answered with what little brain activity I could muster since most of the blood in my entire body seemed to be inside my cock at the moment. "I'm; Jenn, I'm not gonna last," I confessed. "I'm already close," she responded. "You feel so good. You feel so; gosh, Chris. It's so good," she repeated. "If I promise to last longer next time;" "Go ahead," Jenn breathed. "Just keep going," she begged. "I'm; gonna; oh!" she cried out and contracted all around my shaft until I couldn't take it anymore. I thrust into her and came hard. "Chris," Jenn whispered after a minute. I wasn't seeing stars any longer, so that was good. I turned to face her and kissed her shoulder. "Hmm, would you kiss me?" Like she had to ask. I cupped her face with one hand as the other held me up and kissed her with so much emotion, I thought for sure that I was going to shed a tear myself. It was as I pulled away from her that I realized I was still inside her. "Oh, uh;" I stuttered. "Let me get rid of this," I suggested and took care of the minor mess before I headed into the living room to collect another blanket to cover us with. I knew we wouldn't be staying in the kitchen, but for that short period of time, we were going to stick around until we decided what to do next. I laid down next to her, and what surprised me was that she snuggled right into my side like she belonged there. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her temple. She turned to look up at me and kissed my chin. I leaned down and kissed her lips until we ended up making out. It was all so; natural. "I have a confession to make," she admitted as she ran her finger over my chest. "Oh?" "I bought them when I picked up your prescriptions," she confessed and pointed to the box. "I had a feeling from the moment we held hands. I; I didn't realize there could be;" I inhaled deeply and turned to lie on my side and placed my head on my hand with my elbow holding it up. "If we're giving confessions, I have one as well." "Go ahead," Jenn invited and smiled as she let her fingertips glide along my side up to my neck. "I've had a crush on you since high school, Jenn," I admitted and watched her face. "Really? Why didn't you say anything?" Jenn tilted her head. "So, all this time, you've;" "Oh, well, yeah, I mean; if you'd have shown any interest in me throughout these years, I would have totally gone for it, but I value your friendship more than anything, and I was afraid you might not appreciate hearing that I liked you as more than a friend, so I just tucked it away." "But; in high school? Why didn't you say something?" "Well, remember our junior year? I almost asked you to go to Homecoming with me, but you announced in homeroom that Ronnie had asked you, so I decided to let you have your fun. I thought it was best that I just maintained being your friend. If there was ever a dance you didn't have a date to, I was willing to offer to take you, but that never happened." "Oh, Chris," she reacted and cupped my face. "I'm sorry. I had an awful time with Ronnie, if that makes you feel any better." "No, of course it doesn't," I responded automatically. Then I smiled. "Well, maybe a little," I admitted thoughtfully and then laughed when she did. "Why was it awful?" "Well, there's a hot chance the guys who took me to the dances thought I was up for more than just a PG-rated good time, but inevitably, they made a move I didn't appreciate or reciprocate, so it ended on a slightly sour note. In most cases, especially at our senior retreat right before graduation, the guy who took me and made a move came up and apologized. It didn't hurt that the example of 'making right some wrongs in life' was given when it came around to the deeper part of the retreat. And that one person mentioned dances certainly helped my case. I believe a lot of girls were given apologies on that weekend, at least from what I heard." "I've always wanted to dance with you," I admitted without realizing I was speaking out loud. "Why can't we?" "What?" I asked. "Go and get your phone," she requested. "Let's dance right here. Right where we officially began. Let's have that dance, Chris." I wasn't sure why it didn't seem crazier to me, but I did as she'd suggested. We both got up at the same time, and when I got back, she was wrapped in the blanket from the floor. I had wrapped the blanket around my waist, so we were both basically covered. And as if we were in high school, she raised her arms up and put them on my shoulders as I held her waist. "Now I; I wanna fall in love;" sang Chris Isaak. It was just as if we were at a high school dance, though I'm sure we'd have been dressed differently. I smiled down at her and leaned in as she put her hands up into my hair. We kissed as we rocked and swayed on the kitchen floor. When the song ended, she nodded as if she knew what I was thinking. We shut off the television (which had been lighting our way throughout our interactions since she'd come down to the kitchen) and headed upstairs still wrapped in our blankets. I was about to ask about the box, but she held them up and laughed as I picked her up and proceeded to prepare her for round two.   Jenn I woke up wrapped up in Chris' arms and smiled. I was naked. I was spent. I was happy. For the past few days, I had found myself wanting so much more than just friendship with Chris, and last night, when he suggested that I go take a bath and relax, well, I did just that. I took a shower first to shave my legs before filling up the tub and relaxing. The more I laid there, the more I wanted; more. And it wasn't just to have sex and "get some," as many would call it. I wanted Chris. I had laid in bed after our movie date and tried to get comfortable, but the more I thought about it, the less restful I became. And then I remembered that I had purchased the condoms and stuck them up in a cupboard assuming Chris wouldn't see them since I was doing most of the cooking anyway. To put them up there, though, I'd had to stand on my tippy toes to do it. And it was while I was attempting to reach for them the night before that I remembered I had been wearing my shoes which happened to have a bigger sole on them which meant I could have reached it just a tiny bit better than had I been barefoot. I smiled to myself as I remembered feeling Chris' body pressed up to mine from behind. What a kitchen encounter indeed. I hadn't realized that he would have been awake. What I had planned to do was grab the box, walk over to check on Chris, wake him with a kiss on the forehead, and hope that it would progress from there. What happened was so much better. Chris stirred behind me, so I turned my face to kiss his cheek before I carefully got up to go and take a shower. Before I could even get out after I was done, Chris had stepped into the tub to join me. I laughed, kissed him heartily, and got out so he could take a shower by himself. We'd never get out if we were to have stayed in there together. We went down to the kitchen wearing just towels. I think we both knew what was bound to happen. I started working on the casserole I'd been planning, and Chris started up the coffeemaker. Since the casserole would take 45 minutes to cook, we had time. Next thing I knew, I was on the kitchen counter being given the most delicious serving of oral sex I'd ever had. He could work that tongue like he knew my every nerve ending. To reward him, you know, since we still had time, and once I had gotten my bearings back, I slid down to the floor and showed him my own talents in the oral department. From the reaction he gave, I suppose I did a rather good job. At least that's what he muttered in his many comments as he regained his own stability again. "Well, that was an excellent appetizer before breakfast, I must say," I noted as I poured the creamer into my coffee. I handed him his dark, "unflavored" savory serving of wake-up juice and winked at him. He just smiled and put the mug to his lips to take his first sip. We talked, held hands, ate, and did the dishes before he led me upstairs where we make love again. Since we had just had another release (each), we went ahead and showered together, got dressed, went for a walk, came back, ate lunch, and then sat on couch to watch a little TV. One look was all it took, and we were at it like teenagers. Our clothes were thrown everywhere, and we did it right there on the couch. We fell asleep all wrapped up in each other covered by a fresh blanket we'd thrown onto the sofa. After our nap, I managed to get up without waking Chris and headed for the bathroom with my clothes. I did my business and got dressed so that I could start dinner. While I was making dinner, Chris flirted endlessly with me. We continued to tease, fondle, play, and (finally) eat. As soon as dinner was done, I began washing the dishes. Alas, the games were not done. Chris took off his shirt, and then he helped me out of my shorts. He then took off his own shorts. I raised my arms to help him take my shirt off and went back to washing the pans. I was almost done. It was when he lost his briefs that I got unruly. I couldn't work fast enough. He unfastened my bra as I let the water out of the sink. I pushed him back against the large, empty counter and then slid off my panties as he climbed onto it (as instructed) before I joined him and climbed onto him to give us both a ride we'd always remember. We laid there on the counter afterwards giggling. I told him I was surprised he hadn't tried to do me from behind while I was doing the dishes. "What? Would I do that?" Chris asked me. Enough time had passed that we were apparently feeling the desire yet again to have another round, especially one as hot and exciting as the new one I'd suggested. Even while he was asking the words of such feigned innocence, I had gotten down and assumed the suggested position while he prepared himself, and healthy orgasms were had, once again, by both of us. We went into the living room to watch a movie, though most of it went unnoticed since we were busy making out and fondling one another amongst giggles and small talk. We turned off the TV as soon as the movie was over, headed upstairs, and made our way to bed. We slept very well that night. The next day was my final day of staying with Chris. I took a shower and packed my things knowing the plan was for me to leave after dinner. He wasn't bringing it up even as I packed my things, so I decided to stay quiet about it also. I had no idea what the plan was moving forward, but I enjoyed everything so far, and I assumed we'd eventually get to the discussion about our relationship. We had a nice, though simple, breakfast, went on our walk, talked about the weather and something we'd seen on the internet news, and sat down in the living room with our water bottles to relax. Just as I was about to turn and ask him about our future, he leaned in and kissed me. Halfway through our make out session, he pointed down at the floor. Before I could ask about the coffee table, he simply put his foot on it to slide it away. It was so hot. I had no idea that simple gesture would affect me the way it did. We both shed our clothes without words, I assumed my position, and more hot sex was had.     After each time we made love, Chris always took the time to touch and kiss me like I was a treasure. There was such a familiarity between us from all the years of being friends, but the fact that he'd always had deeper feelings for me really played a part in how he held me. I felt rather stupid having not ever picked up on the crush he had on me. He admitted that he hid it well, particularly because our friendship meant more. I just hoped that, moving forward, it wouldn't be an issue. We were still friends, pretty much best friends, but so much more. And I wanted that. I wanted him. And I wanted our future to be together. I just needed to tell him that so that we were on the same page. We cleaned up and had lunch together. He fell asleep on the couch, so I used the time to arrange plans for my brother to pick up Chris' rental vehicle, bring it to the house after we had dinner together, and then Luke would drive me back to my house in my car. Chris woke up and walked over to the bathroom before making his way into the kitchen to find me. I was busy stirring the meat on the stove, but that didn't stop him from standing right up to rest against me and slide his hands up my shirt to hold my tits. I laughed a little, but sighed, rested my head against his chest, and turned to look up at him. He bent slowly and placed his lips on mine. I blindly set the spoon down on the stovetop and turned to face him so that I could properly kiss my man. As we were sitting at the dinner table, the mood was slightly sad, but neither of us was saying anything about it. Finally, he spoke up. "Jenn, I meant to tell you," he noted as he set his napkin down on the side of his plate. "Um, yesterday while I was looking at my emails, I read one from my boss. Turns out there's an opening for a position that he's recommending me for to his boss. He thinks I'd be a good fit. "That's great!" I responded and nodded. "You've been wanting this for a while," I added to show him that I really did pay attention to him when he spoke of his job. "So, once I get it, I'll have to report to the office in Denver." "Denver? Oh, so they'd be good with you working remotely? Like, how often would you have to check in or go visit there?" "Oh, uh; No, Jenn," Chris clarified and shook his head. "I'll be moving there. My new territory will be in Colorado, so I'll have to live there. Sorry," he added quickly. "I guess I should have explained that better. Anyway, when I put my house up for sale, you can do that too, you know? We can start a new life there together." "Colorado? Chris, I can't just drop everything and move to another state!" "Yeah, but you run your own business," Chris argued. "You can just start anew in;" "Start anew in a place where I know no one?" I questioned and added emphasis on the final words. Sure, I could network like a champ, but I'd lived in my city my whole life, and this wasn't anywhere close to any place I'd been before. I didn't know anyone in Colorado! "I don't understand. I can't just up and leave my business. My books are full for the next 6 months! I can't;" I stopped talking when the doorbell rang. Oh, my gosh, what was happening? Chris got up to answer the door, so I took our dishes to the sink to wash them quickly. It was important that I left his house the way I found it. As I ran the sponge over the plates, I began to cry. This was not how I thought our final meal would turn out. He was leaving? And he just expected to snap his fingers, and I'd just leave everything behind? How? Why? "How are you feeling, bud?" Luke was asking as the two men walked into the kitchen. I had just finished wiping down the table and counters, so I hung the towel and made my way upstairs to get my bag and things. I looked around and shook my head. Was this really over? As Luke shook Chris' hand, I made eye contact with Luke and nodded. We too had an ability to communicate without speaking. He'd wait in the car while I said my goodbyes. Luke took my stuff and headed outside. "I'm glad we had this week together," I shared and nodded. "I wish you the best of luck. You'll have to let me know when you get the offer and stuff. Thank God for text messages and Facebook, right?" I tried to laugh but my traitor of a quivering lip gave things away. "Jenn, wait," Chris begged. "We can't end like this," he noted. "Good luck, Chris. Keep me posted, alright? I'm so happy for you that you are finally being given your rightly deserved position in the company." I stepped up on my tippy-toes and kissed his cheek. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Bye," I added and turned to leave. Chris was never one to overstep, so I knew he wouldn't grab my arm or say anything else. I cried all the way home. Luke was concerned and continued to ask me questions, but once I had convinced him that Chris hadn't hurt me and that I would eventually tell him what was wrong, he left me alone. He made sure I made it into my house safely and carried my things up to my room for me. His wife, Corinne, showed up and waved from the driver's side of the minivan as she waited for Luke to come out to join their little family again. I hugged Luke quickly and nodded again that I'd tell him what had happened that had upset me so much. We had lunch two days later, and all Luke could do was hug me and tell me he was there if I needed him.   Chris I didn't call or text Jenn after she left. I just didn't know what to say or how to explain myself. I had returned to work (remotely as usual) and had a surprise interaction with my boss first thing Monday morning. "Hey, bud," Hector greeted me as he usually did. "Yeah, Colorado is off the table," he stated nonchalantly. "I guess I jumped the gun when offering it to you, didn't I?" he asked with a laugh. "Anyway, it turns out the Robert's nephew is going to be taking the position." To say that I was frozen in shock was an understatement. Hector appeared hesitant to go on when I didn't say anything. "Look, man. So, I confronted Robert about it and told him you were set to take the position next month and had even begun making plans for it." "Oh, I;" I began to argue since nothing had been done, you know, unless you counted throwing away the best thing to ever happen to me over it. You know, if you counted that. And the fact that my boss lied to his boss really infuriated me because it made it look like I had jumped the gun when no paperwork or real offer had been made. "Well, listen," Hector continued. "Hearing that you really thought the position was yours and realizing that I had made the offer to you made Robert feel bad that you did all that and were put in this stupid position. He might have mentioned that it was his wife's nephew, and that he kinda had to offer it to him, blah blah blah. Anyway, I had come prepared. He and I went over your review. It turns out, he is finally on board with that raise and title change you've been requesting. Are you ready to start making the big bucks like you should have been making for at least a year now?" "Hell yeah, boss!" I exclaimed. "That's awesome. Listen, can we talk about things coming up in the next week? I've got this girl;"   Jenn "Oh, honey! You don't have to ring the doorbell!" my mom complained when I showed up to her house on Easter morning. "Mom, I'm carrying six baskets and a dessert. I didn't have a choice." "Oh! Well, come in. Come in!" she stated animatedly as she moved so I could enter the house. "Let's get the baskets set up out back. Your father is hiding the eggs now." Six children and a matching number of my siblings were soon added to the mix, and the hustle and bustle of Easter morning was well on its way. We had all attended the services the night prior, so the fancy clothes we were all wearing were by choice. We were a handsome family, and we knew it. We had plenty of pictures to show us all off on a regular basis. Just as Dad had finished with grace, the doorbell rang. I got up to get it since everyone else seemed to be busy with filling plates and getting last minute serving spoons and such. When the door was opened, I was greeted by a sight which took my breath away. Chris was standing at the door holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a lily plant in the other arm. "Hello, Jenn," he sighed and smiled. "Chris, what are you doing here?" I asked as if on automation. "I mean; Happy Easter, and it's been a while," I added. "But;" "Jenn, just listen, please." "Chris, I;" "Jenn, I love you so much," Chris continued before I could say anything more. "Colorado isn't happening. I'm not leaving," he clarified. "Chris, you shouldn't have;" "I didn't," he answered. "Jenn, who's at the; Oh! Chris! Happy Easter! What a delight to see you! Jenn! Let the man in! Oh! What lovely flowers!" "Happy Easter, Mrs. Sanders," Chris greeted her and allowed her to take the flowers and the large plant out of his arms. "Um, my mom and sister are in the car;" "Well, wonderful!" Mom exclaimed. "Go and get them! We have plenty! John! Set up three more places at the table! Julie, Chris, and Cindy are here!" Before Chris could even turn around, Mom had run outside waving her arms. I guessed she had that part under control, so I took Chris' arm and brought him into the office near the front door and closed the door. "What happened?" I asked. Before he answered, he cupped my cheek. I put my hand on his and felt the tears once again welling up. "So much has happened, and even before I could turn down the Colorado offer;" "Turn it down?" "Well, yeah, Jenn," Chris answered as if it was obvious. "I can't go start a whole new life without my best girl." A tear trickled down my cheek before I could say anything else. I sniffed. "I was going to finish up my six months of clients and come be with you once the last one was wrapped up." "You were?" "Chris, I can't live without you," I explained and felt my lip trembling. "So, no Colorado?" "Robert gave it to his wife's nephew," he answered. "But, babe?" I blinked as if to show him I was still listening and not just staring into his big, beautiful eyes. "I got the promotion and raise I've been waiting for since last year." "You got it?" I whispered and tried to laugh through my tears. "Oh, I'm so happy for you!" "For us, Jenn," he corrected. "Now, before anything else happens, can I please kiss you?" For whatever reason, this caused me to cry. I nodded, but I also sobbed. It was a little pathetic, but hugely romantic too. I hurried to grab a tissue, wiped my face, and then wrapped my arms around him with my hand behind his head in hopes to bring it down to mine. "Oh, my gosh, I missed you," Chris whispered before setting his lips on mine. Hmm, those delicious lips I'd been dreaming about and craving were back on mine, and I couldn't get enough of him. "I love you," I sighed as we pulled apart. "My girl," he responded and kissed my forehead. "Uh, guys?" my brother, Luke, yelled through the door. "There are ten adults out here about dying and definitely not eating in anticipation of what's happening in that room. Care to share?" I laughed out loud and wrapped my arms around Chris' neck. "I guess we owe them that, huh?" "Jennifer Sanders, I love you," Chris declared quietly. "Now, I have a crazy idea, but we've waited long enough. Would you want to get married?" "Waited long enough; what; married?" I asked and then gasped. "What; like, today?!" Chris nodded. "I have the rings, babe. I did a lot in the last week. I knew we'd be OK, but this whole Colorado thing put a spin on things neither of us expected. But you said it yourself, Jenn. You were going to come join me. Why wait? Fr. Patrick will come today to marry us. I already spoke with him. I told him everything." I widened my eyes at that. The man had been my coach and teacher in high school. I certainly didn't need him to know that I'd been having wild sex with someone outside of marriage! "What? Chris! You told Father that we had sex?!" While I was speaking at a normal level, yes, you can expect that I certainly whispered that last word. Our families were likely listening at the door! "Well, he asked me directly, and it actually helped our case," Chris justified. "He is set to come over as soon as I text him." He knelt down onto one knee. "So, Jenn, my love, my best friend, my future, will you marry me?" "I think he just asked her to marry him!" Cindy announced. Or at least I was pretty certain it was her. "That was quick!" my mom responded. I laughed and shook my head. "'You had me at hello,'" I quoted and squeezed his hand since he had been holding it. "Yes, and we will do it today." "You don't have to." "'Yes, I do,'" I argued. "'Because I love you.'" Chris smirked and leaned down to put his lips to mine. "'Just remember who said it first,'" he teased and kissed me heartily. When he broke away, he pulled out his phone. "Guys! What's going on?" Chris' mom asked and knocked. "Hello, Fr. Patrick," Chris greeted our favorite priest and teacher. "Yes, sir, she did. Yep, at her house. OK, see you soon." When Chris hung up, he motioned with his head. "Come on. Let's go deal with the restless natives." When he opened the door, ten excited and focused faces, which were either pressed up to the door or turned completely from the dining room table; (because they had to help their little ones with food); met us as we left the room. "Alright, everybody," Chris announced. He was very excited and unusually confident as he greeted the family. It was totally hot to witness. "We've got some news. As some of you know, I was in an accident a short while ago, and when I went home, I had Jenn move in with me to make sure I would be alright. Well, she finally realized that we were (and have been) meant to be together, so what would you all say to us getting married?" Cheers and gasps and laughter (mostly from my brothers) filled the air. Our moms were gasping but crying and hugging and babbling about always knowing. "When?" Luke asked. "Today," Chris answered, and the sudden silence causing us to laugh. "Well," Matthew, my usually observant and generally quiet brother spoke up, "it's not like they need time to get to know each other. I'm up for a wedding if everyone else is. Looks like we finally get to use the backyard for more than just egg hunting and sun tanning. Let's finish eating and get to work! We've got a wedding to prepare for!" I walked over to Matthew and wrapped my arms around him to hug him. His wife, Dina, just smiled and ran her hand up and down his arm. "Congrats, sis," Dina offered and hugged me quickly as I walked back over to see what our moms were saying. "Well, won't this be an Easter to remember?" Julie asked and hugged my mom. "I mean, I shouldn't be surprised," my mom answered and walked toward the kitchen with her arm around Chris' mom. "I was just telling her the other day;" I rolled my eyes and shook my head at Luke who was watching me with a smirk on his face. "Told ya things would work themselves out," Luke teased smugly. "Yes, you did, my big little brother," I agreed. "So, do you think I'll have enough flower girls?" "With this family? You'll have everything you'll ever need like always."   Chris We ate Easter lunch as a large family, and had just begun cleaning up, when the doorbell rang. I nodded at Denise, Jenn's mom, and walked over to answer it since I was pretty sure it was Fr. Patrick. "Chris!" Fr. Patrick greeted me and laughed. "Well, won't this be an Easter to remember?" "That's what I'm hearing," I responded and patted his back as I walked him into the kitchen where a plate had been awaiting his arrival. "Father!" both Denise and my mom greeted him with open arms. "Thanks so much for coming on such short notice!" "Well, I might have been given a heads up along with a promise of some very fine Easter food," he confessed and sat down while the ladies served him. "Babe?" I whispered to Jenn as she was staring out the window into the backyard. The kids were playing on the large swing set her dad had built when he found out he was going to be a grandfather. "Hmm?" "Babe?" "Yes, Chris?" Jenn answered and turned to give her full attention to me. "There you are," I noted and held her hand. "You're all good with this?" "I'm as comfortable as ever with all of it, actually," she answered. I could tell that she was happy. Really happy. That's all I ever wanted. "So, are we going to talk about the living arrangements, work, church, kids; all that?" "Sure, but not today," she answered calmly. "Today? Today, we're going to stand before our family and tell one another that we do, in fact, plan to love and honor each other for the rest of our lives. Today, you're going to take me home to our place and make me your girl with nothing in between us. Today we begin the rest of our lives. As long as it's together, Chris, we'll be doing just fine." "Well, now. That? That I can live with." I responded and brought the woman standing next to me, the woman who held my heart, the woman I was about to marry into my arms and kissed her. About fifteen minutes later, we were married in a beautifully short, small, and intimate ceremony in the backyard. About an hour later, we were cutting a bunny cake and feeding each other small pieces of it with the kids cheering and laughing as they watched us. And about a half hour after that, we were heading home. Luke took care of Jenn's car, and Denise happily offered to take my mom and sister home to their places. Neither seemed to want to leave at that point anyway. As I carried my bride into the house, Jenn rested her head on my shoulder. I set her down in the kitchen and took out my phone to play a song so that we could have our first dance as husband and wife. With the heels she was wearing, we were nearly the same height. We swayed and held one another closely. I was getting a little worked up at the way she kept rubbing against me, but I think it was not only intentional, but also very much mutually rewarding. I slid my hand up her back and played with the zipper of her dress. Jenn smirked and brought her hands down to the buttons of my shirt. With the fact that this was, in fact, our wedding "night," not to mention the first time in over a week that we could finally touch one another again, I was sure that we both had the same idea. It didn't take but 55 seconds for us to be fully undressed. I pulled the blanket off the counter (I had been both optimistic and proactive) and held her as we both laid down onto the kitchen floor. "This seems to be the place where first times are had," Jenn noted and cupped my cheek as I took my position over her. "Definitely the first time making love to my wife," I agreed and leaned down to kiss her deeply. As our bodies became one, we solidified what was always meant to be. I could feel everything, and her moans and reactions told me she felt things she hadn't felt before too. I knew without the condom in the way, it would be different, but this was so much more than that. This was my wife. And as we reached our orgasms, we kissed and held one another tightly. This was the beginning of everything.   Jenn 50 weeks later "Happy Easter, you two!" my mom greeted Chris and me as we stood in the doorway of my childhood home. "Come on, come on! Oh, Chris! Thank you! It's lovely," she offered as she took the new lily plant he'd insisted on bringing. "Just put the pistachio salad on the kitchen counter, please." "Hey! There's my girl!" my dad greeted me and pointed at my belly. "How's it going?" "They say any day, but if it's not soon, Dad, I may just reach up there and;" "Oh, ho, ho, kay!" Chris announced as he slid up to take my hand. "It'll happen when it's time, sweetheart," he reminded me and kissed my temple. "Girl, don't I know how you feel!" Corinne told me and laughed. "You know that's right!" Dina declared. "They aren't lying!" Carli, Mark's wife, yelled from the bedroom where she must have been changing one of the little one's diapers. Just as Mom announced that it was time to eat, the doorbell rang. Chris went to answer it knowing it would be his mom and sister. As we finished the prayer before the meal, I yelped when I felt a sudden gush. "Oops!" I exclaimed and jumped up causing my chair to slide back to the counter. "Baby?" Chris questioned as he buttered his roll. "Baby!" my three sisters-in-law all declared and pointed down at my (now) wet dress. "Ah!" my younger brothers screamed as Luke shook his head and pointed at Chris. "You have the bag, right?" Luke asked calmly. "Been in the car since she was seven months," Chris answered. He'd shoved the roll in his mouth and gotten up as soon as the wet dress was brought to his attention. "And away we go," Luke addressed and followed us out of the house to get into his own car which he'd driven there. He had made all sorts of arrangements to make sure he was going to be at the birth of his godson.   Chris As my wife finally got her chance to relax after the birth of our sons, I took a seat on the bed next to her. "They're beautiful, babe," I praised and kissed her temple. She pressed her head into my lips to share in the special moment. "You did a great job making them," I added. "We sure did," Jenn agreed and looked into my eyes until I brought my lips down onto hers. "Knock, knock!" our mothers announced as they stood in the doorway. "Where are my grandsons?" Denise questioned and then tossed her purse at John as she spotted the bassinets. "Oh! There they are!" One thing Jenn and I had requested was that no one, not even the grandmothers, would just be expecting to grab babies and pass them around. Both grandmothers respectfully hovered over the contraptions which held our sons, so I nodded at John before getting up to introduce them to their relatives. "Steven John David," I stated as I reached down to pick up our first-born son, "may I introduce you to your grandmothers." I handed him to Denise seeing as her husband was the namesake behind one of the middle names. Steven had been the name of a classmate we'd had who had passed away during our senior year. We'd both held him in high regard and felt the name was fitting. "Nicholas Luke Patrick," I continued, "I'd like to introduce you to your grandmothers as well. You were named for my father, your godfather, and a priest who means the world to your mother and me." "Steven John David, you will be loved so much by this family," Denise whispered and smiled at her husband. "Welcome to the world, Nicholas Luke Patrick," my mom greeted my other son. That night, after aunts, uncles, grandparents, and a special visiting priest had left our room so that we could spend our first night alone as a family of four, I laid down next to my wife and the amazing mother of my sons. "Happy Easter, sweetheart," I whispered and kissed her shoulder as she fed our son. "Happy Easter, my love," she whispered back and rubbed her thumb over Steven's hair. Nicholas was still asleep in the bassinet, so we were taking the opportunity to spend some alone time with our firstborn. "Happy Anniversary too," she added and sniffed a laugh. "It was a year ago today that we had our first kitchen encounter." "Well, doesn't that make this date even more special?" I responded and leaned down to kiss her lips. Much like our life had been since our whirlwind romance and wedding, I knew bringing home twin sons and learning to adjust to this new part of our lives was just going to be as wonderful as the rest of our life together had been. I settled back against my best friend, the mother of my children, and let out a relaxed sigh. Life was good, and I couldn't wait to see what else it had in store. Based on a post by cilma rae, for Literotica.

Friendzone Fix: Part 2. Blame the biological clock, or a burst of courage.. Based on a post by cilma rae. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Chris Benbury and Jennifer Sanders continue to tell the tale of how their friendship took decades to transform into a life connection. We're going to let them finish telling just how it happened. "Chris," she whispered against my lips and then turned her head before leading us into a deeper kiss. Our tongues mingled while our hands roamed. She turned her body and pressed it to me as if she was trying to become part of me. "Come with me," I requested and reached for her hand. She shook her head and pointed down at the ground. "Now. Right here," she answered back. "I need you." "Hold; hold that thought," I advised and held up a finger to show her it would only be a second. I ran into the living room to get a blanket and flew back into the kitchen because I was no fool. I needed this too. "Here's awesome, but the floor is cold," I explained. I dropped the blanket and then scooped Jenn up off her feet. Her squeal only made me want this more. We kissed and pressed into each other like we couldn't get enough. In that moment, I know I certainly couldn't. I tore off my shirt and watched in amazement as she did the same with her own. No bra; just gorgeous tits I'd basically only envisioned and dreamed about more than I cared to admit. I saw her reach over to collect the condoms off the counter before she tossed them onto the blanket as she knelt down onto it. "Join me," she requested and reached for her panties to slide them down. I went ahead and lost my shorts and briefs before descending to the floor myself. The moment I felt her naked body against mine, I knew we were moments from something I had only ever dreamed possible. "Is this happening?" I asked quietly as I slid my hand down her back and over her fine, fine ass. This woman had the best ass. "You're gonna find out real soon," Jenn assured me and slid her leg up mine. "At least I hope you will," she added. I hurried to put the protection on and moaned as she licked a particularly sensitive area on my neck. "Good Lord, woman," I warned and growled as I set myself up to enter her. "Yes," she hissed and placed her heels on my butt. "Now, Chris. I need you now," she pleaded. I didn't need to be told twice, so I made sure I was lined up and began my approach. Yes, it had been a while (a long while) since I'd had sex. I hadn't heard Jenn mention anyone she'd dated for longer than a week or two in over a year. I couldn't imagine that she'd had any activity in recent history either. The moan she let out when I was fully inside her told me I was exactly what she needed at that moment though. I think my own noise told her the same. "Chris, yes," she hissed and ran her fingernails along my back. "Why did it take so long for us to do this?" she asked. "No idea," I answered with what little brain activity I could muster since most of the blood in my entire body seemed to be inside my cock at the moment. "I'm; Jenn, I'm not gonna last," I confessed. "I'm already close," she responded. "You feel so good. You feel so; gosh, Chris. It's so good," she repeated. "If I promise to last longer next time;" "Go ahead," Jenn breathed. "Just keep going," she begged. "I'm; gonna; oh!" she cried out and contracted all around my shaft until I couldn't take it anymore. I thrust into her and came hard. "Chris," Jenn whispered after a minute. I wasn't seeing stars any longer, so that was good. I turned to face her and kissed her shoulder. "Hmm, would you kiss me?" Like she had to ask. I cupped her face with one hand as the other held me up and kissed her with so much emotion, I thought for sure that I was going to shed a tear myself. It was as I pulled away from her that I realized I was still inside her. "Oh, uh;" I stuttered. "Let me get rid of this," I suggested and took care of the minor mess before I headed into the living room to collect another blanket to cover us with. I knew we wouldn't be staying in the kitchen, but for that short period of time, we were going to stick around until we decided what to do next. I laid down next to her, and what surprised me was that she snuggled right into my side like she belonged there. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her temple. She turned to look up at me and kissed my chin. I leaned down and kissed her lips until we ended up making out. It was all so; natural. "I have a confession to make," she admitted as she ran her finger over my chest. "Oh?" "I bought them when I picked up your prescriptions," she confessed and pointed to the box. "I had a feeling from the moment we held hands. I; I didn't realize there could be;" I inhaled deeply and turned to lie on my side and placed my head on my hand with my elbow holding it up. "If we're giving confessions, I have one as well." "Go ahead," Jenn invited and smiled as she let her fingertips glide along my side up to my neck. "I've had a crush on you since high school, Jenn," I admitted and watched her face. "Really? Why didn't you say anything?" Jenn tilted her head. "So, all this time, you've;" "Oh, well, yeah, I mean; if you'd have shown any interest in me throughout these years, I would have totally gone for it, but I value your friendship more than anything, and I was afraid you might not appreciate hearing that I liked you as more than a friend, so I just tucked it away." "But; in high school? Why didn't you say something?" "Well, remember our junior year? I almost asked you to go to Homecoming with me, but you announced in homeroom that Ronnie had asked you, so I decided to let you have your fun. I thought it was best that I just maintained being your friend. If there was ever a dance you didn't have a date to, I was willing to offer to take you, but that never happened." "Oh, Chris," she reacted and cupped my face. "I'm sorry. I had an awful time with Ronnie, if that makes you feel any better." "No, of course it doesn't," I responded automatically. Then I smiled. "Well, maybe a little," I admitted thoughtfully and then laughed when she did. "Why was it awful?" "Well, there's a hot chance the guys who took me to the dances thought I was up for more than just a PG-rated good time, but inevitably, they made a move I didn't appreciate or reciprocate, so it ended on a slightly sour note. In most cases, especially at our senior retreat right before graduation, the guy who took me and made a move came up and apologized. It didn't hurt that the example of 'making right some wrongs in life' was given when it came around to the deeper part of the retreat. And that one person mentioned dances certainly helped my case. I believe a lot of girls were given apologies on that weekend, at least from what I heard." "I've always wanted to dance with you," I admitted without realizing I was speaking out loud. "Why can't we?" "What?" I asked. "Go and get your phone," she requested. "Let's dance right here. Right where we officially began. Let's have that dance, Chris." I wasn't sure why it didn't seem crazier to me, but I did as she'd suggested. We both got up at the same time, and when I got back, she was wrapped in the blanket from the floor. I had wrapped the blanket around my waist, so we were both basically covered. And as if we were in high school, she raised her arms up and put them on my shoulders as I held her waist. "Now I; I wanna fall in love;" sang Chris Isaak. It was just as if we were at a high school dance, though I'm sure we'd have been dressed differently. I smiled down at her and leaned in as she put her hands up into my hair. We kissed as we rocked and swayed on the kitchen floor. When the song ended, she nodded as if she knew what I was thinking. We shut off the television (which had been lighting our way throughout our interactions since she'd come down to the kitchen) and headed upstairs still wrapped in our blankets. I was about to ask about the box, but she held them up and laughed as I picked her up and proceeded to prepare her for round two.   Jenn I woke up wrapped up in Chris' arms and smiled. I was naked. I was spent. I was happy. For the past few days, I had found myself wanting so much more than just friendship with Chris, and last night, when he suggested that I go take a bath and relax, well, I did just that. I took a shower first to shave my legs before filling up the tub and relaxing. The more I laid there, the more I wanted; more. And it wasn't just to have sex and "get some," as many would call it. I wanted Chris. I had laid in bed after our movie date and tried to get comfortable, but the more I thought about it, the less restful I became. And then I remembered that I had purchased the condoms and stuck them up in a cupboard assuming Chris wouldn't see them since I was doing most of the cooking anyway. To put them up there, though, I'd had to stand on my tippy toes to do it. And it was while I was attempting to reach for them the night before that I remembered I had been wearing my shoes which happened to have a bigger sole on them which meant I could have reached it just a tiny bit better than had I been barefoot. I smiled to myself as I remembered feeling Chris' body pressed up to mine from behind. What a kitchen encounter indeed. I hadn't realized that he would have been awake. What I had planned to do was grab the box, walk over to check on Chris, wake him with a kiss on the forehead, and hope that it would progress from there. What happened was so much better. Chris stirred behind me, so I turned my face to kiss his cheek before I carefully got up to go and take a shower. Before I could even get out after I was done, Chris had stepped into the tub to join me. I laughed, kissed him heartily, and got out so he could take a shower by himself. We'd never get out if we were to have stayed in there together. We went down to the kitchen wearing just towels. I think we both knew what was bound to happen. I started working on the casserole I'd been planning, and Chris started up the coffeemaker. Since the casserole would take 45 minutes to cook, we had time. Next thing I knew, I was on the kitchen counter being given the most delicious serving of oral sex I'd ever had. He could work that tongue like he knew my every nerve ending. To reward him, you know, since we still had time, and once I had gotten my bearings back, I slid down to the floor and showed him my own talents in the oral department. From the reaction he gave, I suppose I did a rather good job. At least that's what he muttered in his many comments as he regained his own stability again. "Well, that was an excellent appetizer before breakfast, I must say," I noted as I poured the creamer into my coffee. I handed him his dark, "unflavored" savory serving of wake-up juice and winked at him. He just smiled and put the mug to his lips to take his first sip. We talked, held hands, ate, and did the dishes before he led me upstairs where we make love again. Since we had just had another release (each), we went ahead and showered together, got dressed, went for a walk, came back, ate lunch, and then sat on couch to watch a little TV. One look was all it took, and we were at it like teenagers. Our clothes were thrown everywhere, and we did it right there on the couch. We fell asleep all wrapped up in each other covered by a fresh blanket we'd thrown onto the sofa. After our nap, I managed to get up without waking Chris and headed for the bathroom with my clothes. I did my business and got dressed so that I could start dinner. While I was making dinner, Chris flirted endlessly with me. We continued to tease, fondle, play, and (finally) eat. As soon as dinner was done, I began washing the dishes. Alas, the games were not done. Chris took off his shirt, and then he helped me out of my shorts. He then took off his own shorts. I raised my arms to help him take my shirt off and went back to washing the pans. I was almost done. It was when he lost his briefs that I got unruly. I couldn't work fast enough. He unfastened my bra as I let the water out of the sink. I pushed him back against the large, empty counter and then slid off my panties as he climbed onto it (as instructed) before I joined him and climbed onto him to give us both a ride we'd always remember. We laid there on the counter afterwards giggling. I told him I was surprised he hadn't tried to do me from behind while I was doing the dishes. "What? Would I do that?" Chris asked me. Enough time had passed that we were apparently feeling the desire yet again to have another round, especially one as hot and exciting as the new one I'd suggested. Even while he was asking the words of such feigned innocence, I had gotten down and assumed the suggested position while he prepared himself, and healthy orgasms were had, once again, by both of us. We went into the living room to watch a movie, though most of it went unnoticed since we were busy making out and fondling one another amongst giggles and small talk. We turned off the TV as soon as the movie was over, headed upstairs, and made our way to bed. We slept very well that night. The next day was my final day of staying with Chris. I took a shower and packed my things knowing the plan was for me to leave after dinner. He wasn't bringing it up even as I packed my things, so I decided to stay quiet about it also. I had no idea what the plan was moving forward, but I enjoyed everything so far, and I assumed we'd eventually get to the discussion about our relationship. We had a nice, though simple, breakfast, went on our walk, talked about the weather and something we'd seen on the internet news, and sat down in the living room with our water bottles to relax. Just as I was about to turn and ask him about our future, he leaned in and kissed me. Halfway through our make out session, he pointed down at the floor. Before I could ask about the coffee table, he simply put his foot on it to slide it away. It was so hot. I had no idea that simple gesture would affect me the way it did. We both shed our clothes without words, I assumed my position, and more hot sex was had.     After each time we made love, Chris always took the time to touch and kiss me like I was a treasure. There was such a familiarity between us from all the years of being friends, but the fact that he'd always had deeper feelings for me really played a part in how he held me. I felt rather stupid having not ever picked up on the crush he had on me. He admitted that he hid it well, particularly because our friendship meant more. I just hoped that, moving forward, it wouldn't be an issue. We were still friends, pretty much best friends, but so much more. And I wanted that. I wanted him. And I wanted our future to be together. I just needed to tell him that so that we were on the same page. We cleaned up and had lunch together. He fell asleep on the couch, so I used the time to arrange plans for my brother to pick up Chris' rental vehicle, bring it to the house after we had dinner together, and then Luke would drive me back to my house in my car. Chris woke up and walked over to the bathroom before making his way into the kitchen to find me. I was busy stirring the meat on the stove, but that didn't stop him from standing right up to rest against me and slide his hands up my shirt to hold my tits. I laughed a little, but sighed, rested my head against his chest, and turned to look up at him. He bent slowly and placed his lips on mine. I blindly set the spoon down on the stovetop and turned to face him so that I could properly kiss my man. As we were sitting at the dinner table, the mood was slightly sad, but neither of us was saying anything about it. Finally, he spoke up. "Jenn, I meant to tell you," he noted as he set his napkin down on the side of his plate. "Um, yesterday while I was looking at my emails, I read one from my boss. Turns out there's an opening for a position that he's recommending me for to his boss. He thinks I'd be a good fit. "That's great!" I responded and nodded. "You've been wanting this for a while," I added to show him that I really did pay attention to him when he spoke of his job. "So, once I get it, I'll have to report to the office in Denver." "Denver? Oh, so they'd be good with you working remotely? Like, how often would you have to check in or go visit there?" "Oh, uh; No, Jenn," Chris clarified and shook his head. "I'll be moving there. My new territory will be in Colorado, so I'll have to live there. Sorry," he added quickly. "I guess I should have explained that better. Anyway, when I put my house up for sale, you can do that too, you know? We can start a new life there together." "Colorado? Chris, I can't just drop everything and move to another state!" "Yeah, but you run your own business," Chris argued. "You can just start anew in;" "Start anew in a place where I know no one?" I questioned and added emphasis on the final words. Sure, I could network like a champ, but I'd lived in my city my whole life, and this wasn't anywhere close to any place I'd been before. I didn't know anyone in Colorado! "I don't understand. I can't just up and leave my business. My books are full for the next 6 months! I can't;" I stopped talking when the doorbell rang. Oh, my gosh, what was happening? Chris got up to answer the door, so I took our dishes to the sink to wash them quickly. It was important that I left his house the way I found it. As I ran the sponge over the plates, I began to cry. This was not how I thought our final meal would turn out. He was leaving? And he just expected to snap his fingers, and I'd just leave everything behind? How? Why? "How are you feeling, bud?" Luke was asking as the two men walked into the kitchen. I had just finished wiping down the table and counters, so I hung the towel and made my way upstairs to get my bag and things. I looked around and shook my head. Was this really over? As Luke shook Chris' hand, I made eye contact with Luke and nodded. We too had an ability to communicate without speaking. He'd wait in the car while I said my goodbyes. Luke took my stuff and headed outside. "I'm glad we had this week together," I shared and nodded. "I wish you the best of luck. You'll have to let me know when you get the offer and stuff. Thank God for text messages and Facebook, right?" I tried to laugh but my traitor of a quivering lip gave things away. "Jenn, wait," Chris begged. "We can't end like this," he noted. "Good luck, Chris. Keep me posted, alright? I'm so happy for you that you are finally being given your rightly deserved position in the company." I stepped up on my tippy-toes and kissed his cheek. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Bye," I added and turned to leave. Chris was never one to overstep, so I knew he wouldn't grab my arm or say anything else. I cried all the way home. Luke was concerned and continued to ask me questions, but once I had convinced him that Chris hadn't hurt me and that I would eventually tell him what was wrong, he left me alone. He made sure I made it into my house safely and carried my things up to my room for me. His wife, Corinne, showed up and waved from the driver's side of the minivan as she waited for Luke to come out to join their little family again. I hugged Luke quickly and nodded again that I'd tell him what had happened that had upset me so much. We had lunch two days later, and all Luke could do was hug me and tell me he was there if I needed him.   Chris I didn't call or text Jenn after she left. I just didn't know what to say or how to explain myself. I had returned to work (remotely as usual) and had a surprise interaction with my boss first thing Monday morning. "Hey, bud," Hector greeted me as he usually did. "Yeah, Colorado is off the table," he stated nonchalantly. "I guess I jumped the gun when offering it to you, didn't I?" he asked with a laugh. "Anyway, it turns out the Robert's nephew is going to be taking the position." To say that I was frozen in shock was an understatement. Hector appeared hesitant to go on when I didn't say anything. "Look, man. So, I confronted Robert about it and told him you were set to take the position next month and had even begun making plans for it." "Oh, I;" I began to argue since nothing had been done, you know, unless you counted throwing away the best thing to ever happen to me over it. You know, if you counted that. And the fact that my boss lied to his boss really infuriated me because it made it look like I had jumped the gun when no paperwork or real offer had been made. "Well, listen," Hector continued. "Hearing that you really thought the position was yours and realizing that I had made the offer to you made Robert feel bad that you did all that and were put in this stupid position. He might have mentioned that it was his wife's nephew, and that he kinda had to offer it to him, blah blah blah. Anyway, I had come prepared. He and I went over your review. It turns out, he is finally on board with that raise and title change you've been requesting. Are you ready to start making the big bucks like you should have been making for at least a year now?" "Hell yeah, boss!" I exclaimed. "That's awesome. Listen, can we talk about things coming up in the next week? I've got this girl;"   Jenn "Oh, honey! You don't have to ring the doorbell!" my mom complained when I showed up to her house on Easter morning. "Mom, I'm carrying six baskets and a dessert. I didn't have a choice." "Oh! Well, come in. Come in!" she stated animatedly as she moved so I could enter the house. "Let's get the baskets set up out back. Your father is hiding the eggs now." Six children and a matching number of my siblings were soon added to the mix, and the hustle and bustle of Easter morning was well on its way. We had all attended the services the night prior, so the fancy clothes we were all wearing were by choice. We were a handsome family, and we knew it. We had plenty of pictures to show us all off on a regular basis. Just as Dad had finished with grace, the doorbell rang. I got up to get it since everyone else seemed to be busy with filling plates and getting last minute serving spoons and such. When the door was opened, I was greeted by a sight which took my breath away. Chris was standing at the door holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a lily plant in the other arm. "Hello, Jenn," he sighed and smiled. "Chris, what are you doing here?" I asked as if on automation. "I mean; Happy Easter, and it's been a while," I added. "But;" "Jenn, just listen, please." "Chris, I;" "Jenn, I love you so much," Chris continued before I could say anything more. "Colorado isn't happening. I'm not leaving," he clarified. "Chris, you shouldn't have;" "I didn't," he answered. "Jenn, who's at the; Oh! Chris! Happy Easter! What a delight to see you! Jenn! Let the man in! Oh! What lovely flowers!" "Happy Easter, Mrs. Sanders," Chris greeted her and allowed her to take the flowers and the large plant out of his arms. "Um, my mom and sister are in the car;" "Well, wonderful!" Mom exclaimed. "Go and get them! We have plenty! John! Set up three more places at the table! Julie, Chris, and Cindy are here!" Before Chris could even turn around, Mom had run outside waving her arms. I guessed she had that part under control, so I took Chris' arm and brought him into the office near the front door and closed the door. "What happened?" I asked. Before he answered, he cupped my cheek. I put my hand on his and felt the tears once again welling up. "So much has happened, and even before I could turn down the Colorado offer;" "Turn it down?" "Well, yeah, Jenn," Chris answered as if it was obvious. "I can't go start a whole new life without my best girl." A tear trickled down my cheek before I could say anything else. I sniffed. "I was going to finish up my six months of clients and come be with you once the last one was wrapped up." "You were?" "Chris, I can't live without you," I explained and felt my lip trembling. "So, no Colorado?" "Robert gave it to his wife's nephew," he answered. "But, babe?" I blinked as if to show him I was still listening and not just staring into his big, beautiful eyes. "I got the promotion and raise I've been waiting for since last year." "You got it?" I whispered and tried to laugh through my tears. "Oh, I'm so happy for you!" "For us, Jenn," he corrected. "Now, before anything else happens, can I please kiss you?" For whatever reason, this caused me to cry. I nodded, but I also sobbed. It was a little pathetic, but hugely romantic too. I hurried to grab a tissue, wiped my face, and then wrapped my arms around him with my hand behind his head in hopes to bring it down to mine. "Oh, my gosh, I missed you," Chris whispered before setting his lips on mine. Hmm, those delicious lips I'd been dreaming about and craving were back on mine, and I couldn't get enough of him. "I love you," I sighed as we pulled apart. "My girl," he responded and kissed my forehead. "Uh, guys?" my brother, Luke, yelled through the door. "There are ten adults out here about dying and definitely not eating in anticipation of what's happening in that room. Care to share?" I laughed out loud and wrapped my arms around Chris' neck. "I guess we owe them that, huh?" "Jennifer Sanders, I love you," Chris declared quietly. "Now, I have a crazy idea, but we've waited long enough. Would you want to get married?" "Waited long enough; what; married?" I asked and then gasped. "What; like, today?!" Chris nodded. "I have the rings, babe. I did a lot in the last week. I knew we'd be OK, but this whole Colorado thing put a spin on things neither of us expected. But you said it yourself, Jenn. You were going to come join me. Why wait? Fr. Patrick will come today to marry us. I already spoke with him. I told him everything." I widened my eyes at that. The man had been my coach and teacher in high school. I certainly didn't need him to know that I'd been having wild sex with someone outside of marriage! "What? Chris! You told Father that we had sex?!" While I was speaking at a normal level, yes, you can expect that I certainly whispered that last word. Our families were likely listening at the door! "Well, he asked me directly, and it actually helped our case," Chris justified. "He is set to come over as soon as I text him." He knelt down onto one knee. "So, Jenn, my love, my best friend, my future, will you marry me?" "I think he just asked her to marry him!" Cindy announced. Or at least I was pretty certain it was her. "That was quick!" my mom responded. I laughed and shook my head. "'You had me at hello,'" I quoted and squeezed his hand since he had been holding it. "Yes, and we will do it today." "You don't have to." "'Yes, I do,'" I argued. "'Because I love you.'" Chris smirked and leaned down to put his lips to mine. "'Just remember who said it first,'" he teased and kissed me heartily. When he broke away, he pulled out his phone. "Guys! What's going on?" Chris' mom asked and knocked. "Hello, Fr. Patrick," Chris greeted our favorite priest and teacher. "Yes, sir, she did. Yep, at her house. OK, see you soon." When Chris hung up, he motioned with his head. "Come on. Let's go deal with the restless natives." When he opened the door, ten excited and focused faces, which were either pressed up to the door or turned completely from the dining room table; (because they had to help their little ones with food); met us as we left the room. "Alright, everybody," Chris announced. He was very excited and unusually confident as he greeted the family. It was totally hot to witness. "We've got some news. As some of you know, I was in an accident a short while ago, and when I went home, I had Jenn move in with me to make sure I would be alright. Well, she finally realized that we were (and have been) meant to be together, so what would you all say to us getting married?" Cheers and gasps and laughter (mostly from my brothers) filled the air. Our moms were gasping but crying and hugging and babbling about always knowing. "When?" Luke asked. "Today," Chris answered, and the sudden silence causing us to laugh. "Well," Matthew, my usually observant and generally quiet brother spoke up, "it's not like they need time to get to know each other. I'm up for a wedding if everyone else is. Looks like we finally get to use the backyard for more than just egg hunting and sun tanning. Let's finish eating and get to work! We've got a wedding to prepare for!" I walked over to Matthew and wrapped my arms around him to hug him. His wife, Dina, just smiled and ran her hand up and down his arm. "Congrats, sis," Dina offered and hugged me quickly as I walked back over to see what our moms were saying. "Well, won't this be an Easter to remember?" Julie asked and hugged my mom. "I mean, I shouldn't be surprised," my mom answered and walked toward the kitchen with her arm around Chris' mom. "I was just telling her the other day;" I rolled my eyes and shook my head at Luke who was watching me with a smirk on his face. "Told ya things would work themselves out," Luke teased smugly. "Yes, you did, my big little brother," I agreed. "So, do you think I'll have enough flower girls?" "With this family? You'll have everything you'll ever need like always."   Chris We ate Easter lunch as a large family, and had just begun cleaning up, when the doorbell rang. I nodded at Denise, Jenn's mom, and walked over to answer it since I was pretty sure it was Fr. Patrick. "Chris!" Fr. Patrick greeted me and laughed. "Well, won't this be an Easter to remember?" "That's what I'm hearing," I responded and patted his back as I walked him into the kitchen where a plate had been awaiting his arrival. "Father!" both Denise and my mom greeted him with open arms. "Thanks so much for coming on such short notice!" "Well, I might have been given a heads up along with a promise of some very fine Easter food," he confessed and sat down while the ladies served him. "Babe?" I whispered to Jenn as she was staring out the window into the backyard. The kids were playing on the large swing set her dad had built when he found out he was going to be a grandfather. "Hmm?" "Babe?" "Yes, Chris?" Jenn answered and turned to give her full attention to me. "There you are," I noted and held her hand. "You're all good with this?" "I'm as comfortable as ever with all of it, actually," she answered. I could tell that she was happy. Really happy. That's all I ever wanted. "So, are we going to talk about the living arrangements, work, church, kids; all that?" "Sure, but not today," she answered calmly. "Today? Today, we're going to stand before our family and tell one another that we do, in fact, plan to love and honor each other for the rest of our lives. Today, you're going to take me home to our place and make me your girl with nothing in between us. Today we begin the rest of our lives. As long as it's together, Chris, we'll be doing just fine." "Well, now. That? That I can live with." I responded and brought the woman standing next to me, the woman who held my heart, the woman I was about to marry into my arms and kissed her. About fifteen minutes later, we were married in a beautifully short, small, and intimate ceremony in the backyard. About an hour later, we were cutting a bunny cake and feeding each other small pieces of it with the kids cheering and laughing as they watched us. And about a half hour after that, we were heading home. Luke took care of Jenn's car, and Denise happily offered to take my mom and sister home to their places. Neither seemed to want to leave at that point anyway. As I carried my bride into the house, Jenn rested her head on my shoulder. I set her down in the kitchen and took out my phone to play a song so that we could have our first dance as husband and wife. With the heels she was wearing, we were nearly the same height. We swayed and held one another closely. I was getting a little worked up at the way she kept rubbing against me, but I think it was not only intentional, but also very much mutually rewarding. I slid my hand up her back and played with the zipper of her dress. Jenn smirked and brought her hands down to the buttons of my shirt. With the fact that this was, in fact, our wedding "night," not to mention the first time in over a week that we could finally touch one another again, I was sure that we both had the same idea. It didn't take but 55 seconds for us to be fully undressed. I pulled the blanket off the counter (I had been both optimistic and proactive) and held her as we both laid down onto the kitchen floor. "This seems to be the place where first times are had," Jenn noted and cupped my cheek as I took my position over her. "Definitely the first time making love to my wife," I agreed and leaned down to kiss her deeply. As our bodies became one, we solidified what was always meant to be. I could feel everything, and her moans and reactions told me she felt things she hadn't felt before too. I knew without the condom in the way, it would be different, but this was so much more than that. This was my wife. And as we reached our orgasms, we kissed and held one another tightly. This was the beginning of everything.   Jenn 50 weeks later "Happy Easter, you two!" my mom greeted Chris and me as we stood in the doorway of my childhood home. "Come on, come on! Oh, Chris! Thank you! It's lovely," she offered as she took the new lily plant he'd insisted on bringing. "Just put the pistachio salad on the kitchen counter, please." "Hey! There's my girl!" my dad greeted me and pointed at my belly. "How's it going?" "They say any day, but if it's not soon, Dad, I may just reach up there and;" "Oh, ho, ho, kay!" Chris announced as he slid up to take my hand. "It'll happen when it's time, sweetheart," he reminded me and kissed my temple. "Girl, don't I know how you feel!" Corinne told me and laughed. "You know that's right!" Dina declared. "They aren't lying!" Carli, Mark's wife, yelled from the bedroom where she must have been changing one of the little one's diapers. Just as Mom announced that it was time to eat, the doorbell rang. Chris went to answer it knowing it would be his mom and sister. As we finished the prayer before the meal, I yelped when I felt a sudden gush. "Oops!" I exclaimed and jumped up causing my chair to slide back to the counter. "Baby?" Chris questioned as he buttered his roll. "Baby!" my three sisters-in-law all declared and pointed down at my (now) wet dress. "Ah!" my younger brothers screamed as Luke shook his head and pointed at Chris. "You have the bag, right?" Luke asked calmly. "Been in the car since she was seven months," Chris answered. He'd shoved the roll in his mouth and gotten up as soon as the wet dress was brought to his attention. "And away we go," Luke addressed and followed us out of the house to get into his own car which he'd driven there. He had made all sorts of arrangements to make sure he was going to be at the birth of his godson.   Chris As my wife finally got her chance to relax after the birth of our sons, I took a seat on the bed next to her. "They're beautiful, babe," I praised and kissed her temple. She pressed her head into my lips to share in the special moment. "You did a great job making them," I added. "We sure did," Jenn agreed and looked into my eyes until I brought my lips down onto hers. "Knock, knock!" our mothers announced as they stood in the doorway. "Where are my grandsons?" Denise questioned and then tossed her purse at John as she spotted the bassinets. "Oh! There they are!" One thing Jenn and I had requested was that no one, not even the grandmothers, would just be expecting to grab babies and pass them around. Both grandmothers respectfully hovered over the contraptions which held our sons, so I nodded at John before getting up to introduce them to their relatives. "Steven John David," I stated as I reached down to pick up our first-born son, "may I introduce you to your grandmothers." I handed him to Denise seeing as her husband was the namesake behind one of the middle names. Steven had been the name of a classmate we'd had who had passed away during our senior year. We'd both held him in high regard and felt the name was fitting. "Nicholas Luke Patrick," I continued, "I'd like to introduce you to your grandmothers as well. You were named for my father, your godfather, and a priest who means the world to your mother and me." "Steven John David, you will be loved so much by this family," Denise whispered and smiled at her husband. "Welcome to the world, Nicholas Luke Patrick," my mom greeted my other son. That night, after aunts, uncles, grandparents, and a special visiting priest had left our room so that we could spend our first night alone as a family of four, I laid down next to my wife and the amazing mother of my sons. "Happy Easter, sweetheart," I whispered and kissed her shoulder as she fed our son. "Happy Easter, my love," she whispered back and rubbed her thumb over Steven's hair. Nicholas was still asleep in the bassinet, so we were taking the opportunity to spend some alone time with our firstborn. "Happy Anniversary too," she added and sniffed a laugh. "It was a year ago today that we had our first kitchen encounter." "Well, doesn't that make this date even more special?" I responded and leaned down to kiss her lips. Much like our life had been since our whirlwind romance and wedding, I knew bringing home twin sons and learning to adjust to this new part of our lives was just going to be as wonderful as the rest of our life together had been. I settled back against my best friend, the mother of my children, and let out a relaxed sigh. Life was good, and I couldn't wait to see what else it had in store. Based on a post by cilma rae, for Literotica.

Books with Pictures is our home base comics shop, with a radically inclusive mission to make it clear that "Comics Are For Everyone!" We were proud to support their recent GoFundMe, both as individuals and as a podcast. And we encourage all of our listeners to support them and all local comics shops this holiday season. Yes, there are other places to buy the same items for less online. But Jeff Bezos doesn't give a damn about your local economy or creative community, so don't give that Great Value brand Pitbull your money.If you'd like to get the visual presentation that accompanied this live show, support us at patreon.com/marvelbythemonth. $5 a month gets you instant access to our bonus feed of over 180 extended and exclusive episodes. Issues Referenced in this Episode (all © Marvel Comics):Captain America's Bicentennial Battles: Written by Jack Kirby, art by Jack Kirby, with Herb Trimpe, John Romita, and Barry Smith, letters by John Costanza, colors by Phil Rachelson, edited by Jack Kirby.Ka-Zar #17: "A Shark On the Wind!" – written by Doug Moench, art by Val Mayerik, letters by John Costanza, colors by Janice Cohen, edited by Marv Wolfman.Warlock #14: "Homecoming!" – written by Jim Starlin, art by Jim Starlin, with Steve Leialoha, letters by Tom Orzechowski, colors by Steve Leialoha, edited by Marv Wolfman.Ghost Rider #16: "Blood In the Waters" – written by Bill Mantlo, art by George Tuska, with Vince Colletta, letters by Karen Mantlo, colors by Janice Cohen, edited by Marv Wolfman. "Marvel by the Month" theme v. 4 written and performed by Robb Milne. All incidental music by Robb Milne.Visit us on the internet (and buy some stuff) at marvelbythemonth.com, follow us on Bluesky at @marvelbythemonth.com and Instagram (for now) at @marvelbythemonth, and support us on Patreon at patreon.com/marvelbythemonth.Much of our historical context information comes from Wikipedia. Please join us in supporting them at wikimediafoundation.org. And many thanks to Mike's Amazing World of Comics, an invaluable resource for release dates and issue information. (RIP Mike.)

Different manager, same result. Wolves were hoping for a New Manager Bounce - but it fell flat at the first hurdle. A 2-0 home defeat to Crystal Palace this time - the Eagles move up into the Top 4. Villa up next in a West Midlands Derby - thankfully the form book goes out the window! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

 Yesterday Today returns to the air with a special Thanksgiving episode00:00 Lum & Abner36:07 Abbott & Costello01:05:30 Amos & Andy01:33:51 Outrohttps://archive.org/download/251124-thanksgiving-special-americas-homecoming/251124%20Thanksgiving%20Special%20-%20America%27s%20Homecoming.mp3

Dr. Thema and Allie explore body positivity, confidence, and joy despite the realities of fat phobia. Allie shares the importance of supportive parents and faith as she pursues her dreams of modeling. Despite encountering biases from leaders in schools, faith communities, and the modeling industry, Allie victoriously reclaims and celebrates herself. Allison Sowle is a model and storyteller who's passionate about body positivity, self-acceptance, and navigating life transitions. Originally from a small Midwestern town, she moved to Los Angeles to pursue modeling and has worked to challenge fatphobia in the fashion industry while staying grounded in her own confidence and joy. Allison also shares her journey of embracing visible skin conditions like eczema and psoriasis, inspiring others to feel at home in their own bodies. For more support on your journey, check out Dr. Thema's books Matters of the Heart, Reclaim Yourself, and Homecoming. As you listen to this episode, don't forget to like, comment, subscribe, and share. Music by Joy Jones.

"In the beginning, we were like, 'this must be a scam' because with the way things move in Waterloo and Toronto, it seemed way too fast." A chance pitch competition connection took Colare co-founder Nain Abdi from Waterloo to Silicon Valley. He explains what pulled his company south, why his peers are eager to make a similar leap, and what (if anything) could convince him to return to Canada. The BetaKit Podcast is presented by QuickBooks on the Intuit platform, built to help Canadian businesses work smarter, more efficiently and make confident decisions. QuickBooks on the Intuit platform is an all-in-one connected business solution that leverages the power of artificial intelligence and human expertise to simplify how you run and grow your business. From managing cash flow and payroll to delivering personalized, proactive insights leveraging the power of AI agents, QuickBooks helps you spend less time crunching numbers and more time growing your business. Visit quickbooks.intuit.ca to see how Intuit QuickBooks can help you outdo the work. Related Links: Canadian tech looks to poach H-1B visa castaways as its own "ambitious founders" flee Socratica's IRL revolution is powered by the love of making Why Canada doesn't buy Canadian tech Canadian tech leaders tell the next generation to learn to say "no" at Homecoming

Sundt Construction, Inc., makes $24K donation to Conway County Care Center; farmers and ranchers can expect significant tax exemptions; Conway County Quorum Court to meet tonight; couple escapes injury after vehicle overturns; elderly Morrilton man undergoing treatment after being trapped under riding lawn mower for five hours; Wonderview holds Homecoming; tips on safely thawing frozen turkeys; Morrilton advances to 5A Football Semifinals with win at Hot Springs; we visit with Kolby Black of the Morrilton Area Chamber of Commerce.

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Homecoming: Who do we celebrate the felon or the graduate?

Welcome back to The Bama Standard, the ultimate destination for Alabama football coverage with hosts Justin Riley, former Crimson Tide linebacker Marvin Constant, and analyst Daniel Pettey. This week, we break down the most shocking performance of the Kalen DeBoer era — Alabama's embarrassing Homecoming loss to the Oklahoma Sooners. The Tide played their worst game of the season, turning the ball over three times, including a costly pick-six by Ty Simpson, with every mistake resulting in Oklahoma points.Despite this setback, the College Football Playoff remains possible — but the margin for error is gone. Alabama must correct recurring offensive issues that have plagued the team all season and take care of business in the final stretch. The Tide now host Eastern Illinois, a weaker opponent, in their final home game before heading to Auburn for the Iron Bowl. We'll break down what Alabama must show against EIU to regain confidence and momentum moving forward.We're joined by Alabama legend George Teague, who brings his unfiltered insight on the Tide's struggles, solutions, and playoff path.We'll cover:• Alabama vs. Oklahoma Recap• Remainder of Alabama's Season Outlook• Offensive Woes & Must-Fix Issues• SEC Championship vs CFP Chances• Alabama vs Eastern Illinois Preview• Live Audience Q&A-The Bama Standard is hosted by Justin Riley, former Alabama linebacker Marvin Constant, and Daniel Pettey.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We're serving up a full plate of Thanksgiving horror stories—killer turkeys, cursed family dinners, and cozy traditions that turn disturbingly dark. This feature-length Thanksgiving horror podcast special is made for holiday travel, late-night cooking, or hiding from your relatives while you lose yourself in a long, chilling anthology of spooky tales.Inside this Weekly Spooky Thanksgiving horror compilation, you'll hear:• “Thanksgiving Dinner” — by Rachael RedolfiA cop comes home to quiet Monticello, Indiana for Thanksgiving… but her picture-perfect small town and deeply religious family are hiding tensions ready to explode. When dinner is finally served, the secrets on the table may be far more dangerous than anything in the oven. Perfect for fans of small-town horror and family-gathering gone wrong stories.• “Turkey Shoot” — by David O'HanlonA small-town sheriff, a rookie deputy, and a jumpy coroner investigate a mutilated body and a missing turkey hunter. Out in the woods, they discover that something is hunting them back—and this year's Thanksgiving bird has a lot more bite than anyone bargained for. A brutal, fun killer turkey story with slasher energy.• “Fiendsgiving” — by Rob FieldsA toxic friend group races to make it to an exclusive Thanksgiving-night party, desperate to stay on their queen bee's good side. But once they arrive, jealousies, grudges, and cruel games morph into something far deadlier, turning “friendsgiving” into a bloody, supernatural trap. Ideal for listeners who love holiday party horror.• “Turkey Terror” — by Douglas WaltzRaised in a family that celebrates Thanksgiving by hunting their own bird, one man treks through the frozen Upper Peninsula determined to end the tradition forever. At an isolated cave on the shore of Lake Superior, he learns why no one talks about the last hunt… and what really stalks the snow. A chilling slice of winter wilderness horror.• “Homecoming” — by Rob FieldsStrickfield teens Bella and Einny can't wait to escape their cursed hometown for Thanksgiving break. But Strickfield doesn't let go so easily. As family, old enemies, and something far darker close in, their holiday road trip turns into a deadly homecoming they may not survive. Great for fans of YA-style supernatural horror and small-town curses.• “The Real First Thanksgiving” — by Bruce HaneyA woman wakes in a black room lit only by a TV stuck on strange, Thanksgiving-themed programming and a painting of the Mayflower that seems to shift when she looks away. As she pieces together her captivity, another Thanksgiving story unfolds—about a young man, a brutal family fight, and a holiday tradition with roots in something much older and crueler. A moody blend of psychological horror and folk horror.If you love free horror podcasts, scary Thanksgiving stories, killer turkey horror, creepy pilgrims, haunted families, and long-form spooky audio to binge, this Weekly Spooky Thanksgiving special belongs in your holiday playlist. Press play and make your feast a little bloodier.

Rumors have sparked back up regarding Matt Rhule to Penn State, and it hasn't been much of a talking point this week much to our surprise.

Down & Off is BACK celebrating this year's Homecoming honored guests- Drum Majors, Golden Girls, & Silks. Today John and Tim sit down with 80s Drum Major (and Homecoming Musical Director) Jeff Sebille and 2010s Drum Major (and serving member of the US Armed Forces) Isaac Anderson.Jeff tells John and Tim about his journey to becoming Drum Major and Director of Alumni Bands and Homecoming Chair, and speaks passionately about his memorable shows and performances in the Hawkeye Marching Band.Isaac talks about his humbling journey from DCI to Drum Major, the folks that got him there, and the systems of the HMB.As always, send feedback to iowaalumniband@gmail.com, "Like" the "Down and Off Podcast" page on Facebook, and follow the us on Instagram & Twitter @DownAndOffPod. #OnIowa #GoHawksTransition music performed & recorded by the Hawkeye Marching Band.

Reboradcast of: Keith Anthony Blanchard, author of "The Homecoming Crossing the Bridge to the Soul"

Fluent Fiction - Spanish: Homecoming in the Heart of Mexico: A Cultural Reunion Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/es/episode/2025-11-21-23-34-02-es Story Transcript:Es: El sol de otoño brillaba suavemente sobre el Parque de las Flores.En: The autumn sun shone softly over the Parque de las Flores.Es: Este lugar, en medio de la bulliciosa Ciudad de México, estaba lleno de vida.En: This place, in the midst of bustling Ciudad de México, was full of life.Es: Naranjas cempasúchiles adornaban los senderos, mientras que banderines de papel picado colgaban alegremente de los árboles.En: Orange cempasúchiles adorned the pathways, while paper picado banners cheerfully hung from the trees.Es: Era una tarde perfecta para un picnic.En: It was a perfect afternoon for a picnic.Es: Santiago caminaba lentamente.En: Santiago walked slowly.Es: Había vuelto hace poco de estudiar en el extranjero y se sentía un poco fuera de lugar.En: He had recently returned from studying abroad and felt a bit out of place.Es: Todo parecía igual, pero él había cambiado.En: Everything seemed the same, but he had changed.Es: Vio a Lucía, su amiga de la infancia, que agitaba la mano con entusiasmo.En: He saw Lucía, his childhood friend, waving enthusiastically.Es: "¡Santiago!", gritó Lucía, con su sonrisa habitual.En: “¡Santiago!” shouted Lucía, with her usual smile.Es: "¡Te estábamos esperando!"En: “We've been waiting for you!”Es: El grupo de amigos se había reunido para celebrar el cumpleaños de Valeria, una amiga nueva pero ya querida.En: The group of friends had gathered to celebrate the birthday of Valeria, a new but already dear friend.Es: La celebración también coincidía con el Día de Muertos, un día significativo en la cultura mexicana.En: The celebration also coincided with the Día de Muertos, a significant day in Mexican culture.Es: Valeria, quien era introspectiva, observaba las decoraciones con curiosidad.En: Valeria, who was introspective, observed the decorations with curiosity.Es: Le intrigaba aprender sobre las tradiciones mexicanas.En: She was intrigued to learn about Mexican traditions.Es: Santiago se acercó tímidamente al grupo, con ganas de conectarse, pero sin saber cómo.En: Santiago timidly approached the group, eager to connect but unsure how.Es: Durante la conversación, la idea de colocar una ofrenda salió a flote.En: During the conversation, the idea of setting up an ofrenda came up.Es: Santiago dudó.En: Santiago hesitated.Es: No sabía mucho sobre cómo armar una ofrenda correctamente, pero quería intentarlo.En: He didn't know much about how to assemble an ofrenda correctly, but he wanted to try.Es: "¿Qué te parece si armamos una pequeña ofrenda aquí en el parque?", propuso Lucía, mirando a Santiago con aliento.En: “What do you think if we set up a small ofrenda here in the park?” proposed Lucía, looking at Santiago encouragingly.Es: "Sí, me parece bien", respondió él, sintiendo una chispa de emoción por ser parte de algo tan significativo.En: “Yes, that sounds good to me,” he replied, feeling a spark of excitement to be part of something so meaningful.Es: Juntos, empezaron a reunir flores, velas y fotos de seres queridos que se habían ido.En: Together, they began to gather flowers, candles, and photos of loved ones who had passed away.Es: Las familias cercanas que también estaban en el parque les ofrecieron ayuda y consejos sobre cómo hacerlo.En: Nearby families who were also in the park offered them help and advice on how to do it.Es: Santiago se sintió agradecido.En: Santiago felt grateful.Es: Poco a poco, una ofrenda hermosa tomó forma.En: Little by little, a beautiful ofrenda took shape.Es: Mientras encendían las velas, Santiago tomó una profunda respiración.En: As they lit the candles, Santiago took a deep breath.Es: Contó una historia sobre su abuela, que siempre celebraba el Día de Muertos con amor y detalle.En: He told a story about his grandmother, who always celebrated the Día de Muertos with love and detail.Es: "Ella siempre decía que es un día para recordar y celebrar la vida", explicó, con la voz firme, aunque sus ojos brillaban con lágrimas.En: “She always said it's a day to remember and celebrate life,” he explained, with a firm voice, though his eyes shone with tears.Es: Los demás escucharon en silencio, tocados por sus palabras.En: The others listened in silence, touched by his words.Es: Lucía abrazó a Santiago, y poco a poco, una sensación de unidad inundó el lugar.En: Lucía hugged Santiago, and little by little, a sense of unity filled the place.Es: Valeria sonrió, sintiéndose parte de una tradición tan especial.En: Valeria smiled, feeling part of such a special tradition.Es: El sol comenzó a ponerse, bañando el parque en luces doradas.En: The sun began to set, bathing the park in golden lights.Es: Santiago miró a su alrededor y, finalmente, se sintió en casa.En: Santiago looked around and finally felt at home.Es: Sus amigos lo rodeaban, y en ese instante, comprendió que no estaba solo.En: His friends surrounded him, and in that moment, he understood that he was not alone.Es: "Bienvenido a casa, Santiago," dijo Lucía suavemente, capturando el sentimiento de todos.En: “Welcome home, Santiago,” said Lucía softly, capturing the sentiment of everyone.Es: Rodeados de flores y recuerdos, Santiago supo que su identidad era un puente entre su experiencia fuera y sus raíces acá.En: Surrounded by flowers and memories, Santiago knew that his identity was a bridge between his experience abroad and his roots here.Es: Con el tiempo, las velas se consumieron, pero la calidez en el corazón de Santiago quedó.En: In time, the candles burned out, but the warmth in Santiago's heart remained.Es: Había encontrado su lugar entre sus amigos y su cultura.En: He had found his place among his friends and his culture.Es: Y la conexión que tanto buscaba, ahora era real y fuerte.En: And the connection he so longed for was now real and strong. Vocabulary Words:autumn: el otoñobustling: bulliciosachildhood: la infanciafriend: la amigawave: agitar la manoenthusiastically: con entusiasmobirthday: el cumpleañoscelebration: la celebracióncoincided: coincidíaintrospective: introspectivadecorations: las decoracionescuriosity: la curiosidadtimidly: tímidamentehesitated: dudóspark: una chispaexcitement: la emocióngrateful: agradecidocandles: las velasdeep breath: una profunda respiracióntraditions: las tradicionesintrospection: la introspecciónsurrounded: rodeadoroots: las raícesmemories: los recuerdosidentity: la identidadbridge: el puenteburned out: consumieronwarmth: la calidezconnection: la conexiónintrigued: intrigaba

On Thursday's edition of the Daily Clone, Matt Campbell talks about the challenge of facing Kansas quarterback Jalon Daniels and Dom Orange is ready for the chance to slow him down. Campbell reflects on his 16 seniors and why they mean so much to the program. Jake Brend gives his game pick for Saturday and Joshua Jefferson talks about his Las Vegas homecoming next week. Presented by CycloneFanaticShop.com in the Northwest Bank Studios. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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In this conversation on The Alan Nathan Show with guest host Joseph Patterson, we dig into Indiana University's move to pause student newspaper coverage during Homecoming week. Many are calling it censorship, but not every short-sighted, financially driven decision rises to the level of a constitutional violation. Sometimes it's simply a leadership failure wrapped in clumsy PR. We walk through what actually happened, why this isn't a First Amendment issue, and how misuse of the word “censorship” blinds us to the real battles we must fight.Follow Jeff Dornik on Pickax: https://pickax.com/jeffdornik Tune into The Jeff Dornik Show LIVE every Tuesday and Thursday at 1pm ET. Subscribe on Rumble and never miss a show. https://rumble.com/c/jeffdornik Big Tech is silencing truth while farming your data to feed the machine. That's why I built Pickax… a free speech platform that puts power back in your hands and your voice beyond their reach. Sign up today: https://pickax.com/?referralCode=y7wxvwq&refSource=copy

Forget it baby, it's Rann! All-Star Gita Jackson and World's Finest Alex Jaffe cast an emerald eye on issue 51, as well as an improved Court of Owls poem, the relative strength of DC live action movies right now, and SuperBat shipping. Show Notes: 52 Geoff Johns Grant Morrison Greg Rucka Mark Waid Keith Giffen World War III John Ostrander Keith Champagne Superman Yellow Lantern Corps Stranger Things Freaky Tales (2024) Pedro Pascal Normani Castle Rad Scare Tactics 1: Let's Talk Talent (05:28) Joe Bennett Jack Jadson Belardino Brabo Stephen Wacker Black Adam Animal Man J. G. Jones Red Tornado Countdown to Final Crisis T. O. Morrow Adam Strange Foundation DC Action News Lois Lane 2: Let's Talk About 52 #51 (08:51) Damian Wayne Dick Grayson Batman David Baron Superboy Cassie Sandsmark Ralph Dibny Young Justice John Byrne Wonder Woman Supergirl Donna Troy Jodi Picoult Manhattan Guardian Liberty Belle Martian Manhunter Plastic Man Doctor Mid-Nite Power Girl Green Arrow Green Arrow (2025 series) Eric Adams Stargirl Starman Teen Titans James Robinson Blackest Night World's Finest Catwoman Denny O'Neil Kid Devil Ravager Terra Young Frankenstein Deathstroke (2016 series) DCeased The Unkillables Cassandra Cain Jason Todd Tim Drake Green Lantern Corps Lobo Starfire Ways of Seeing El Gaucho Dolphin Aquaman Skeets Rip Hunter Booster Gold Mister Mind 3: The Backup (36:01) Justice League Infinite Crisis New History of the DC Universe Justice League Unlimited The Avengers Wilco The Monkees Justice League International James Gunn Superman (2025) Guy Gardner Blue Beetle (2023) Xolo Maridueña 4: What's your favorite part of the issue? (41:18) 5: The Blackboard (XX:XX) Deadpool Marvel Zombies Ultimate Universe Absolute Universe Peacemaker Teen Titans GO! Beast Boy Raven Smallville Lex Luthor Michael Rosenbaum Inside of You with Michael Rosenbaum Inside of You with Michael Rosenbaum: Kevin Conroy Tom Welling Brandon Routh Henry Cavill David Corenswet Constantine (2005) John Constantine 6: Asking The Questions at 52mailbag@gmail.com (51:09) Swamp Thing DC One Million Sobek Doctor Fate Winter Soldier Uncle Ben Thomas Wayne Batman: Court of Owls Absolute Batman 52 Pickup is an Aftermath production, created by Gita Jackson and Alex Jaffe, and edited by Esper Quinn, with original music by Jon Ehrens. Hosting for 52 Pickup is provided by Insert Credit. If you'd like to follow along, you can check out 52 at your local comic book store or library, or the DC Universe Infinite subscription service. The views and opinions expressed on this show are solely those of the show's personalities, and do not reflect those of DC Entertainment or Warner Bros. Please rate and review our show wherever you can, and send your questions and comments to 52mailbag@gmail.com. Never stop reading comics.

Mike and Charlie interviewed Blake Ruffino, the founder of the "Are You Serious" Sports Network, and Tulane head football coach Jon Sumrall. Ruffino broke down LSU's pursuit of Ole Miss head coach Lane Kiffin, explaining that the Tigers are "all-in" for him. Coach Sumrall recapped Tulane's Homecoming victory over Florida Atlantic and previewed the Green Wave's test against Temple.

En el Episodio 13 de Viva La Vida, Carlos y JP analizan la victoria de Homecoming, la expulsión de Boo Carter y cómo la lesión de JP Estrella impacta las aspiraciones del equipo masculino rumbo al Final Four. También hablan del gran potencial de las Lady Vols, del significado de Viva La Vida para la representación latina y del futuro de la transmisión deportiva en español en Tennessee. Además, comparten sus comidas favoritas de Acción de Gracias—tamales, jamón, pernil, casserolas—y lo que agradecen esta temporada. In Episode 13 of Viva La Vida, Carlos and JP break down Tennessee’s Homecoming win, the Boo Carter dismissal, and how the men’s Final Four hopes are affected by the JP Estrella injury. They also discuss the growing potential of the Lady Vols, what Viva La Vida means for Latino representation, and how it’s shaping the future of Spanish broadcasting in Tennessee. Plus, they share their favorite Thanksgiving foods—ham, pernil, tamales, casseroles—and what they’re grateful for this season.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Fluent Fiction - Japanese: Returning Home: A New Beginning in the Heart of Autumn Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/ja/episode/2025-11-19-23-34-02-ja Story Transcript:Ja: 秋の風がそよそよと吹く田舎の朝、さわやかな香りが漂う。En: On a countryside morning with the autumn breeze gently blowing, a refreshing scent lingered in the air.Ja: アイコは古い道を歩きながら、小さな農産物市場に向かっていた。En: Aiko walked along the old road, heading towards a small produce market.Ja: 葉っぱはオレンジや赤に染まり、木々からは落ち葉が舞い降りる。En: The leaves were dyed orange and red, and fallen leaves danced down from the trees.Ja: 村人たちは大きなハーベストフェスティバルの準備で忙しそうだ。En: The villagers seemed busy preparing for the big harvest festival.Ja: アイコは自分の故郷に戻ってきたばかりだ。En: Aiko had just returned to her hometown.Ja: 都会での生活に疲れて、彼女はここで新しいスタートを切る決心をした。En: Exhausted from life in the city, she decided to make a fresh start here.Ja: しかし、彼女の心には不安もあった。En: However, anxiety lingered in her heart.Ja: 「みんな私をどう思っているのだろう」と考えながら、彼女は市場の人混みを見渡した。En: As she thought about what everyone might think of her, she gazed over the crowd in the market.Ja: 市場には新鮮な野菜や果物が並んでいて、にぎやかな声が飛び交っている。En: Fresh vegetables and fruits were lined up in the market, with lively voices echoing all around.Ja: アイコはまずサトシの屋台に足を止めた。En: Aiko first stopped by Satoshi's stall.Ja: サトシは彼女の昔のクラスメートで、今は地元産の野菜を売っている。En: Satoshi was her former classmate, and now he sold locally grown vegetables.Ja: 「こんにちは、サトシ」と、少し緊張しながら声をかけた。En: "Hello, Satoshi," she said, a bit nervously.Ja: 「アイコじゃないか！久しぶりだね」とサトシは笑顔で応じた。En: "Isn't it Aiko! Long time no see," Satoshi responded with a smile.Ja: 「帰ってきたんだね。嬉しいよ」と言いながら、彼は新鮮な野菜を差し出した。En: "You've come back. I'm glad," he said, while offering her some fresh vegetables.Ja: アイコは安心した。En: Aiko felt relieved.Ja: 昔の友達と話すことが、こんなにも心地よいと感じるのは久しぶりだった。En: It had been a while since she felt such comfort talking to an old friend.Ja: 「ハーベストフェスティバルのために、伝統料理を作りたいんだけど、何かおすすめの野菜はある？」と尋ねると、En: "I want to make a traditional dish for the harvest festival; do you have any vegetable recommendations?" she inquired.Ja: サトシはすぐにいくつかのカラフルな野菜を指差した。En: Satoshi immediately pointed to several colorful vegetables.Ja: 「このカボチャと、そこのナスがいいと思うよ。En: "I think this pumpkin and that eggplant would be nice.Ja: 甘くて美味しいんだ。」En: They're sweet and delicious."Ja: 買い物を続けていると、アイコは突然ハルトに出会った。En: As she continued shopping, Aiko suddenly encountered Haruto.Ja: 子供の頃の親友だった彼とは、長い間連絡を取っていなかった。En: She hadn't been in touch with him, her childhood friend, for a long time.Ja: ちょっと驚いた表情を見せたが、ハルトはすぐに微笑んで声をかけてきた。En: Showing a slightly surprised expression, Haruto quickly smiled and greeted her.Ja: 「やあ、アイコ！手伝ってくれると嬉しいな。En: "Hey, Aiko! I'd be happy if you could help me out.Ja: 実はスタッフが足りなくて。」En: We're actually short on staff."Ja: 一緒に屋台を手伝いながら、二人はお互いの生活について話をした。En: While helping with the stall, the two talked about their lives.Ja: ハルトもまた、都会に出たが、今はここでの生活を選んだという。En: Haruto, too, had moved to the city, but now he chose to live here.Ja: そんな彼の話を聞いて、アイコは勇気をもらった。En: Listening to his story, Aiko felt encouraged.Ja: その日の終わり、二人は彼らの友情を再確認し、村の人々もアイコを暖かく迎え入れた。En: At the end of the day, they reaffirmed their friendship, and the villagers warmly welcomed Aiko.Ja: アイコは自分の居場所を見つけたように感じた。En: She felt as though she had found her place.Ja: 「やっぱり、ここが私の家なんだ」と、彼女は微笑んだ。En: "This really is my home," she smiled.Ja: 収穫祭の日、村全体が笑顔で溢れ、アイコもまた、心からの幸せを感じていた。En: On the day of the harvest festival, the entire village was filled with smiles, and Aiko felt genuine happiness too.Ja: 昔の仲間たちと再びつながることができたのだ。En: She was able to reconnect with old friends.Ja: 彼女の不安も薄れ、新たな生活が始まった瞬間だった。En: Her anxieties faded, marking the beginning of her new life. Vocabulary Words:countryside: 田舎breeze: 風lingered: 漂うproduce: 農産物market: 市場dyed: 染まりvillagers: 村人たちexhausted: 疲れてanxiety: 不安gazed: 見渡したlined up: 並んでいてstall: 屋台nervously: 緊張しながらcomfort: 心地よいrecommendations: おすすめcolorful: カラフルなdelicious: 美味しいencountered: 出会ったsurprised: 驚いたshort on staff: スタッフが足りなくてreaffirmed: 再確認welcomed: 迎え入れたharvest: 収穫genuine: 心からのreconnect: 再びつながるanxieties: 不安beginning: 始まりautumn: 秋scent: 香りrefreshing: さわやかな

The morning after Homecoming week hits different. P wakes up at Dizzy's house pretending everything is fine, even though nothing is fine. The letter from St. John's is in his pocket like a weight. The DeLorean didn't show. The note he wrote is still in his head.Outside, Kev and Dizzy shoot hoops like the world is normal. P pretends right along with them. The kind of pretending every kid knows too well. Then real life barges in, and the moment they were waiting for disappears before it even starts.At the video store, things get even tighter. Bex is behind the counter. Kev is cracking jokes that cut deeper than he realizes. P is trying to disappear inside a ruined shirt and a smile that doesn't fit anymore.He escapes to the back room, plays a fighting game, and chooses the one character who feels closest to the person he can't say out loud. For a second, he can breathe. Then everything and everyone he's avoiding walks right in.Act Two is where the mask slips. Where jokes stop being jokes. Where P realizes he can't keep pretending forever.SMALL BLOCK is a feature screenplay by Ashley Lauren, performed live and mixed like a feature film for your ears. From the award-winning team at TABLE READ / Manifest Media Productions.Content Advisory: This episode contains suicidal ideation, transphobic and homophobic language, and minor fatphobic language, used intentionally to serve the story and its period portrayal.New episodes drop Tuesdays. Subscribe now.Cast (Full Feature):P - Levi DaffernerKev - Kosi EguchiBex - Piper KingstonDizzy - Deryck HakMiss World - Lydia TinsleyDad - Adam PilverMrs. D - Gemma KyleMom - Leah ZhangBritt - Eric MillerTiff / Martha - Avery NorrisMr. Welch / Kev's Dad - Eddie AguirreDan / Zach - Aidan DickJack - Kellen RoseJames - Michael Amir NashRob - Jack MurphyJanet / Video Store Clerk - Sabrina ArissNarrator - Paula TisoWritten by Ashley LaurenProduced by Jack Levy, Mark Knell, and Shaan Sharma for TABLE READ / Manifest MediaSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Fluent Fiction - Hebrew: From Stranger to Belonging: A Hanukkah Homecoming Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/he/episode/2025-11-18-23-34-02-he Story Transcript:He: בכיכר המרכזית של המושבה המודרנית, נשמע רעש של אנשים וצחוק.En: In the central square of the modern moshava, the sound of people and laughter is heard.He: רחובות מתמלאים באורות צבעוניים, וניחוח לביבות טריות ממלא את האוויר הקריר.En: The streets fill with colorful lights, and the aroma of fresh latkes fills the cool air.He: חנוכה הגיע, והקהילה מתכוננת לפסטיבל הגדול.En: Hanukkah has arrived, and the community is preparing for the big festival.He: זהר, צעיר שחזר לאחר שהות ארוכה בחו"ל, צועד לאיטו לשם.En: Zohar, a young man who has returned after a long stay abroad, walks slowly towards it.He: הוא מרגיש זר במושבה שבה גדל.En: He feels like a stranger in the moshava where he grew up.He: הכול השתנה, אבל בליבו רצון להשתלב מחדש.En: Everything has changed, but in his heart, there is a desire to reintegrate.He: הוא עומד בצד, מסתכל על השמחה מסביבו ומרגיש געגועים לקשר.En: He stands aside, watching the joy around him and feeling a longing for connection.He: אליה, צעירה נמרצת ואחראית על הפסטיבל, מחפשת פנים חדשות.En: Elia, an energetic young woman in charge of the festival, is looking for new faces.He: כל חג, היא אוהבת לאגד את הקהילה סביב המסורת.En: Every holiday, she loves to bring the community together around tradition.He: כשהיא מבחינה בזהר לבדו, היא ניגשת אליו בחיוך רחב.En: When she notices Zohar by himself, she approaches him with a wide smile.He: "שלום," היא אומרת, "ברוך הבא לפסטיבל.En: "Hello," she says, "Welcome to the festival."He: "זהר מחייך בחזרה, ולרגע זה מרגיש קל יותר.En: Zohar smiles back, and for a moment, it feels lighter.He: "תודה," הוא עונה, "זה יפה כאן.En: "Thank you," he replies, "It's beautiful here."He: "במהלך החגיגה, אליה מראה לזהר את הטקסים.En: During the celebration, Elia shows Zohar the rituals.He: הם מתקרבים לאט לאט לנרות החנוכייה הגדולה שבמרכז הכיכר.En: They slowly make their way to the large hanukkiah candles in the center of the square.He: האור מתחיל לדלוק, והכיכר מתמלאת באור וחום.En: The light begins to shine, and the square fills with light and warmth.He: "זוהי מסורת," אומרת אליה.En: "This is a tradition," Elia says.He: "כל שנה אנחנו מדליקים נרות יחד, כדי להראות את האור שיכול לנצח את החושך.En: "Every year we light candles together to show the light that can overcome the darkness."He: "זהר מרגיש את המשמעות של הדברים.En: Zohar feels the significance of the words.He: "זה באמת מרגש," הוא אומר.En: "It's truly touching," he says.He: "שכחתי כמה יופי יש במסורות.En: "I forgot how beautiful traditions are."He: "הם יושבים יחד, אוכלים לביבות, ומדברים על החיים.En: They sit together, eating latkes, and talk about life.He: תוך כדי השיחה, זהר מרגיש את הפער מצטמצם.En: During the conversation, Zohar feels the gap narrowing.He: אליה מקשיבה לו, והוא מגלה בה הקשבה אמיתית.En: Elia listens to him, and he finds true attentiveness in her.He: כשנרות החנוכייה הולכים וכבים, זהר ואליה מחליפים מספרי טלפון.En: As the hanukkiah candles begin to dim, Zohar and Elia exchange phone numbers.He: זהר מרגיש קל יותר, כמו חלק מהקהילה.En: Zohar feels lighter, like part of the community.He: הוא הבין שלא צריך לעמוד לבד בצד.En: He realized he doesn't have to stand alone on the side.He: אליה, מנגד, מבינה שהפנים החדשות מביאות רעננות ושביתהּ יגדל ויתחזק בזכות אנשים כמו זהר.En: Elia, on the other hand, understands that new faces bring freshness and that her home will grow and strengthen thanks to people like Zohar.He: עם סיום הפסטיבל, כל אחד מהם הולך לדרכו, אך בלב שניהם ניצת ניצוץ חדש שיכולים להוביל להזדמנויות חדשות וחוויות משותפות.En: With the festival's conclusion, each of them goes their own way, but in both their hearts, a new spark has been ignited that could lead to new opportunities and shared experiences.He: החיבור עם זהר גורם לאליה להעריך את עוצמת המסורת יחד עם שינוי וקידום.En: The connection with Zohar makes Elia appreciate the strength of tradition along with change and progress.He: המושבה הקטנה באנושותה זכתה לחבר נוסף שלבבו נפתח מחדש אל הקהילה.En: The small moshava, in its humanity, has gained another member whose heart has reopened to the community. Vocabulary Words:moshava: מושבהlaughter: צחוקaroma: ניחוחlatkes: לביבותabroad: חו"לreintegration: השתלבות מחדשlonging: געגועיםenergetic: נמרצתrituals: טקסיםhanukkiah: חנוכייהsignificance: משמעותattentiveness: הקשבהopportunities: הזדמנויותprogress: קידוםignited: ניצתfreshness: רעננותovercome: לנצחstranger: זרconnection: קשרfestival: פסטיבלtradition: מסורתapproaches: ניגשתnarrowing: מצטמצםexchange: מחליפיםnew spark: ניצוץ חדשshared experiences: חוויות משותפותcommunity: קהילהhumanity: אנושותjoy: שמחהshine: לדולקBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/fluent-fiction-hebrew--5818690/support.

Decorated Army officer turned warrior‑advocate Rudy De La Rosa opens up like never before: marked for death by the Mexican Mafia as a teenager, pulled into gang violence, homeless, and staring down his own destruction—before trading bullets for a uniform and fighting for something bigger than himself. In this Urban Valor Podcast episode, we dig into generational trauma, gang warfare in East LA & the 605 freeway corridor, the “green‑light” hit list, then military service in the U.S. Army, combat in Afghanistan, lifting the weight off his family's legacy, and rewriting his story.

GoVols247's Postgame Podcast after Tennessee's 42-9 win against New Mexico State discusses the Vols winning easily on Homecoming. Patrick Brown and Ryan Callahan discuss Tennessee's defense coming up with timely stops and turnovers and the play of Ty Redmond, Daevin Hobbs, Jadon Perlotte and others as the Vols held the visiting Aggies to nine points and one touchdown. We also addressed the latest with defensive back Boo Carter, why he wasn't at the game at all and his standing with the program. Tennessee's offense had some ups and downs from a 99-yard touchdown drive to two straight scores in the third quarter to a poor end to the first half and two more Joey Aguilar interceptions. All of that and more on the postgame podcast from Neyland Stadium! To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Arizona State is set for a key Homecoming battle against West Virginia. On this week's Untimed Down, Brad Denny and Joe Healey each highlight three Sun Devils who will play key roles in deciding Saturday's outcome. Plus, hear from ASU safety Myles "Ghost" Rowser. Get our FULL ASU vs. West Virginia Preview here

                                                     BLACK SHIRT MIXTAPE                                                       **Episode 109**                                                              Join host Jesse Karassik aka @heyyyyy_jesse as he takes you on a 2 hour sonic journey playing mixtape inspired tracks in a variety of genres- all for your listening (dis)pleasure!   Tracklisting:   1. Wouldn't It Be Good...Danny Hutton Hitters 2. Old World New World...INXS 3. One Step Ahead...Split Enz 4. Shock The Monkey...Peter Gabriel 5. The Beat(en) Generation...The The 6. State of the Nation...Fad Gadget 7. Chant No 1 (I Don't Need This Pressure On)...Spandau Ballet 8. All Cats Are Grey...The Cure 9. Babooshka...Kate Bush 10. Winning...The Sound 11. Hungry, So Angry...Medium Medium 12. Sunshine in the Shade...The Fixx 13. A Sort of Homecoming...U2 14. King for a Day...Thompson Twins 15. Dream Into Action...Howard Jones 16. Dog Eat Dog...Adam & The Ants 17. Asleep...The Smiths 18. Oblivious...Aztec Camera 19. Birthday...The Sugarcubes 20. Add It Up...Violent Femmes 21. The One and Only...Chesney Hawkes 22. Book of Brilliant Things (live)...Simple Minds 23. Ideas As Opiates...Tears for Fears 24. Country Sweat (live)...Oingo Boingo  

Welcome back to Open The Voice Gate! Case (https://twitter.com/_inyourcase) and Mike (https://twitter.com/fujiiheya) are back with an update on the comings and goings of Dragongate.As King of Gate 2025 continues to finish it's first round, OTVG is back to talk about the tournament so far. Case and Mike give their spoiler free recommendations before breaking down the tournament stops in Kobe (11/8), Matsuyama (11/9) and Tottori (11/10), including more Gianni Valletta greatness, a historical match for Hyo, the return of Homecoming matches on the network and more. To close out the show, they discuss El Lindaman vs CIMA from Gleat's 11/3 Ver.Mega show, CIMA”s injury, and how to interpret what might come next.Our podcast provider, Red Circle, offers the listeners the option to sponsor the show. Click on “Sponsor This Podcaster” at https://redcircle.com/shows/open-the-voice-gate and you can donate a single time, or set up a monthly donation to Open The Voice Gate!Please Rate and Review Open The Voice Gate on the podcast platform of your choice and follow us on Twitter at https://twitter.com/openvoicegate.Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Just days before Denita Smith is laid to rest, a suspect is charged with her murder. This episode originally published on September 23, 2025. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Homecoming is here. After a look at the news, we have an insightful conversation with ASU center Ben Coleman about his season-ending injury, still controbuiting to the team, and the impact being a Sun Devil has had on him (14:42). Then we go behind Mountaineer lines with West Virginia insider Keenan Cummings (36:38) to get a detailed look at ASU's Homecoming opponent. We then dive into our game preview and predictions before talking with Sun Devil cornerback Keith Abney (1:19:25) and left guard Maki Stewart (1:22:03).

11/12/25: Ohio State National Champion LB AJ Hawk Talks CFP Rankings, Pat McAfee's College Gameday Homecoming & So Much More!

Let us know what you enjoy about the show!What happens when your talent starts steering your life before you're old enough to drive it? We sit down with actor and singer Nick Barasch to trace the tender, sometimes turbulent path from child performer to self-possessed adult artist—and the surprising practices that made space for joy along the way.Nick opens up about the thrill and pressure of growing up on stage, the moment he chose agency over autopilot, and how therapy reframed his relationship with perfectionism and approval. We dig into Thema Bryant's Homecoming, the art of telling yourself the truth, and why meditation and simple rituals help him return to his body when the industry's noise gets loud. He shares the difference between structure imposed by schedules and structure you design for yourself—projects, community, and habits that won't vanish between gigs.You'll also hear the unexpected magic of TV life in Vancouver, how variety refreshed his craft after eight-show weeks, and the friends who helped him loosen the screws on self-critique. We explore fear, inner critics, and the practical work of giving those voices a new job. Nick's core values come through clearly: integrity, kindness, justice, and curiosity. He talks candidly about solitude versus isolation, building a life that's bigger than work, and a future that might include Santa Fe, more service, and a steady practice of gratitude.If you've ever chased perfection, felt pulled by others' expectations, or wondered how to build a rhythm you can keep when the curtain falls, this conversation is your permission slip. Press play, then tell us what ritual brings you back to yourself. If the show resonated, follow, rate, and share with a friend who could use a gentler definition of success.If you are enjoying the show please subscribe, share and review! Word of mouth is incredibly impactful and your support is much appreciated! Support the show

It's Homecoming week in Pondhill, 1994. Fourteen-year-old P is barely holding it together, shaving a single whisker in the bathroom mirror, writing a note he almost can't take back, and dialing his best friend Kev before a Zippo flame turns fear into momentum.At school, P's movie-trivia fluency sabotages Kev in a "battle of the sexes" quiz, earning heat from Kev and former best friend Bex. After class, the band - P, Kev, and Dizzy - argues Pantera vs. Korn, then mainlines '90s VHS nostalgia with Ace Ventura and The Crow.Then the impossible slides by in stainless steel: a DeLorean. Its driver, "Miss World," knows her metal, quotes regrets, and won't take three teens on a joyride yet. She'll be back tomorrow at 11 A.M.Under Friday-night lights, P pulls down a highlight-reel TD in a scrappy eighth-grade pickup game while Dizzy's hustling block saves the play. Back in the stands, P's parents pitch football and fitting in. P keeps tugging his shirt straight and his purple beanie low, but the question won't leave him alone: who is he allowed to be, especially if the words for it don't exist here?SMALL BLOCK is a feature screenplay by Ashley Lauren, performed live and mixed like a feature film for your ears. From the award-winning team at TABLE READ / Manifest Media Productions.Content Advisory: This episode contains suicidal ideation, transphobic and homophobic language, and minor fatphobic language, used intentionally to serve the story and its period portrayal.New episodes drop Tuesdays. Subscribe now.Cast (Full Feature):P - Levi Dafferner Kev - Kosi Eguchi Bex - Piper Kingston Dizzy - Deryck Hak Miss World - Lydia Tinsley Dad - Adam Pilver Mrs. D - Gemma Kyle Mom - Leah Zhang Britt - Eric Miller Tiff / Martha - Avery Norris Mr. Welch / Kev's Dad - Eddie Aguirre Dan / Zach - Aidan Dick Jack - Kellen Rose James - Michael Amir Nash Rob - Jack Murphy Janet / Video Store Clerk - Sabrina Ariss Narrator - Paula TisoWritten by Ashley Lauren Produced by Jack Levy, Mark Knell, and Shaan Sharma for TABLE READ / Manifest MediaSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Mary Earps makes her Old Trafford homecoming as Manchester United host PSG in a massive UWCL showdown, and Sandra Herrera, Christine Cupo, and Satara Murray are breaking it all down (03:44). The crew previews Matchday 3 of the UEFA Women's Champions League, from Chelsea's attacking evolution (16:05) to OL Lyonnes's title credentials (28:00) and Arsenal's defensive worries (31:45). After a wild weekend of NWSL playoff upsets, the team revisits their brackets (44:00) - and Cupo's might just be the postseason Nostradamus. And the crew talks dream transfers for Atlanta's expansion team (59:30). Watch USWNT and NWSL games on P+" with a link to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.paramountplus.com/home/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Attacking Third is available for free on the Audacy app as well as Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, Stitcher and wherever else you listen to podcasts.  Follow the Attacking Third team on Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@AttackingThird⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@LisaCarlin32⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@SandHerrera_⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@Darian_Jenks⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, and ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@CCupo⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠. Visit the Attacking Third YouTube channel: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@wgolazo You can listen to Attacking Third on your smart speakers! Simply say "Alexa, play the latest episode of the Attacking Third podcast" or "Hey Google, play the latest episode of the Attacking Third podcast." For more soccer coverage from CBS Sports, visit https://www.cbssports.com/soccer/ To hear more from the CBS Sports Podcast Network, visit https://www.cbssports.com/podcasts/ To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Michael Berry talks with Marcus Luttrell about his 40-day fast and its powerful impact on body and spirit. Plus, reflections on family, adoption, and the joy of Crockett’s homecoming anniversary.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Explorers are 2-0. What are the major takeaways from these two wins? We also discuss Homecoming and the two big tests coming up: Temple at Liacouras Center and Penn State at Xfinity Mobile Arena.

John and Craig look at all the pleasant, normal people around them and ask, what happened to the weirdos? They root out the causes of cultural stagnation, offer potential solutions, and explore the entertainment that still finds a way to be weird. We also look at the tipping point between "wanting to write" and "actually writing," follow up on printer prices and billboard queens, and answer listener questions on soundtracks, adapting a podcast and feeling ownership over your ideas. In our bonus segment for premium members, we try to remember how we construct our personal narratives, and the pros and cons of remembering our past. Our LIVE book release show will be at Dynasty Typewriter in LA on November 30th — get your tickets now! Links: Scriptnotes LIVE! Book release show tickets at Dynasty Typewriter in LA The Uncool by Cameron Crowe Meet the Sisters Battling to Become L.A.'s New Billboard Queen by Mickey Rapkin for The Hollywood Reporter The Decline of Deviance by Adam Mastroianni Too Many Cooks Happiness (1998) Ken Russell Community tries to figure out if Nicholas Cage is good or bad Homecoming on Prime Video ChannelVue Servant of the Lake Some People Can't See Mental Images. The Consequences Are Profound by Larissa MacFarquhar for The New Yorker Preorder the Scriptnotes Book! Get a Scriptnotes T-shirt! Check out the Inneresting Newsletter Become a Scriptnotes Premium member, or gift a subscription (now with fewer emails!) Subscribe to Scriptnotes on YouTube Scriptnotes on Instagram John August on Bluesky and Instagram Outro by Jim Bond (send us yours!) Scriptnotes is produced by Drew Marquardt and edited by Matthew Chilelli. Email us at ask@johnaugust.com You can download the episode here.

In this mini solo episode, Dr. Thema explores the profound connection between the loss of grief and the gifts of grief. She shares insights on how to cultivate inner peace and resilience amidst the life challenge of grief, emphasizing the importance of self-awareness and intentional practice. Discover how embracing love's imprint even in grief can lead to a more fulfilling existence. To learn more about coping with the pain of grief, check out Homecoming episodes 88 and 142 and Dr. Thema's books Homecoming, Reclaim Yourself, and Matters of the Heart.