Control?

We are still trying out the whole, "ask for permission" thing.  At first it was going fine, then the wildchild came home for the weekend so although I asked, I knew there wouldn't be a spanking.

This week, I've asked and he's spanked once.  In my opinion, once is better than none.

Here's the dilemma. I have a whole routine before bed.  Part of that routine happens in the kitchen.  The second half happens in the bedroom and bathroom.  So I've been asking about getting ready for bed AFTER I do my kitchen stuff. (takiing meds and feeding cat) But before going to the bedroom.  But last night, I asked and he said he was going to warm my bottom.  I said ok, but I really have to pee.  Because I hadn't gone to the bedroom yet and that is where I do all my bathroom things, (peeing, brushing teeth, brushing hair) So I went and did those things and when I came out, he said never mind he didn't want to do it because he didn't like waiting for me.  Which made me cranky and happy at the same time....HA!

SO...we got into a discussion about when I should be asking if it's alright to get ready for bed.  His response is that he wants me to get EVERYTHING done, except getting into pjs and THEN ask.

My thought about this is that it seems silly to do the kitchen things, walk past him (most of the time he's on the computer or watching tv) do the bedroom things, come back out into the living room to ask if I can get into pjs.

Does that seem silly to you?

We discussed it and he didn't really back down, so I will do what he asks, but I had to wonder to myself, WHY?  Why is he making into such a hassle?  Could it just be that he wants that control and he wants me to do it, even if I think it's dumb?

Certainly it is not really that big a deal in the grand scheme of things.  But this is what I'm thinking about so there it is...

I still want to continue down this road.  It's kinda fun and kinda sexy.

I'll let you know how things pan out!

asking for permission

It's a good week in graceland!  I've gotten spanked two nights in a row!

Night one was a surprise!  I was going into the bedroom to get ready for bed when he came in and pulled me to the bed and bent me over his knee.  I was certainly surprised.  He spanked for a little while and then we moved on to some more sexy things.  It was really really good.

Afterward, we had some time to chat.  Bossman said he thought we should have more spanking. DUH, you think????

Of course I agreed wholeheartedly!

We discussed how we could incorporate in more into our relationship.  He decided that every evening before bed, I should ask him if it's ok to get ready for bed. See, I have a whole little routine that I perform before bed.  Take my meds, feed the cat, go to bedroom, put ipad and phone on the end table and plug them in, go to the bathroom, put on pjs and THEN, get into bed.

So, the reason he thinks I should ask if I can get ready is so he can decide if he wants to spank or not that night.

So last night, I asked.  It was weird.  I felt a little weird asking but I did it and....

He decided to spank again.

So we went into the bedroom and he spanked me and then told me I could get ready for bed.  He pulled my pants down to my knees.  Pulled me over his knee.  And spanked.  It was the good spanking, the kind with just his hand and not the dreaded backscratcher.  That man can spank hard with his hand.  But still beats the BS.

So, that is what is happening at our house.  I will keep you updated on how this works out, but so far, I'm liking it!

Also, I did go to my doc on Friday.  He said my kidney had the function of a 70 year old.  Dang! My kidney is old!  We are going to retest it this week and if its still low I will have an ultrasound to see if there is anything there to be concerned with.

So lets pray for good results!!!!!!!

And let's hope the spankings continue!

doc update

Thank you all for your good thoughts yesterday! I went to the oncologist yesterday and he didn't seem worried about my numbers.  He said that he couldn't see anything alarming so he wasn't sure why my primary doctor wants to see me.  To say I'm relieved is an understatement!  I still have an appointment tomorrow with my primary, but I'm not worried anymore!  Life is good people, life is good!

In other news, the Manchild has gone back to school!  Bossman and I went out to dinner to celebrate our empty nest again and to talk about our relationship.  It was a nice discussion and we are going to try really hard to figure out how to be happy together, instead of happy doing different things.  We really want to focus on doing things outside the house together.  We really don't have a lot in common outside the kids, so this will be a challenge.  We are thinking of joining the local Y so we can swim or play racquetball or something like that.  It gets us out of the house and exercise is always a good thing.

So, a bird just flew into my sun room.  All I heard is "chirp, chirp, chirp, THUNK!" Poor thing keeps flying into the windows.

Since I am a complete wimp, I let the dog in, and ran for the bathroom.

This is what normal, rational people do....

Right?

UPDATE: The bird has left the building!

WHEW!

As long as he doesn't kill her...

Found this online and though it was very interesting.  As long as he doesn't kill her, it's ok to slap her.

The only kind of slap I want is on my behind. Thank you very much!

a little bit of this and that

I guess I just have to be patient for this spanking thing to work out.  Bossman finally gave me what I needed and it was GOOD!

You may not have noticed, but Bossman posted a comment on my last post.  He doesn't always read my blog and since I don't post very often, this was quite a surprise!

I guess he though about it and decided the time was right for a spanking.  He took me to our room and said this was just a little spanking, to get us back into the swing of things.

He got right into the swing of things and gave my bottom quite a warming.  I forgot how a spanking was.  It was all the right things.  It was embarrassing, it was sexy, it was painful, it was tingly, it was wonderful!

And then....the next day the Manchild came home.  ~sigh~

So, although not much has happened since that lovely night, we have been a lot closer, it seems.  I feel more connected to Bossman.  Does that make sense?  Anyway, it's been great.  And the Manchild goes back to school on Wednesday, so we will see if things progress any further.  I HOPE so!

In other news, I switched doctors a couple of weeks ago.  When I met with the new one, he wanted me to do a blood test to check my iron and stuff.  They called last week and said the Doc wants to see me because my blood sugar was high and my kidney function was low.  WHAT the HECK! Plus they can't see me until this Friday.

I'm of two minds.  One, if it was really urgent they wouldn't be waiting for almost two weeks to see me.....right?  And two, I feel fine. So I'm not sure what is going on, but anytime I have to go and see the doc I get a little freaked.  I mean, hello....cancer.

Against my better judgment, I googled it.  Didn't really mention cancer, so I feel a little better about that.  It could be diabetes, but again, wouldn't they have wanted to see me sooner if I had full on diabetes?  The kidney thing is weird too.  I could just have an infection and didn't know it.  I was feeling a little sick the night before, but everyone is sick so I didn't think much of it.

Bossman says not to worry about it until I have to.  I can't do anything about it now, so why worry?  I actually have a 6 month appointment with my oncologist on Wednesday, so I'll ask him what he thinks.  Anyway, Wednesday and Friday are the appointments so if you could send some good thoughts my way, I'll really appreciate it!

On a happier note, when I first started my blog, my Manchild was only in kindergarten.  Today I am happy (and scared) to say he passed his driving test.  He is an officially licensed driver.

God help us all!