A love letter

Happy Birthday Babe!

Remember the day we met? We were at the roller rink and I asked you to skate with me.

Did you think that we would be together forever?

It's weird to think about that time. We were both teens, not knowing the ways of the world. We had no idea what we were going to do with our lives.

So here we are, older, wiser (I hope) and still full of love.

I can't imagine where my life would have gone without you in it.

I can't imagine life without the wildchild and the little man. Without you, they wouldn't be possible.

Thank you for taking care of me, for loving me and for blessing me with your soul and your heart.

I love you Sweetheart!

(since I can't figure out how to post a song on my blog, you'll just have to read the lyrics!)

if there were no words
no way to speak
i would still hear you
if there were no tears
no way to feel inside
i'd still feel for you

and even if the sun refused to shine
even if romance ran out of rhyme
you wuld still have my heart until the end of time
you're all i need, my love, my Valentine.

all of my life
i have been waiting for
all you give to me
you've opened my eyes
and shown me how to love unselfishly

i've dreamed of this a thousand times before
in my dreams i couldn't love you more
i will give you my heart
until the end of time
you're all i need, my love, my Valentine

and even if the sun refused to shine
even if romance ran out of rhyme
you would still have my heart until the end of time
'cause all i need is you, my Valentine
you're all i need, my love, my Valentine

Love always and forever,

Your wife

home at last!

I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving! I certainly had a great one.

Last year, I was taken to the hospital for Thanksgiving, in an ambulance. Not so fun. Boy am I thankful that I was able to enjoy Thanksgiving without being sick.

This year we had dinner at my house and then we went on a little trip. We went to my moms property, which is in the high desert about 4 hours from my house. Believe it or not, the best time to take a long drive is Thanksgiving night. Everybody is home sleeping off the tryptophan from the turkey.

We left the house around 5ish. We have a portable dvd player and we bought the dvd, Shrek the Third. None of us had seen this Shrek movie and we loved the other two, so we knew this would be good. Anyway, I drove the first half of the trip. The wildchild sat in the front with me and the boys sat in the back to watch the movie. When they were finished with the movie, it was time for a pee break and then we switch places and the wildchild and I watched the movie. The movie was great and the driving time went by very quickly. We actually had alot of fun.

On Friday, we took the kids to a ghost town. We saw a gun fight, rode the train and my son made a rope. We also took a little tour of the underground mine. It was a nice little trip for all of us and we had a great time.

On Saturday, we headed to Sin city. That's right, we went to Las Vegas! Bossman has a sister that lives there and we had a GREAT time. The little man took his very first rollercoaster ride on the New York, New York. Unfortunately he didn't like it all that much...LOL He said next time he would like to try a smaller coaster.

On Sunday, we spent most of the day hanging out on the strip. We had a lot of fun, but my legs were very very tired of walking. Since my moms place is only 2 hours from Vegas, we thought the trip back to her place would be a piece of cake and then on Monday we would head the rest of the way home, therefore beating all the traffic...right? WRONG! The two hour trip from Vegas to my moms turned out to be over 5 hours long. That's right, 5 hours!!!

Turns out everyone was heading home from Vegas, heading to LA. Not only that, but there was a horrific accident. We were in stopped traffic for over an hour before we got to the head of the line. We were 4 cars from the front, could see the entire accident being cleaned up in front of us, when they stopped traffic completely. Next thing we hear is the helicopter landing in front of us, on the highway, to pick up some victims. It was VERY horrible. I didn't want the little man to witness anything bad, but since we got stopped RIGHT in the front, there was no way to hide it from him. Unfortunately there were victims that didn't make it. They were in body bags, but on the side away from my sons side of the car. I don't think he saw them. The wildchild did though. It really put a damper on the situation. I was very thankful I wasn't involved in that.

The rest of the drive was still bumper to bumper and after a while we did get back to our loopy selfs. We started making up silly songs and just doing very silly things. That's what happens when you are trapped in a car, at night, for 5 hours!

After arriving at my moms, we went straight to bed. The next morning my mom took us out for breakfast and then we headed home.

Although we had a GREAT time, it certainly was nice to be home. Of course now that we made it home, the fun really begins. I had to pick up the little man from school today because he is SICK. 101 fever. Not fun! Poor kid. I'm just glad he got to enjoy our vacation before getting sick. He had the best time collecting souvenirs. The lady at the hotel even let him keep the key card from our room. He had everything pack up to show his friends today and then before he could share it all, he got sick. My poor little man.

Well, that's all to report. Since there were children ever present, there were no spanking to be had. I'm hoping that this sad report will be resolved soon, as I could really use some spankin' time.

I'll leave you with some pics from our vacation. Enjoy!


This is part of the gun fight.
Robbers got shot
Roller coaster as seen from hotel room.

As promised....

As promised, this the the bath brush that Bossman bought. Or as I like to call it the...

Dreaded Beast!


As you can probably tell, it definitely lives up to it's name!

Now, I totally don't want to get in between her and her, but I am seriously considering sending one of these brushes to Nick and Adam. Seems to me that if one of them is going to have to pick 3 items, this might just do the trick for one of them. Plus, then I would feel like I was contributing to the whole contest.

But, I don't want in the middle...no sir ree!

So, anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. I'll be having turkey day at my house, but after dinner we are going on a road trip! Hooray!

We'll be heading to the high desert and also to Las Vegas! I probably won't be around until Tuesday!

Everyone have a safe and happy weekend!

Love you all,
grace

Ok, I admit it!

I've been getting spanked!

Don't you just love when your man gets all toppish and dommy on you? (are toppish and dommy words?)

All I know, is my bottom is a wonderful shade of red and nice and tender to the touch.

Sunday night the kids spent the night and friends. Suddenly, I was home alone. I was cruising around reading my favorite blogs and lurking around the blogsphere when I realized something.

When Bossman gets home, we will be alone.

Hhhhmmmmm......

What to do, what to do?

Since I was reading some of my favorite spanking blogs, you KNOW what was on my mind. But frankly, was I in the mood?

HELL yeah! I was definitely in the mood.

Should I ask for it? Or should I wait until he reads my mind? He's never been that good at reading my mind, but I've never been good at asking for what I want either.

Oh sure, he can read my moods like an open book. But knowing when I want a spanking, well, he hasn't quite gotten the hang of that yet!

But maybe he has!

So, do I ask?

Nope!

Lucky for me, he read my mind anyway!

Now.....have any of you seen the lovely little back brush that they sell at wal-mart for about 3 bucks?

I'd show you a picture, but I'm way to lazy to do that now and I really want to post the tonight so I'll have to post a pic later. BUT, if you want to see this thing in person, just had to the health and beauty aisle at your local wal-mart and look for the very mean looking bath brush. You'll know it when you see it.

Anyway, did I mention that last week, Bossman accidentally on purpose, put one of those brushes in our cart.

Yeah.

In our cart.

Now, it's in our bathroom.

It hasn't quite made it into the shower.

It has made it's mark on my buttockal area. (is buttockal a word?)

So, after a nice warm up with his hand, he decided to use the dreaded beast. (Thats the nickname I've given it.)

Doesn't feel so good coming down........

Lovely afterwards though.

In case you wanted to know.

Needless to say, Sunday night was wonderful. There was spanking, there was sex. There was spanking and sex. Mmmmmm.....yummy.

So, let me tell you about last night. Just in case any of you have virgin eyes, this part might get a little rated x on ya. I'm blushing just thinking about it.

Last night, I was acting a little crazy. I had a lot on my mind and I was cranky with just about everyone. Bossman pulled me into the bedroom after we said good night to the kids.

Now, I knew that I wasn't getting a spanking. That doesn't happen when kids are home. Our bedrooms are WAY too close together for us to even risk it.

So, he pulled me into the bedroom and pulled down my pants. Still, I knew this was not going to be a spanking.

Then he pulled me over his knee. I still knew this wasn't going to be a spanking. Sometimes he does this as a warning. Personally, I think it's SEXY.

So, I'm over his knee and he starts talking. He tells me that I need to change my attitude and he tells me what will happen if I don't. He tells me that tomorrow (today) he will be giving me what I deserve, but for tonight he just wanted to remind what what it looked like in that position. (Like I forgot or something, heh.)

But you know what?

So, are you still waiting for the x-rated part?

Well, after his little lecture, I thought we were done. But next thing I know, his fingers started walking. Yep, they did.

Soon they were taking a walk down the wild side. Oh man did they ever.

After patting my bottom and squeezing it and touching it...Oh yummo... his fingers started darting in and out of the yummy hole.

Don't pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about. You know you do.

So anyway, he basically started making love to me with his fingers.

OH. MY. GOD!

Why didn't anyone tell me how fantastic this is? Do you KNOW how submissive that made me feel? I felt so dirty and naughty and oh-so fantastically sexy.

Remember, I'm still over his knee. My pants are still down around my ankles. And he is fucking me with his fingers. That's right, I said the "f" word.

I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

After much squirming around his lap, I finally had the big "O". And NO, I'm not talking about Oprah!

Then, he flipped me up on to the bed and pulled down his pants and fucked my brains out!

THERE, I said it! He fucked my brains out.

So, you know it was good.

It was REAL good!

Now, just so you know, for all you detail whores, I DID get that spanking today.

With the dreaded beast.

GOD, I love my husband!

A diva was born

Seventeen years ago today, at 2:30 in the afternoon my life changed forever.

You burst on the scene, like the diva you are, and of course, the attention was immediately on you. If anyone knows how to make an entrance, you do.

As quickly as you entered my life, they whisked you away.

4 hours later, I was properly introduced.

You were a scrawy little thing. Red and yellow are the colors that I think of when thinking of you at that time. But to me, you were the most beautiful thing on the planet. I introduced myself to you, as usual, you weren't that interested. You were already trying to figure out how to get the most attention.

Turns out, you were the only princess born that day. Turns out, you were MY princess.

The next day we got to know each other. You settled into the world, content to know that everyone around you was going to meet your needs. You already knew that you were in control. I didn't mind.

While in the nursery, a children's school class was having a field trip. They peered through the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of a newborn diva. Lucky for them, you were there.

The nurse held you up to the window for everyone to see. Your first of many, public appearances. I should have known then that you would always steal the spot light.

Looking back, I remember looking down at you and wondering, what will she look like? What will she like doing? What will her talents be? How will she, change my world?

Now, I look at you and wonder, how did I get so lucky as to have such a wonderful person in my life? I didn't know, the day that you were born, what a wonderful person you would be. I didn't know you would be such a great big sister. I didn't know you would have such a talent for music and singing.

So, on this very special day, the anniversary of the day I met you, I would like to say......

I love you.

You will make a mark on the world. You have already made a mark on me. As you grow and move on to adulthood remember......Our family would not be complete without you.

Happy Birthday Wildchild!

Love Mom

very sad news....

Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Dough boy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.