Saturday started as most Saturdays....we didn't want to get up. But D, she has a horse and she wanted us all to go out and see her horse. (Beautiful BTW) Bossman and I were laying on the air mattress, (Yes, we had to sleep on an air mattress.) Bossman and I are fairly BIG people. Not big fat, but just big, big. I'm 5'10 he's 6'4, you do the math. You can imagine an air mattress isn't exactly comfortable for us. So, Bossman is lamenting about having one more night on the dreaded mattress. I suggest we leave that night instead. We were planning on leaving early in the morning anyway. We are all more night people than morning people anyway, and frankly, having a whole day to rest before starting the week was sounding like a really good idea anyway.
So, we decided to leave that night, if Bossman feels up to the drive. (It's over a 6 hour drive home)
We get up to start the day. We don't really mention that we are leaving that night, we hadn't fully decided for sure if this was what we were going to do, really we were just going to play it by ear.
Before I carry this story further, I would like to mention that we have little codes that we use for the MIL. Code green, means she's in a good mood. Code yellow means she's starting to get cranky, or she's bringing up something that we are uncomfortable with, or basically just a warning that things could spiral out of control. Code red....well that pretty much means danger, danger, danger, get out of the way, the MIL is about to blow...
Back to the story. D asks if we can read some Bible verses before we head to the horses. Already, I'm thinking this is going to be code yellow. Anytime we go religion, I KNOW the MIL will say something that makes us all uncomfortable.
But we all sit down and read some texts. Things are going ok until we read one about anger. My son, earlier in the morning, has snapped at me when I asked him a question. So when the verse on anger was read, I told my son he should pay attention. Sheepishly, he agreed that he had snapped at me. The MIL, she said that I should single my son out, that we ALL should heed this verse. Being the nice person I am, I didn't comment, I just let it pass. As we continued reading, she brought up different things that the koran says. We all just stare at her, like deer caught in the headlights.
Doesn't she notice? How could she not notice that whenever she brings that stuff up, we change the subject and look away? But, she INSISTS on letting us know what the koran says. My BIL, taps my shoulder, and I whisper to him, code yellow.
Luckily, we got out of the whole thing with just a code yellow. Now, it's time to get ready for the horse. D and her hubby leave first because they have an errand to run. We are left home with the in-laws. We are sitting there, getting ready to leave when the MIL walks past the kitchen bar and notices the toilet paper that Bossman and the BIL bought the night before. The MIL asks the FIL if HE bought that paper. Bossman tells her he bought it. She then looks at the FIL and says, "I can't use that kind of paper, we will have to go buy some different kind."
Needless to say, she didn't say it in a very nice tone. Bossman was not happy with that comment because we had been buying groceries all week and SHE and the FIL came with NO money so they couldn't really contribute anything.
I understand that you may not like a certain type of TP. BUT, if we are all trying to live together and get along together, you would think that your BUTT will survive with crappy paper. (Although, the paper was NOT crappy!)
By now, I realize we are spiraling into a code red. I'm thinking we just need to get OUT of the house before things erupt.
We didn't make it.
As we are leaving, Bossman goes out to the garage to get a bottle of water. We had bought a 24 pack of bottled water to drink and it was the same brand that SHE had bought earlier in the week. SHE had bought a 12 pack. That pack had not been opened yet. We were all drinking the 24 pack. It's called sharing. I learned that in kindergarten.
As Bossman is going out to the garage, the MIL says, in a very hateful tone, THESE are my waters, I CAN'T drink the other kind of water. (see, there was another brand in the fridge also.)
We are talking about WATER.
See, the problem is, the MIL, she has her slave boy go in and get her water for her, so she herself had never stepped into the garage so see what was going on in there. She didn't realize that HER water was unopened. She didn't KNOW that she was, in fact, drinking OUR water. She just assumed we were drinking ALL her water and apparently she can't drink other water....
In our minds, we are all sharing everything. We didn't buy stuff just for us. When we went to the store, it was for everyone.
So, when she hatefully said that about the water, THAT, that was the straw that broke the camels back. Bossman could NOT keep quiet a moment longer. CODE RED, people, code red, everyone abandon ship!!!!
Bossman says, "MOM, that is very selfish and hateful." Then he went out, got some water and on his way out the front door he said, "I better leave before I say something I'll regret."
That's it! That's all he said. And then he left.
I was still in the house, trying to get the little man to get his shoes on. ACK!
So, I tell the little man to hurry up and I'll meet him in the car. As I walk out the door, she says, "someone needs to go back and read those verses about anger."
OH. MY. GOD!
So lets recap. She needs special toilet paper and she needs special water and she CAN'T share with the rest of us! But we didn't drink her water!
Ok, we leave. We are laughing about it in the car and I call D to tell her that it was a code red so she can be prepared for a crabby, cranky m*slim out at the horse.
We get out to the horse and everything is fine. We don't say much to her and she doesn't say much to us.
We leave and head out to the Vegas strip. They are leaving to go back home for lunch. D calls us and tells us that she's decided to tell her mom to go home. By this time, I've already mentioned to D that we were thinking of leaving that night. Anyway, she decided that she can't take her mom anymore. You NEVER know if she's going to be in a good mood or bad. You NEVER know if she's going to snap in a moments notice. You NEVER know what will pop out of this womans mouth at any given moment and it's tiresome to walk on egg shells around her.
Besides, D needs peace and quiet. She needs to keep her blood pressure good and she can't get sick or she doesn't get the procedure done on Monday.
We go home a couple of hours later. We want to relax before we drive home and we promised D that we would take her car for a detail before we go.
So we get back, and the MIL sits down with us to talk about some internet m*slim friend that she talked to on the phone. She doesn't say a word about the incident that happened earlier. Good for us, but we don't really feel interested, so we go outside to watch the kids swim. Not rude like, mind you...just convenient.
So, everything is going fine, and THEN we start packing up to leave. We haven't told the MIL yet. So while we are packing up, I happen to be in the office talking to D and her hubby. I hear some hateful words being exchanged and I'm not sure who SHE is talking to so I peek around the corner, but they are gone.
I go upstairs to pack and my daughter yanks me into the bathroom. "MOM, Grandma was SO mean to me!"
Apparently, the MIL noticed we were packing up, so she asks the wildchild why we are leaving. The wildchild tells her, she doesn't know, my parents decided to leave tonight instead of tomorrow morning. The MIL's response?
"Wildchild, I'm not STUPID! You should try and remember that!"
Uh...what?
That was the hateful words I heard earlier.
This is when I realize, the MIL thinks we are leaving because of the earlier fuss. Oh well, I'm not to concerned. I tell the wildchild not to worry about it, just keep packing and lets get the hell out of Dodge.
Now, before we leave, we still have to give the FIL his birthday card. We all just gave him money. It's easy and he can buy what he wants, as long as the MIL doesn't take it from him....LOL
We are just about packed up when the FIL states that he needs to go to the store for the MIL. Probably to get the good tp and water...HA
Bossman tells him that we need to give him his card first. The MIL comes downstairs looking all sulky and pouty and CRABBY! She seats herself in the recliner and doesn't say a word.
We give him his card and then we say goodbye to him. Then he leaves to run his errands like the good errand boy that he is.
Now it's time to say goodbye. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Rock, I could just ignore the MIL and leave with my head still intact. Hard place, I could say goodbye, but risk being bawled out.
So, I tell the children to say goodbye to the MIL and then I go over to say goodbye and she give me the freaking cold shoulder! BAH! I don't even care, I just want to get OUT! You could cut the tension with a knife.
We say goodbye to D, giving her lots of hugs and kisses. Then we leave. Bossman says goodbye to his mother. She gives him the cold shoulder also...
So, we head off to happier places. We are happy to be going home, sleeping in our own bed.
We are sad to leave D and leaving her with the MIL is never a good thing, but really, what choice did we have. Plus, I was pretty sure that she was going to ask her to go home the next day.
Half way home...D calls....it's not code yellow, it's not even code red....it's full blown code rainbow!
And that is how I'll leave it for today. Unfortunately poor D had to bear the brunt of the MILS wrath! But I will say this....the MIL left that night for home.
selfish
I know I talk a lot about my MIL. I've told you all how she became m*slim after spending all of her life living a strict christian life. So, lets just put that aside, for now.
Lets just talk a minute about cancer. How would you react if your daughter, father, husband, whomever you love, found out they have cancer? How would a normal person react to such news?
Do you let go of the small stuff? All the little family fusses? I'm not talking about big family drama. I'm not talking about abuse, or things of that nature. I'm really talking about the little things. You said this about me, I said this about you...you know, stupid little things.
I believe that when you are faced with life and death, little stuff like that holds no meaning. Why would you hold on to the little crap like that when you don't even know what the future holds? Frankly, we shouldn't hold on to that kind of thing even if we aren't dying. But, we are human and petty stuff gets in the way sometimes.
I get that.
On to the real subject. The m*slim MIL made the trip unpleasant and caused undue stress on the entire family.
I take that back. Most of the trip, we stayed as far away from her as possible and we had a good time, despite the cancer. We tried our hardest to do what we could for D, and we just wanted to enjoy our time with her before treatments begin.
You would think that would keep us out of trouble with them*slim MIL.
You would think.
Instead, after much tongue biting and avoidance, the big blow-up was bound to happen.
And it did...
Friday was the FIL's birthday. Let me just mention now that my FIL is the resident slave to the MIL. This man is such a mouse that I would NEVER, ever be able to have a husband that wimpy. He is a wonderful man. He is funny, smart and has a very cheerful personality. But the MIL treats him like a whipped slave boy. AND,he puts up with it. I can't handle that. It's such a poor example to set for my children. I just makes me CRAZY.
Back to the story, so Friday is the FIL's birthday. D had a doctors appointment. After the appointment on Thursday, D did NOT want her mother going to this appointment. So Bossman said that he would go with her and her husband to the appointment. They didn't TELL the MIL she couldn't go, but once she found out the Bossman was going, she decided she didn't want to go. So, the appointment was at noon. They left. They didn't come home to after 3. They stopped to run some errands after the appointment. After this, the plan was to take the FIL out for some fun around Vegas. When I say fun, I really mean, he wanted to go to a knife store to get a spring for his swiss army knife and he wanted to go to a ham radio store to look for a new antenna and he wanted to go the Bass Pro sporting good store.
Needless to say, I wanted to stay home. So, Bossman and the little man were going to take him out. They thought that would be a fun bonding time for the Grandpa, Son and Grandson.
Sounds great right?
They left around 3:30. They would be gone a couple of hours. It's Vegas people, it takes 45 minutes just to get across town. Add that to getting lost a couple of times and you've got yourself a long time gone.
Meanwhile I took theMIL m*slim out to buy a birthday card for her husband. Fun times were had by all. She wore her hijab scarf, and since this was the first time I've been in public with her wearing her thingie, it was quite a treat. Ever seen a pasty white m*slim with blonde hair? Ok, maybe not the hair, but still pasty white? It makes for an interesting sight.
Anywhoo, we get home and we are waiting around for the boys to come home. D is taking a nap and the plan was to have a little party for the birthday boy after dinner. Like I said, the boys took some time. After about an hour of being home, the MIL comes down the stairs and wants to know if I've heard from the boys. I said they would be home in 30 minutes or so. She yells that she is REALLY mad at her husband now. HE was suppose to spend time alone with her on HIS birthday. How DARE he spend a couple of hours with his son and grandson.
Then she disappeared in a puff of smoke to her room.
The boys came home. The MIL, she never made a reappearance. We decided to wait until Saturday for cake.
Turns out, the MIL spent the rest of her night crying in her pillow about how unfair life really is. Not because her daughter has cancer, but because her husband was out too long with his son.
Fun, fun times.
Remember, the boys didn't leave until 3:30. She and the FIL did NOTHING until that time. Why didn't they go out earlier, you ask? Good question. I'll have to ask her sometime.
Although, right now, she isn't speaking to us.
Bet you want to know why. That happened the next day. Saturday, the day the shit hit the fan. The day we decide we better come home before there were murder /suicides.
I try telling that fun story tomorrow.
But for now, let me leave you with an update on D. She is having the chemo put directly into the tumor today. They are hoping to shrink the tumor and maybe even make it disappear completely. Surgery is a long way off. After this treatment they won't even check it for a month. Then depending on how the treatment is working, they may do another. They say she will probably be able to carry on with life as normally as possible for a while. So right now, only time will tell.
Best case scenario, the tumor shrinks to nothing and life goes on. Worst case, it doesn't work at all and she has a liver transplant.
So, we concentrate on the best case and we have faith that the treatment will work.
I KNOW it will work.
Did you know that I've know D since she was 12?
yep. It's going to work. It has too!
Lets just talk a minute about cancer. How would you react if your daughter, father, husband, whomever you love, found out they have cancer? How would a normal person react to such news?
Do you let go of the small stuff? All the little family fusses? I'm not talking about big family drama. I'm not talking about abuse, or things of that nature. I'm really talking about the little things. You said this about me, I said this about you...you know, stupid little things.
I believe that when you are faced with life and death, little stuff like that holds no meaning. Why would you hold on to the little crap like that when you don't even know what the future holds? Frankly, we shouldn't hold on to that kind of thing even if we aren't dying. But, we are human and petty stuff gets in the way sometimes.
I get that.
On to the real subject. The
I take that back. Most of the trip, we stayed as far away from her as possible and we had a good time, despite the cancer. We tried our hardest to do what we could for D, and we just wanted to enjoy our time with her before treatments begin.
You would think that would keep us out of trouble with the
You would think.
Instead, after much tongue biting and avoidance, the big blow-up was bound to happen.
And it did...
Friday was the FIL's birthday. Let me just mention now that my FIL is the resident slave to the MIL. This man is such a mouse that I would NEVER, ever be able to have a husband that wimpy. He is a wonderful man. He is funny, smart and has a very cheerful personality. But the MIL treats him like a whipped slave boy. AND,he puts up with it. I can't handle that. It's such a poor example to set for my children. I just makes me CRAZY.
Back to the story, so Friday is the FIL's birthday. D had a doctors appointment. After the appointment on Thursday, D did NOT want her mother going to this appointment. So Bossman said that he would go with her and her husband to the appointment. They didn't TELL the MIL she couldn't go, but once she found out the Bossman was going, she decided she didn't want to go. So, the appointment was at noon. They left. They didn't come home to after 3. They stopped to run some errands after the appointment. After this, the plan was to take the FIL out for some fun around Vegas. When I say fun, I really mean, he wanted to go to a knife store to get a spring for his swiss army knife and he wanted to go to a ham radio store to look for a new antenna and he wanted to go the Bass Pro sporting good store.
Needless to say, I wanted to stay home. So, Bossman and the little man were going to take him out. They thought that would be a fun bonding time for the Grandpa, Son and Grandson.
Sounds great right?
They left around 3:30. They would be gone a couple of hours. It's Vegas people, it takes 45 minutes just to get across town. Add that to getting lost a couple of times and you've got yourself a long time gone.
Meanwhile I took the
Anywhoo, we get home and we are waiting around for the boys to come home. D is taking a nap and the plan was to have a little party for the birthday boy after dinner. Like I said, the boys took some time. After about an hour of being home, the MIL comes down the stairs and wants to know if I've heard from the boys. I said they would be home in 30 minutes or so. She yells that she is REALLY mad at her husband now. HE was suppose to spend time alone with her on HIS birthday. How DARE he spend a couple of hours with his son and grandson.
Then she disappeared
The boys came home. The MIL, she never made a reappearance. We decided to wait until Saturday for cake.
Turns out, the MIL spent the rest of her night crying in her pillow about how unfair life really is. Not because her daughter has cancer, but because her husband was out too long with his son.
Fun, fun times.
Remember, the boys didn't leave until 3:30. She and the FIL did NOTHING until that time. Why didn't they go out earlier, you ask? Good question. I'll have to ask her sometime.
Although, right now, she isn't speaking to us.
Bet you want to know why. That happened the next day. Saturday, the day the shit hit the fan. The day we decide we better come home before there were murder /suicides.
I try telling that fun story tomorrow.
But for now, let me leave you with an update on D. She is having the chemo put directly into the tumor today. They are hoping to shrink the tumor and maybe even make it disappear completely. Surgery is a long way off. After this treatment they won't even check it for a month. Then depending on how the treatment is working, they may do another. They say she will probably be able to carry on with life as normally as possible for a while. So right now, only time will tell.
Best case scenario, the tumor shrinks to nothing and life goes on. Worst case, it doesn't work at all and she has a liver transplant.
So, we concentrate on the best case and we have faith that the treatment will work.
I KNOW it will work.
Did you know that I've know D since she was 12?
yep. It's going to work. It has too!
update
We made to to Vegas after a VERY long drive! D looks great. Her husband is just happy to see us all! Bossman is making all the phone calls and trying to get financial aid and insurance stuff taken care of.
Luckily, the MIL is being good. She hasn't said any m*slimy things, for which we are eternally grateful. D is being very positive and is happy that we are here to support her. She will have a catheter placed in her liver to deliver the chemo straight to the tumor. The tumor is very large, so they are trying to shrink it before they try and take it out. The plan is to try and take it out in 2 weeks or so.
But the prognosis, at this point, is very good. She young and otherwise healthy. She is a fighter and we are going to do anything we can to help her and her husband.
We are going to take it one step and one day at a time.
Thank you all for your support. It's nice to check the e-mail and see so many comments and e-mails of support. It puts a smile on my face and helps me realize that there are people all over the world praying and sending healing thoughts.
Even though I may not know you personally, you've touched me and my family in a very personal way. Remember that today and tell your family how much you love them today!
HUGS!
grace
Luckily, the MIL is being good. She hasn't said any m*slimy things, for which we are eternally grateful. D is being very positive and is happy that we are here to support her. She will have a catheter placed in her liver to deliver the chemo straight to the tumor. The tumor is very large, so they are trying to shrink it before they try and take it out. The plan is to try and take it out in 2 weeks or so.
But the prognosis, at this point, is very good. She young and otherwise healthy. She is a fighter and we are going to do anything we can to help her and her husband.
We are going to take it one step and one day at a time.
Thank you all for your support. It's nice to check the e-mail and see so many comments and e-mails of support. It puts a smile on my face and helps me realize that there are people all over the world praying and sending healing thoughts.
Even though I may not know you personally, you've touched me and my family in a very personal way. Remember that today and tell your family how much you love them today!
HUGS!
grace
You just never know
We got some bad news yesterday. Bossman has a younger sister. She's only 35.
She went to the hospital for a stomach ache and now it turns out she has cancer in her liver.
So, as you can imagine, we are frantic.
Today, we found out, luckily, there is no cancer in any other part of her body. This is a good thing...a very good thing.
Anyway, we are off to see her. She lives in Vegas. Her mother...the dreaded MIL, is already there, and my SIL, we'll call her D, wants us there to protect her. D just doesn't want to deal with the drama that her mother creates wherever she goes. She most certainly doesn't want to deal with the m-slim stuff. We are hoping our presence there will tame the beast.
We are trying very hard to be positive. That is most important right now.
Please pray, or whatever it is that you do when you have a tragedy in your family.
Don't know if I'll be able to get online, but I will have the laptop, so I'll try and check in.
Thanks, in advance, for your thoughts and prayers. She could use them! We all could use them.
She went to the hospital for a stomach ache and now it turns out she has cancer in her liver.
So, as you can imagine, we are frantic.
Today, we found out, luckily, there is no cancer in any other part of her body. This is a good thing...a very good thing.
Anyway, we are off to see her. She lives in Vegas. Her mother...the dreaded MIL, is already there, and my SIL, we'll call her D, wants us there to protect her. D just doesn't want to deal with the drama that her mother creates wherever she goes. She most certainly doesn't want to deal with the m-slim stuff. We are hoping our presence there will tame the beast.
We are trying very hard to be positive. That is most important right now.
Please pray, or whatever it is that you do when you have a tragedy in your family.
Don't know if I'll be able to get online, but I will have the laptop, so I'll try and check in.
Thanks, in advance, for your thoughts and prayers. She could use them! We all could use them.
Steak and BJ day
I checked my calendar, and it turns out that Steak and Bj day happened to be Tuesday!
I had the steak, and Bossman had the BJ!!
Yes, it's true, I gave Bossman a BJ. Of course the bj came after a dip in the pool, that they call a bathtub. OMG, it was heaven.
We checked in around noon. We were in the tub about noon oh five!
The manager left us a box of chocolates and champagne. We popped the bubbly, added bubbles to the bath, turned on the jets.....aaahhhh, the life.
This room was fantastic. It's like an apartment. Living room, bedroom, kitchen! Big windows with window seating, in both the living room and bedroom.
This is the best hotel in our town. When they were shooting a movie in our area, the stars stayed in this hotel. Let me put it this way, Johnny Depp and I slept in the same bed. Ok, fine, we may not have slept in it together, but hey, close enough, right?
Ok, enough bragging. Let's talk Easter!
Mine was good. In case you all were wondering, the MIL did show up. Believe it or not, she didn't bring up ONE thing that had to do with m-slim. I almost forgot what normal was like around her.
So, that's it. Life is good right now. I'm grateful for that. My kids have the week off of school, so there will be some sleeping in on my schedule for this week.
Oh, and in case you didn't know, the twins are getting together this week. If you see any skipping and hand holding, just remember, you were warned!
So, was the Easter bunny good to you? Because really, isn't that what Easter is all about anyway? LOL
I had the steak, and Bossman had the BJ!!
Yes, it's true, I gave Bossman a BJ. Of course the bj came after a dip in the pool, that they call a bathtub. OMG, it was heaven.
We checked in around noon. We were in the tub about noon oh five!
The manager left us a box of chocolates and champagne. We popped the bubbly, added bubbles to the bath, turned on the jets.....aaahhhh, the life.
This room was fantastic. It's like an apartment. Living room, bedroom, kitchen! Big windows with window seating, in both the living room and bedroom.
This is the best hotel in our town. When they were shooting a movie in our area, the stars stayed in this hotel. Let me put it this way, Johnny Depp and I slept in the same bed. Ok, fine, we may not have slept in it together, but hey, close enough, right?
Ok, enough bragging. Let's talk Easter!
Mine was good. In case you all were wondering, the MIL did show up. Believe it or not, she didn't bring up ONE thing that had to do with m-slim. I almost forgot what normal was like around her.
So, that's it. Life is good right now. I'm grateful for that. My kids have the week off of school, so there will be some sleeping in on my schedule for this week.
Oh, and in case you didn't know, the twins are getting together this week. If you see any skipping and hand holding, just remember, you were warned!
So, was the Easter bunny good to you? Because really, isn't that what Easter is all about anyway? LOL
Weekend
If you didn't read the last post, scroll down and read it. Dreams do come true.
As for this weekend. I KNOW you'd all like to know if the MIL came to the baptism.
She didn't.
The FIL and the SIL came and my parents came so it was really nice. One tinsy tiny part of me thought the MIL might show. I was just praying that everything would be fine. Prayers were answered. Everything went perfectly.
As for the MIL, it was a little weird. Normally, my MIL would be very involved in the whole thing. She would have probably sung a special song for him, like she did for my daughter. It almost had the feeling that she was dead. I mean, we were all there except for her. I'm glad she didn't show, but it certainly was weird.
She did send a gift for the little man, but she didn't even bother to call him. I thought that was rude.
Now, on to Easter. I'm sure the m-slims don't celebrate Easter. When I asked the FIL if they wanted to come over for Easter, he said he wasn't sure, he had to check with the MIL. Sounded like that wasn't going to happy. I'm not too unhappy about that.
But it's sad.
Sad. Just sad.
I wonder if she realizes EXACTLY what she gave up when she chose to be m-slim.
As for me and Bossman. We can't care anymore. We have to live our own life. If she isn't in it....too bad for her. I know, sounds mean, but really, what choice did she leave us?
On a happier note....Tomorrow is the big day! We get to stay in the grand hotel suite!! Don't expect to hear from me for the next couple of days...I'll be busy! And naked. And just enjoying my man!
Be good while I'm gone!
As for this weekend. I KNOW you'd all like to know if the MIL came to the baptism.
She didn't.
The FIL and the SIL came and my parents came so it was really nice. One tinsy tiny part of me thought the MIL might show. I was just praying that everything would be fine. Prayers were answered. Everything went perfectly.
As for the MIL, it was a little weird. Normally, my MIL would be very involved in the whole thing. She would have probably sung a special song for him, like she did for my daughter. It almost had the feeling that she was dead. I mean, we were all there except for her. I'm glad she didn't show, but it certainly was weird.
She did send a gift for the little man, but she didn't even bother to call him. I thought that was rude.
Now, on to Easter. I'm sure the m-slims don't celebrate Easter. When I asked the FIL if they wanted to come over for Easter, he said he wasn't sure, he had to check with the MIL. Sounded like that wasn't going to happy. I'm not too unhappy about that.
But it's sad.
Sad. Just sad.
I wonder if she realizes EXACTLY what she gave up when she chose to be m-slim.
As for me and Bossman. We can't care anymore. We have to live our own life. If she isn't in it....too bad for her. I know, sounds mean, but really, what choice did she leave us?
On a happier note....Tomorrow is the big day! We get to stay in the grand hotel suite!! Don't expect to hear from me for the next couple of days...I'll be busy! And naked. And just enjoying my man!
Be good while I'm gone!
Guess what!
Well, it finally happened! The time finally arrived. The dream came true. The fantasy was fulfilled. Life is good.
Oh, I suppose you'd all like to know what I'm talking about.
I could tell you. I know what detail whores you all are!
But sometimes it's nice to just know a secret. Sometimes you just want to keep it and hold it all to yourself.
Lucky for you....today is NOT that day!
I got the belt, I got the belt, I got the belt...did I mention I got the BELT?
Yep, finally happened. Bossman finally pulled out the big guns.
It all happened Friday. Friday, March 14th, 2008 to be exact.
Everything started innocently enough. First there was a shower. Have I mentioned that I hardly ever take a shower alone? Friday was no different. I had the baby that day, so I certainly wasn't expecting anything to happen. But guess what, in case you didn't know, babies take naps. Yep, they do!
So, we took a shower. I love me a shower with Bossman. It's a place where we touch, we talk and we manage to actually get clean....I know, what a concept.
After we got out of the shower, and made sure the baby was still asleep, Bossman decided to spank me. Now, I'm a pretty good girl, so I'm not even sure WHY he felt the need to spank. Could be, he didn't like all the laundry that has been sitting in the basket for a couple of days. Or, it could be that he didn't like my bossy attitude. Either way, I can't see why a spanking would be in order, but a spanking was had.
So, over his lap I went. Naked as the day I was born. Uh, just in case you don't know this, let me help you all out here. Spankings on a freshly showered bottom, HURT!
He used his hand and the dreaded BS! Why oh why haven't I thrown that stupid thing away? I guess it's because Bossman threatened a fate worse than death* if anything ever happened to the BS.
After a round with his hand and the BS, he stood me up. HOORAY, I thought I was done! Nice stingy spanking, nothing major, just a great way to start the day...right?
WRONG! He led me to the corner. WHAT? This was an outrage! How dare he! I wasn't going to put up with that. So I whined. And then I turned around to look at him.
Girls and Boys, this is the part of this post where I deliver a public service announcement.
Girls and Boys, it is NEVER a good idea to turn away from a corner when in the middle of a spanking session. Not only does it piss off your partner, it doesn't bode well for your bottom.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled story....
After I turned around, he wasn't very happy with me, so over his lap I went,once again. This time the BS made itself known much more frequently. Ouch and double ouch!
After this next volley and a stern lecture on the virtues of listening to Bossman, he stood me up again. WHEW! Now I was certain we were done, and not a moment too soon.
But NO! I was led BACK to the CORNER???!!!!!
What?
Why?
NOT FAIR!!!
This time, he left the room for a few minutes. I could have easily moved, but after that last volley, I think I learned my lesson. See, public service announcement above.
After he returned to the bedroom, he pulled me out of the corner and bent me over the bed. Oh, this was new. He never spanks me like that.
That's when I heard it. DUM, DUM, DUM! THE BELT!
I wasn't prepared. I didn't think this was going to happen right now. Is this really happening right now? YIKES!
I started protesting. NO, I'm not ready. Not now, I was just kidding. NO, no NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bossman said yes. I started sweating. I don't know WHY, but I got really nervous. I thought of everything I had read. A lot of you gave me your impressions of the belt and it didn't seem so bad. I tried to remember that.
So he started in. Not very hard. Wasn't so bad, so far.
Then he tried a little harder.
This is where I have a little bone to pick with YOU....YOU people who claim to be my friends.
Did any of you think to mention to me the wrap-around? OUCH!
Dang that hurt.
YOU could have warned me!!!!!!! Seriously...I may never trust any of you again.
Ok, fine, it only happened about twice. Bossman figured it out pretty quickly. He IS quite smart, ya know?
But still, a warning would have been nice.
The rest of the belt portion wasn't too bad. It was a very different feeling from the brushes, spoons, paddles and BS that we've tried. It's nice and stingy, if your not experiencing the wrap-around. (I'm telling you, it's going to take awhile before I get over this. I expect much apologizing from YOU, that claim to be my friends.)
So, all in all, the belt was GREAT! I wouldn't mind trying that again. I won't be nearly as nervous next time. It was nice and stingy and left a nice warm glow on my nether region. Of course the BS and the hand helped that along, but I think the belt left something a little extra......
And I liked that!
Now let the apologizing begin!
*fate worse than death? Extended time with the BIG wooden spoon. OUCH!
Oh, I suppose you'd all like to know what I'm talking about.
I could tell you. I know what detail whores you all are!
But sometimes it's nice to just know a secret. Sometimes you just want to keep it and hold it all to yourself.
Lucky for you....today is NOT that day!
I got the belt, I got the belt, I got the belt...did I mention I got the BELT?
Yep, finally happened. Bossman finally pulled out the big guns.
It all happened Friday. Friday, March 14th, 2008 to be exact.
Everything started innocently enough. First there was a shower. Have I mentioned that I hardly ever take a shower alone? Friday was no different. I had the baby that day, so I certainly wasn't expecting anything to happen. But guess what, in case you didn't know, babies take naps. Yep, they do!
So, we took a shower. I love me a shower with Bossman. It's a place where we touch, we talk and we manage to actually get clean....I know, what a concept.
After we got out of the shower, and made sure the baby was still asleep, Bossman decided to spank me. Now, I'm a pretty good girl, so I'm not even sure WHY he felt the need to spank. Could be, he didn't like all the laundry that has been sitting in the basket for a couple of days. Or, it could be that he didn't like my bossy attitude. Either way, I can't see why a spanking would be in order, but a spanking was had.
So, over his lap I went. Naked as the day I was born. Uh, just in case you don't know this, let me help you all out here. Spankings on a freshly showered bottom, HURT!
He used his hand and the dreaded BS! Why oh why haven't I thrown that stupid thing away? I guess it's because Bossman threatened a fate worse than death* if anything ever happened to the BS.
After a round with his hand and the BS, he stood me up. HOORAY, I thought I was done! Nice stingy spanking, nothing major, just a great way to start the day...right?
WRONG! He led me to the corner. WHAT? This was an outrage! How dare he! I wasn't going to put up with that. So I whined. And then I turned around to look at him.
Girls and Boys, this is the part of this post where I deliver a public service announcement.
Girls and Boys, it is NEVER a good idea to turn away from a corner when in the middle of a spanking session. Not only does it piss off your partner, it doesn't bode well for your bottom.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled story....
After I turned around, he wasn't very happy with me, so over his lap I went,once again. This time the BS made itself known much more frequently. Ouch and double ouch!
After this next volley and a stern lecture on the virtues of listening to Bossman, he stood me up again. WHEW! Now I was certain we were done, and not a moment too soon.
But NO! I was led BACK to the CORNER???!!!!!
What?
Why?
NOT FAIR!!!
This time, he left the room for a few minutes. I could have easily moved, but after that last volley, I think I learned my lesson. See, public service announcement above.
After he returned to the bedroom, he pulled me out of the corner and bent me over the bed. Oh, this was new. He never spanks me like that.
That's when I heard it. DUM, DUM, DUM! THE BELT!
I wasn't prepared. I didn't think this was going to happen right now. Is this really happening right now? YIKES!
I started protesting. NO, I'm not ready. Not now, I was just kidding. NO, no NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bossman said yes. I started sweating. I don't know WHY, but I got really nervous. I thought of everything I had read. A lot of you gave me your impressions of the belt and it didn't seem so bad. I tried to remember that.
So he started in. Not very hard. Wasn't so bad, so far.
Then he tried a little harder.
This is where I have a little bone to pick with YOU....YOU people who claim to be my friends.
Did any of you think to mention to me the wrap-around? OUCH!
Dang that hurt.
YOU could have warned me!!!!!!! Seriously...I may never trust any of you again.
Ok, fine, it only happened about twice. Bossman figured it out pretty quickly. He IS quite smart, ya know?
But still, a warning would have been nice.
The rest of the belt portion wasn't too bad. It was a very different feeling from the brushes, spoons, paddles and BS that we've tried. It's nice and stingy, if your not experiencing the wrap-around. (I'm telling you, it's going to take awhile before I get over this. I expect much apologizing from YOU, that claim to be my friends.)
So, all in all, the belt was GREAT! I wouldn't mind trying that again. I won't be nearly as nervous next time. It was nice and stingy and left a nice warm glow on my nether region. Of course the BS and the hand helped that along, but I think the belt left something a little extra......
And I liked that!
Now let the apologizing begin!
*fate worse than death? Extended time with the BIG wooden spoon. OUCH!
Lots of things in one post
This post will probably be all over the board. So, please, bear with me!
First on the list, I would like to wish Evas' husband, Adam, a Very Happy Birthday! I hope your day has been great, and feel free to give Eva all the birthday spankings she deserves....of course, then you have to tell us all about it!!!
Next, I would like to thank you all for your comments over the last couple of days. I haven't had a chance to answer them all. I remember now why I don't post every day! HA! Actually, the anniversary was nice. We went out to dinner at our favorite steak house. We stuffed ourselves like pigs and talked about lots of STUFF! Only down side? I had a huge piece of tri-tip left and I saved it.....then forgot it on the table! GRRRRRR......I was going to have that for lunch today! We are having an even better celebration next Tuesday. Bossman has a client that happens to be the best hotel in the town. They just finished remodeling the best suite in the place, hot tub and all, and they are letting us stay in it for FREE!!!!! We wanted to do it this week, but between watching the baby and kids stuff, we had to wait until next week. This is our plan for that day... Being naked and never leaving the room!!!!! Doesn't get better than that.
Speaking of baby....my nephew is walking! He's barely 10 months old and I have to chase his little butt all over my house. My kids started walking this young too, but you know, it just doesn't seem right. This baby is entirely too small to be walking around. Where the heck does the time go? Frankly all babies should have to wear a helmet when learning to walk. It's dangerous business, this walking stuff.
As far as Bossman catching up on my blog. There have been LOTS of discussions. Nothing has happened yet, but we haven't really had any alone time either, so that could explain it. I've realized that just discussing it makes me HOT! Oh, don't get me wrong, I get very embarrassed and it's hard, but inside......wow!
Lets talk MIL for a minute. Couple of weeks ago we had a big argument. Long story short, she thought I talked trash about her and I thought she was a freak. Oh, wait, I still think she's a freak, but that's besides the point. Anyway, after a long and weird discussion, I finally figured out why she became....you know.
See, she feels like the people of our church have dissed her. I can't tell you the whole story, for that would take me weeks to type out, so lets just say, she doesn't get along with the people of our church. Instead of going somewhere new, she's decided that christianity as a whole is wrong. See, because a few, so called christians, treated her like crap, (her opinion, not mine) she has decided that christians as a whole are bad people. Of course, her whole family is christian, but she made it clear that it's not us, it's just them....to me that is laughable. How can you diss a whole religion but excuse your family?
Here's the bottom line for me. If you are going to believe in something....don't do it for the people. The people have nothing to do with it. If you are going to a church just for the people then what about the rest of it? I know, I know, church is a social thing. So, if you believe in the doctrine but hate the people, find ANOTHER church, not another religion. Basically she said that the ______ church had hurt her too badly. So, just because she hates the people at this church she changed her whole belief. Told me that people on the internet were WAY nicer to her than people at our church. Here's the problem with this.... The people on the internet don't KNOW her. They only know what she writes. If they knew this real-life, hateful person, they wouldn't be so kind to her. GET this....Everytime she gets mad at us, she deletes us from her myspace. Don't you wish that in real-life you could just delete someone? Oh what a world this would be. Rude cashier..delete. Slow drivers...delete. Rude customers....delete. Stupid MIL....DELETE!
So, enough about the MIL. She is a thorn in my side that just keeps jabbing away at me. My husband is just mad about the whole thing. Neither of us want to be around her and frankly I find it hard to feel bad about it. The only thing that bugs me is the kids. My daughter had such a great relationship with her grandparents and my son doesn't get that same thing. I feel bad for him. I'm so sorry that he has to miss out on that, but it's not my fault and I know he'll be fine.
Speaking of my son and religion. The little man is getting baptized this weekend. When my daughter got baptized it was such a wonderful occasion. All the grandparents were there and we had such a nice time. Now, I don't know if anyone on Bossman's side will be there. My MIL said she would come to our church with her hajeeb (muslim scarf thingie) on. CAN you imagine? She hates all those people, but she would dare show up like that? I told her I thought that was a horrible idea. She would be taking the focus off my son and I don't like that, AT ALL!
Of course, and this is completely selfish on my part, I know, but HOW EMBARRASSING, for all of us, but mostly Bossman. If she shows up, I don't know what will happen. I do know Bossman will NOT be happy! So lets just hope she doesn't show up.
So, tell me what you would do in my situation. I LOVE to know others opinions. Just remember, I prefer if everyone do it NICELY!
First on the list, I would like to wish Evas' husband, Adam, a Very Happy Birthday! I hope your day has been great, and feel free to give Eva all the birthday spankings she deserves....of course, then you have to tell us all about it!!!
Next, I would like to thank you all for your comments over the last couple of days. I haven't had a chance to answer them all. I remember now why I don't post every day! HA! Actually, the anniversary was nice. We went out to dinner at our favorite steak house. We stuffed ourselves like pigs and talked about lots of STUFF! Only down side? I had a huge piece of tri-tip left and I saved it.....then forgot it on the table! GRRRRRR......I was going to have that for lunch today! We are having an even better celebration next Tuesday. Bossman has a client that happens to be the best hotel in the town. They just finished remodeling the best suite in the place, hot tub and all, and they are letting us stay in it for FREE!!!!! We wanted to do it this week, but between watching the baby and kids stuff, we had to wait until next week. This is our plan for that day... Being naked and never leaving the room!!!!! Doesn't get better than that.
Speaking of baby....my nephew is walking! He's barely 10 months old and I have to chase his little butt all over my house. My kids started walking this young too, but you know, it just doesn't seem right. This baby is entirely too small to be walking around. Where the heck does the time go? Frankly all babies should have to wear a helmet when learning to walk. It's dangerous business, this walking stuff.
As far as Bossman catching up on my blog. There have been LOTS of discussions. Nothing has happened yet, but we haven't really had any alone time either, so that could explain it. I've realized that just discussing it makes me HOT! Oh, don't get me wrong, I get very embarrassed and it's hard, but inside......wow!
Lets talk MIL for a minute. Couple of weeks ago we had a big argument. Long story short, she thought I talked trash about her and I thought she was a freak. Oh, wait, I still think she's a freak, but that's besides the point. Anyway, after a long and weird discussion, I finally figured out why she became....you know.
See, she feels like the people of our church have dissed her. I can't tell you the whole story, for that would take me weeks to type out, so lets just say, she doesn't get along with the people of our church. Instead of going somewhere new, she's decided that christianity as a whole is wrong. See, because a few, so called christians, treated her like crap, (her opinion, not mine) she has decided that christians as a whole are bad people. Of course, her whole family is christian, but she made it clear that it's not us, it's just them....to me that is laughable. How can you diss a whole religion but excuse your family?
Here's the bottom line for me. If you are going to believe in something....don't do it for the people. The people have nothing to do with it. If you are going to a church just for the people then what about the rest of it? I know, I know, church is a social thing. So, if you believe in the doctrine but hate the people, find ANOTHER church, not another religion. Basically she said that the ______ church had hurt her too badly. So, just because she hates the people at this church she changed her whole belief. Told me that people on the internet were WAY nicer to her than people at our church. Here's the problem with this.... The people on the internet don't KNOW her. They only know what she writes. If they knew this real-life, hateful person, they wouldn't be so kind to her. GET this....Everytime she gets mad at us, she deletes us from her myspace. Don't you wish that in real-life you could just delete someone? Oh what a world this would be. Rude cashier..delete. Slow drivers...delete. Rude customers....delete. Stupid MIL....DELETE!
So, enough about the MIL. She is a thorn in my side that just keeps jabbing away at me. My husband is just mad about the whole thing. Neither of us want to be around her and frankly I find it hard to feel bad about it. The only thing that bugs me is the kids. My daughter had such a great relationship with her grandparents and my son doesn't get that same thing. I feel bad for him. I'm so sorry that he has to miss out on that, but it's not my fault and I know he'll be fine.
Speaking of my son and religion. The little man is getting baptized this weekend. When my daughter got baptized it was such a wonderful occasion. All the grandparents were there and we had such a nice time. Now, I don't know if anyone on Bossman's side will be there. My MIL said she would come to our church with her hajeeb (muslim scarf thingie) on. CAN you imagine? She hates all those people, but she would dare show up like that? I told her I thought that was a horrible idea. She would be taking the focus off my son and I don't like that, AT ALL!
Of course, and this is completely selfish on my part, I know, but HOW EMBARRASSING, for all of us, but mostly Bossman. If she shows up, I don't know what will happen. I do know Bossman will NOT be happy! So lets just hope she doesn't show up.
So, tell me what you would do in my situation. I LOVE to know others opinions. Just remember, I prefer if everyone do it NICELY!
19 years and still in love...
19 years ago I married my best friend. He is my soul-mate. He is the one that I think about and dream about. I love you, Sweetheart! You will always be The One.
Love always and forever,
your wife
Uh...yeah...so....um...
I know none of you have probably noticed because who the heck goes back 2 posts and reads comments, but....
If you HAD gone back, to say, I don't know, the "I love Tuesday" post...then you might have noticed.
But see, since I get e-mails, telling me when someone comments, of course, I noticed right away.
So, guess what I noticed? Come on, don't cheat, there isn't a need to go back and look. It's not really THAT big of a deal but, well, uh, yeah, so.....
Bossman left a comment.
Ok, the comment isn't that important. I mean, ok, it's important to me, but THAT isn't what is important here.
The important part is, he read my blog.
OMG! He read me blog.
Of course I should say, I knew he read the blog, before I saw the comment. Want to know how I found out? Well, I'm tellin' ya anyway!
This morning found us in our favorite position. He took the little man to school, I got naked! When he got back into bed, he was pleasantly surprised. So, we make a little whoopie, and then took a shower together. (I'm telling you, I rarely take a shower alone...how lucky is THAT?)
While in the shower, he says that he has a concern. Hhmmmm, what kind of concern, you ask? (Ok I asked it, but I'm sure that YOU are now asking it as well)
He said he thought we had a communication problem. Well, double hhhhmmmmm! I was still clueless... I had NO idea what he was talking about. I thought the communication in the bedroom a few minutes earlier was going just fine....thank you very much!
So, what exactly was he talking about? Then he spilled the beans, "So, I read your blog last night."
Dum, dum, dum........
Holy. freakin'. CRAP!
So, he says he read all my posts since christmas time. He said he learned a lot about ginger...
How the heck did he learn about ginger? I only mentioned it in passing, right? Apparently, he took it upon himself to google it. DAMN, google!!!!!!!!
While my mind is still reeling from this information, he informs me that he also found a New York spanking group website. He tells me there is LOTS of informative spanking articles and he'll forward me the link....
Uh, how did he suddenly know stuff that I didn't know? (Oh and in case any of you were wondering, he informed me that the New York thing is having a thing and it only costs 500 dollars. Not that I would go to something like that....but the fact that HE found out about it and mentioned it....OMG!)
Ok, let me just calm down for a second and explain something to you all. My husband has NEVER, and I repeat NEVER looked up stuff about spanking on his own.
That didn't really calm me down. As a matter of fact, just saying that has made me freak out all over again.
For all you detail whores (PK!) I just want you to know that he didn't specifically mention the belt. BUT, he did say that he liked the videos I posted. YIKES... What does THAT mean?? He did say that he was disappointed that I couldn't be more free with telling him things. He also said that he could see that spanking was REALLY important to me. (Not sure how he came up with those deductions....are you?)
So, what was my reaction to all this...... ACK!
Luckily I was turned to the water when he told me, so I just put my head under the sprayer and tried to drowned myself. When THAT didn't work....
I put soap in my eyes, so I wouldn't have to look at him....
When I realized that soap in my eyes is kind of painful, I tried drowning myself again.
After that, I realized I was going to have to own up to what I wrote.
But you know, we didn't talk much more about it. I think he needs to digest it all some more. But I did manage to say that I wasn't THAT interested in the ginger.....
So, yeah...
Communication.....
Gotta love it!
If you HAD gone back, to say, I don't know, the "I love Tuesday" post...then you might have noticed.
But see, since I get e-mails, telling me when someone comments, of course, I noticed right away.
So, guess what I noticed? Come on, don't cheat, there isn't a need to go back and look. It's not really THAT big of a deal but, well, uh, yeah, so.....
Bossman left a comment.
Ok, the comment isn't that important. I mean, ok, it's important to me, but THAT isn't what is important here.
The important part is, he read my blog.
OMG! He read me blog.
Of course I should say, I knew he read the blog, before I saw the comment. Want to know how I found out? Well, I'm tellin' ya anyway!
This morning found us in our favorite position. He took the little man to school, I got naked! When he got back into bed, he was pleasantly surprised. So, we make a little whoopie, and then took a shower together. (I'm telling you, I rarely take a shower alone...how lucky is THAT?)
While in the shower, he says that he has a concern. Hhmmmm, what kind of concern, you ask? (Ok I asked it, but I'm sure that YOU are now asking it as well)
He said he thought we had a communication problem. Well, double hhhhmmmmm! I was still clueless... I had NO idea what he was talking about. I thought the communication in the bedroom a few minutes earlier was going just fine....thank you very much!
So, what exactly was he talking about? Then he spilled the beans, "So, I read your blog last night."
Dum, dum, dum........
Holy. freakin'. CRAP!
So, he says he read all my posts since christmas time. He said he learned a lot about ginger...
How the heck did he learn about ginger? I only mentioned it in passing, right? Apparently, he took it upon himself to google it. DAMN, google!!!!!!!!
While my mind is still reeling from this information, he informs me that he also found a New York spanking group website. He tells me there is LOTS of informative spanking articles and he'll forward me the link....
Uh, how did he suddenly know stuff that I didn't know? (Oh and in case any of you were wondering, he informed me that the New York thing is having a thing and it only costs 500 dollars. Not that I would go to something like that....but the fact that HE found out about it and mentioned it....OMG!)
Ok, let me just calm down for a second and explain something to you all. My husband has NEVER, and I repeat NEVER looked up stuff about spanking on his own.
That didn't really calm me down. As a matter of fact, just saying that has made me freak out all over again.
For all you detail whores (PK!) I just want you to know that he didn't specifically mention the belt. BUT, he did say that he liked the videos I posted. YIKES... What does THAT mean?? He did say that he was disappointed that I couldn't be more free with telling him things. He also said that he could see that spanking was REALLY important to me. (Not sure how he came up with those deductions....are you?)
So, what was my reaction to all this...... ACK!
Luckily I was turned to the water when he told me, so I just put my head under the sprayer and tried to drowned myself. When THAT didn't work....
I put soap in my eyes, so I wouldn't have to look at him....
When I realized that soap in my eyes is kind of painful, I tried drowning myself again.
After that, I realized I was going to have to own up to what I wrote.
But you know, we didn't talk much more about it. I think he needs to digest it all some more. But I did manage to say that I wasn't THAT interested in the ginger.....
So, yeah...
Communication.....
Gotta love it!
A Kingdom of Dreams
I'm done being serious for awhile. Serious always makes me nervous. You never know how people will react. Thankfully, all of you acted very well! I so appreciate that!
On to something new....
Don't you just love it when you're reading a book and come across a spanking scene? That happened to me this week! I LOVE when that happens.
I absolutely LOVE reading. But I hate spending money on books. So I typically buy books at yard sales and thrift stores.
Last week I spent a whole dollar and came home with an arm load of books. (SCORE!!!)
One of the books was called A Kingdom of Dreams, by Judith McNaught.
At first glance, you think it's just another romance novel. Me? I LOVE me a juicy romance novel. So I was all ready to get lost in another time and another place. Hot knights and dukes fighting over damels in distress. Oh YEAH!
Imagine my surprise when I'm not very far along and I come to a spanking scene! OH YES! Bonus for me!!!
The story is set in the 1400's. It's England verses Scotland. It's dukes and knights and kings and castles. It's kidnapping and damsels in distress. Everything I love about romance novels.
The damsel is a lovely young girl Scottish girl named Jennifer. She's a feisty young maiden, sent to live in a nunnery. She and her sister are both there.
Lets jump to the chase, er, I mean, spanking...shall we?
She and her sister are kidnapped by a fierce English warrior named Royce. Only he's known across the land as The Wolf! Jennifer and her sister plot to escape this horrible beast of a man. They finally succeed, only to be captured again. Jennifer, our hapless heroine, has accidentally killed the Wolfs horse. When she and her sister are brought back to the warriors camp, Jennifer is made to stay in Royces tent. Once in the tent, he is so upset with her that he decides to spank her. Of course, at first she thinks he will kill her, but he feels she needs a good beating. If only her father had done this sooner she wouldn't have been sent to the nunnery.
So, he spanks her. Oh what a great scene. He spanks her until his hand hurts! He wants to spank her until she crys. But she doesn't give him that satisfaction. Believe it or not, this is hardly the beginning of this novel!
Unfortunately there are no more spanking scenes. But if you love a good romance novel, this is definitely the book for you.
So now that I've done my civic duty and told you all about the book with the spanking scene, I'm off to read the next one. Surely I couldn't get lucky enough to find another spanking scene....
If I find one, you'll all be the first to know!
On to something new....
Don't you just love it when you're reading a book and come across a spanking scene? That happened to me this week! I LOVE when that happens.
I absolutely LOVE reading. But I hate spending money on books. So I typically buy books at yard sales and thrift stores.
Last week I spent a whole dollar and came home with an arm load of books. (SCORE!!!)
One of the books was called A Kingdom of Dreams, by Judith McNaught.
At first glance, you think it's just another romance novel. Me? I LOVE me a juicy romance novel. So I was all ready to get lost in another time and another place. Hot knights and dukes fighting over damels in distress. Oh YEAH!
Imagine my surprise when I'm not very far along and I come to a spanking scene! OH YES! Bonus for me!!!
The story is set in the 1400's. It's England verses Scotland. It's dukes and knights and kings and castles. It's kidnapping and damsels in distress. Everything I love about romance novels.
The damsel is a lovely young girl Scottish girl named Jennifer. She's a feisty young maiden, sent to live in a nunnery. She and her sister are both there.
Lets jump to the chase, er, I mean, spanking...shall we?
She and her sister are kidnapped by a fierce English warrior named Royce. Only he's known across the land as The Wolf! Jennifer and her sister plot to escape this horrible beast of a man. They finally succeed, only to be captured again. Jennifer, our hapless heroine, has accidentally killed the Wolfs horse. When she and her sister are brought back to the warriors camp, Jennifer is made to stay in Royces tent. Once in the tent, he is so upset with her that he decides to spank her. Of course, at first she thinks he will kill her, but he feels she needs a good beating. If only her father had done this sooner she wouldn't have been sent to the nunnery.
So, he spanks her. Oh what a great scene. He spanks her until his hand hurts! He wants to spank her until she crys. But she doesn't give him that satisfaction. Believe it or not, this is hardly the beginning of this novel!
Unfortunately there are no more spanking scenes. But if you love a good romance novel, this is definitely the book for you.
So now that I've done my civic duty and told you all about the book with the spanking scene, I'm off to read the next one. Surely I couldn't get lucky enough to find another spanking scene....
If I find one, you'll all be the first to know!
complicated
Domestic Discipline is complicated. There are no rules to follow.
Every relationship is different. What works for some, doesn't always work for others.
Personalities play a huge roll. Submissive and/or dominate alike have to be part of your personality.
It's no wonder that it's so hard to incorporate this type of relationship into your everyday life.
Of course I haven't even mentioned how it's so "unacceptable" in todays society. Heaven help you if you actually tell people around you that your husband spanks you. Not only would you be looked at like the town whore, but your husband would be arrested for domestic abuse.
Women's rights movements would hunt us down if they knew that we were willing to allow men to lead us. Women should be powerful and successful and should be stronger than the men! HA!
Why am I pointing this all out? Because I am amazed at how many of us seek this kind of relationship.
If you surf the web, you will find all kinds of websites dedicated to d/d. I am especially amused by the Christian ones. Most of you know that I profess to be a Christian. So you're probably wondering why the Christian websites would amuse me. So, I'll tell you...
Am I the only one that thinks the Christian sites are just trying to justify "this thing we do," so they don't look like they are doing anything bad? Believe me, I believe in the Bible. But I am not going to use it as an excuse to let my husband spank me.
My husband spanks me because I want him to, not because God told him to. If God told man to spank his wife, you can bet that all Christian churches would teach d/d and spanking would be mainstream. Not only that, but Eve? Adam should have spanked her LONG and HARD!
I've often struggled to understand if spanking makes me a pervert. Does allowing my husband to spank me, make me a bad person? Does it make me kinky? Weird? (Ok, these are hypothetical and I DON'T expect you to answer them....PK!)
Then I think about other things sexual. Does trying new things in the bedroom make me a sinner?
So, I asked around. I talked to people over the years about this sort of thing. I wanted to know how a good Christian woman would be interested in these kind of things.
You know, everyone has a different answer. Amazing, I know, but true. Some think that certain things are a sin. Some think that it doesn't matter.
So can we pick and choose? Can we be spankers and be good Christians?
In my opinion, YES!
Here's what I've decided. This is MY decision, not YOURS. You can't have it. You have to make your own.
I've decided that what I do in my bedroom is my decision. It's between me and God. Well, I suppose it's between me and God and Bossman! I believe that marriage is a sacred thing and as long as you uphold your marriage vows, then what you do in the bedroom is ok with God.
I have to point out....I'm a pretty open-minded person. I believe that everyone has to make their own decisions about religion, about God, about politics and about sex. I don't judge what others do. If you ask me about religion, I talk to you about it. But I don't force others to believe what I believe. And I don't judge you for what you believe. That goes for sexual orientation, sexual preferences, religious beliefs, politics or anything else. I believe that we are born with the right to choose. We all have to find what fits for us. Therefore, how can I possibly judge you if your beliefs are different than mine? That would be hypocritical of me,now wouldn't it?
Back to the point. (well, I think there's a point ) Domestic Discipline is complicated. It takes loads of communication and trust. It also takes change. You have to be willing to change and your partner has to be willing to change. Since there are no rules, you have to make them up. You have to see what fits. What works and what doesn't. I read somewhere that a relationship is not a race. Nothing has to happen over night. There isn't a time frame for getting things done. You may be ready, but what if your partner isn't? If you love that person and that person loves you, you WILL work it out. Compromise is another big thing. Without that, you will fall flat on your face.
I'm not sure where all this leads. I just know that I've been thinking it and feeling it, so I wrote it.
You may or may not agree with me. That's ok. As long as you don't criticize I'll be fine.
I don't do criticism well.
Every relationship is different. What works for some, doesn't always work for others.
Personalities play a huge roll. Submissive and/or dominate alike have to be part of your personality.
It's no wonder that it's so hard to incorporate this type of relationship into your everyday life.
Of course I haven't even mentioned how it's so "unacceptable" in todays society. Heaven help you if you actually tell people around you that your husband spanks you. Not only would you be looked at like the town whore, but your husband would be arrested for domestic abuse.
Women's rights movements would hunt us down if they knew that we were willing to allow men to lead us. Women should be powerful and successful and should be stronger than the men! HA!
Why am I pointing this all out? Because I am amazed at how many of us seek this kind of relationship.
If you surf the web, you will find all kinds of websites dedicated to d/d. I am especially amused by the Christian ones. Most of you know that I profess to be a Christian. So you're probably wondering why the Christian websites would amuse me. So, I'll tell you...
Am I the only one that thinks the Christian sites are just trying to justify "this thing we do," so they don't look like they are doing anything bad? Believe me, I believe in the Bible. But I am not going to use it as an excuse to let my husband spank me.
My husband spanks me because I want him to, not because God told him to. If God told man to spank his wife, you can bet that all Christian churches would teach d/d and spanking would be mainstream. Not only that, but Eve? Adam should have spanked her LONG and HARD!
I've often struggled to understand if spanking makes me a pervert. Does allowing my husband to spank me, make me a bad person? Does it make me kinky? Weird? (Ok, these are hypothetical and I DON'T expect you to answer them....PK!)
Then I think about other things sexual. Does trying new things in the bedroom make me a sinner?
So, I asked around. I talked to people over the years about this sort of thing. I wanted to know how a good Christian woman would be interested in these kind of things.
You know, everyone has a different answer. Amazing, I know, but true. Some think that certain things are a sin. Some think that it doesn't matter.
So can we pick and choose? Can we be spankers and be good Christians?
In my opinion, YES!
Here's what I've decided. This is MY decision, not YOURS. You can't have it. You have to make your own.
I've decided that what I do in my bedroom is my decision. It's between me and God. Well, I suppose it's between me and God and Bossman! I believe that marriage is a sacred thing and as long as you uphold your marriage vows, then what you do in the bedroom is ok with God.
I have to point out....I'm a pretty open-minded person. I believe that everyone has to make their own decisions about religion, about God, about politics and about sex. I don't judge what others do. If you ask me about religion, I talk to you about it. But I don't force others to believe what I believe. And I don't judge you for what you believe. That goes for sexual orientation, sexual preferences, religious beliefs, politics or anything else. I believe that we are born with the right to choose. We all have to find what fits for us. Therefore, how can I possibly judge you if your beliefs are different than mine? That would be hypocritical of me,now wouldn't it?
Back to the point. (well, I think there's a point ) Domestic Discipline is complicated. It takes loads of communication and trust. It also takes change. You have to be willing to change and your partner has to be willing to change. Since there are no rules, you have to make them up. You have to see what fits. What works and what doesn't. I read somewhere that a relationship is not a race. Nothing has to happen over night. There isn't a time frame for getting things done. You may be ready, but what if your partner isn't? If you love that person and that person loves you, you WILL work it out. Compromise is another big thing. Without that, you will fall flat on your face.
I'm not sure where all this leads. I just know that I've been thinking it and feeling it, so I wrote it.
You may or may not agree with me. That's ok. As long as you don't criticize I'll be fine.
I don't do criticism well.
I love Tuesday!
Well, don't ever ask me to predict the future, for I seem to be batting zero when it comes to that.
Today was Tuesday, right? Well, I don't watch the baby on Tuesday, that is why when I told Bossman on Friday he was going to have to wait until Tuesday, it's because I knew, or thought I knew that Tuesday and Wednesday are the only kid free days. Usually! Of course if you read yesterdays post, you know that I already got spanked on Saturday.
So today is Tuesday...right?
Bossman decided to take the day off work. I'm seriously lucky that my husband has the kind of job where he can take days off whenever he wants. Today was one of those days.
Today was a beautiful day. A beautiful Tuesday. After Bossman took the little man to school, he settled back in bed. Of course that led to touching, which lead to more touching and I'm pretty sure you can guess where it went from there.... Yum, yum!
After that fun time, we took a shower together. I just realized the other day, that I don't take very many showers alone. I take most of my showers with him. I think that taking a shower with him brings us closer together. We talk, we touch, why, once in a great while, I even give him bj's in the shower. It's become natural that I would take my shower with him. I almost feel weird if I am taking one without him. It's lonely and there is no one to wash my back!
After the shower, I was ready to enjoy my free time. Bossman had put on his work clothes, so I assumed he was going to work. I was just starting to surf the net, when he came in and told me to get ready, we were going out.
Surprise, surprise! Goodie! The day was getting better and better.
So I got my hair dried and got dressed and we were out the door by 10. Did I mention it was a beautiful day? The weather was amazing! Don't mean to brag, but 70 degrees and no wind, doesn't get much better than that! We went to the beach, our favorite place, and just walked. And talked. And held hands. We had the pier to ourselves for a time. Oh man, the perfect day!
We hung out at the beach for a while, we saw some sea lions and some sea otters (cute, cute, CUTE!) We watched the waves. We talked about some of you. We talked about someday meeting up with some of you and then we talked about how much the husbands know. I told him that a lot of the husbands read their wives blogs and ALSO read other blogs. (Bossman isn't big on reading blogs. He's more of a short message board, kind of guy) So, then, I casually mentioned how I've been writing in my blog a lot more since I got the lap top. (Hooray, I like my lap top now!) I mentioned how he's missed quite a few posts. He said he knew, he just kept forgetting, but he was going to go back and catch up on what he missed. (YIKES) Oh, I mean, Hi Honey! *waves at Bossman*
So....... Eva and PK, stop thinking you're going to tell him. I'm sure he's going to read all about it.
Anywhoo... On the way home, we stopped at my favorite clothes store and lucky for me, I found a new shirt for 5 bucks! This day couldn't get much better, could it?
As we got back into town, we had about an hour before we had to pick up the little man. Bossman has been wanting to join the YMCA, so he said we were going to stop by and get a tour and pick up some info on it. I didn't really want to do that. I was still secretly hoping that a spanking would be in my future. And time was running short. It's not that the day hadn't been absolutely perfect, for it had. But I'm selfish and greedy! I wanted it ALL! Is that too much to ask?
But I wasn't about to tell Bossman this. So, I said I didn't really want to go to the Y. He wanted to know why not. I said I didn't think we had enough time. Well, he turned the car straight toward the Y anyway. Oh well. I guess I could count a spanking out. Or could I?
So we toured the Y. We got all the info. Of course, we had plenty of time for all that. Then we headed home.
As we were walking into the house, I was told I was getting spanked. He made up a very lame excuse, but hey, a spanking is a spanking no matter what the excuse. I made my usual protests and fell on deaf ears. (Thank goodness!)
He bared my bottom and swiftly went to work. He only used his hand, which was nice because I think my buns are a little sensitive from Saturday. He did threaten the BS, but luckily chose not to use it.
It was a wonderful spanking. It hurt just enough to get my attention, but not enough to make me regret anything. It had a lot of sting and nice rubbing too! While I was over his knee, he told me that he knew why I didn't want to go to the Y. I tell ya, the man can read me like a book. He told me that he knew that I wanted to get a spanking. That was the reason I was being so stubborn about the Y. I didn't have the guts to tell him he was right, but if you're reading this Honey, then let me say it now. YOU WERE RIGHT! (I don't usually say that here on this blog, but for once, he really was right!)
Anyway, it all worked out perfect for me! So whatever works...right?
Can I just say, for the record....
Tuesday is now my favorite day!
Today was Tuesday, right? Well, I don't watch the baby on Tuesday, that is why when I told Bossman on Friday he was going to have to wait until Tuesday, it's because I knew, or thought I knew that Tuesday and Wednesday are the only kid free days. Usually! Of course if you read yesterdays post, you know that I already got spanked on Saturday.
So today is Tuesday...right?
Bossman decided to take the day off work. I'm seriously lucky that my husband has the kind of job where he can take days off whenever he wants. Today was one of those days.
Today was a beautiful day. A beautiful Tuesday. After Bossman took the little man to school, he settled back in bed. Of course that led to touching, which lead to more touching and I'm pretty sure you can guess where it went from there.... Yum, yum!
After that fun time, we took a shower together. I just realized the other day, that I don't take very many showers alone. I take most of my showers with him. I think that taking a shower with him brings us closer together. We talk, we touch, why, once in a great while, I even give him bj's in the shower. It's become natural that I would take my shower with him. I almost feel weird if I am taking one without him. It's lonely and there is no one to wash my back!
After the shower, I was ready to enjoy my free time. Bossman had put on his work clothes, so I assumed he was going to work. I was just starting to surf the net, when he came in and told me to get ready, we were going out.
Surprise, surprise! Goodie! The day was getting better and better.
So I got my hair dried and got dressed and we were out the door by 10. Did I mention it was a beautiful day? The weather was amazing! Don't mean to brag, but 70 degrees and no wind, doesn't get much better than that! We went to the beach, our favorite place, and just walked. And talked. And held hands. We had the pier to ourselves for a time. Oh man, the perfect day!
We hung out at the beach for a while, we saw some sea lions and some sea otters (cute, cute, CUTE!) We watched the waves. We talked about some of you. We talked about someday meeting up with some of you and then we talked about how much the husbands know. I told him that a lot of the husbands read their wives blogs and ALSO read other blogs. (Bossman isn't big on reading blogs. He's more of a short message board, kind of guy) So, then, I casually mentioned how I've been writing in my blog a lot more since I got the lap top. (Hooray, I like my lap top now!) I mentioned how he's missed quite a few posts. He said he knew, he just kept forgetting, but he was going to go back and catch up on what he missed. (YIKES) Oh, I mean, Hi Honey! *waves at Bossman*
So....... Eva and PK, stop thinking you're going to tell him. I'm sure he's going to read all about it.
Anywhoo... On the way home, we stopped at my favorite clothes store and lucky for me, I found a new shirt for 5 bucks! This day couldn't get much better, could it?
As we got back into town, we had about an hour before we had to pick up the little man. Bossman has been wanting to join the YMCA, so he said we were going to stop by and get a tour and pick up some info on it. I didn't really want to do that. I was still secretly hoping that a spanking would be in my future. And time was running short. It's not that the day hadn't been absolutely perfect, for it had. But I'm selfish and greedy! I wanted it ALL! Is that too much to ask?
But I wasn't about to tell Bossman this. So, I said I didn't really want to go to the Y. He wanted to know why not. I said I didn't think we had enough time. Well, he turned the car straight toward the Y anyway. Oh well. I guess I could count a spanking out. Or could I?
So we toured the Y. We got all the info. Of course, we had plenty of time for all that. Then we headed home.
As we were walking into the house, I was told I was getting spanked. He made up a very lame excuse, but hey, a spanking is a spanking no matter what the excuse. I made my usual protests and fell on deaf ears. (Thank goodness!)
He bared my bottom and swiftly went to work. He only used his hand, which was nice because I think my buns are a little sensitive from Saturday. He did threaten the BS, but luckily chose not to use it.
It was a wonderful spanking. It hurt just enough to get my attention, but not enough to make me regret anything. It had a lot of sting and nice rubbing too! While I was over his knee, he told me that he knew why I didn't want to go to the Y. I tell ya, the man can read me like a book. He told me that he knew that I wanted to get a spanking. That was the reason I was being so stubborn about the Y. I didn't have the guts to tell him he was right, but if you're reading this Honey, then let me say it now. YOU WERE RIGHT! (I don't usually say that here on this blog, but for once, he really was right!)
Anyway, it all worked out perfect for me! So whatever works...right?
Can I just say, for the record....
Tuesday is now my favorite day!
Did I say Tuesday?
Let's just get this out in the open right now. Bossman has NOT read my blog yet. If he has, he hasn't mentioned it to me.
So I guess you can guess that the belt did not see any action this weekend. Well, if I want to be accurate I would have to say that the only action the belt saw was holding up his pants!
With that in mind, I would just like to say, that I didn't have to wait until Tuesday to get my due justice. Justice was served with a vengeance and it came in the form of the bath brush!
Saturday night found us home alone without children. I forget sometimes how both of my children have friends and spend the night at friends houses a lot more than they used to. Needless to say, I had a feeling that my butt was going to pay that night, but I wasn't going to be the one to mention it. Why torture myself? If he wanted to spank me, he would. I just wasn't about to make the first move.
After the kids were gone, we decided that pizza and a movie would be the nights activities. Saturday had been a busy day so we were both tired. We got the pizza and settled in to watch the movie. I must admit there some moments when I thought I wasn't going to make it through the movie. Not because the movie was bad, but because I was getting very sleepy!
The movie was over about 9. I made it through without sleeping! I grabbed the remote, intent on seeing what else there was to watch. Bossman grabbed my wrists instead. Uh-oh, moment of truth!
I half-heartedly tried to protest. I was fairly certain that he hadn't read my blog, but one can never be too careful and so I was a little worried that the belt might make it's appearance. No belt appeared (thank goodness) but I was immediately pulled over his lap. After making sure my bottom was properly bared, he started in. Did I ever mention how hard he can slap my bottom with his hand? OUCH! Definitely caused quite a sting.
Sidenote: I am so in love with Bossmans hands. I feel like he has magic hands. He can play a mean guitar and I am always amazed at his ability to make his fingers move in such a way that they can make amazing music. Those same hands are quite soft to the touch and can make me quiver with delight. But boy does it surprise me at how hard they can spank. I really love those magic hands. End sidenote!
So after a warm-up with the hard, magic hands, I was made to stand at the wall. Oh, the wall, how I hate thee so! Actually, I have a love-hate relationship with the wall. The wall is a place where the butt can rest, so that is a good thing. The wall is also quite boring. The wall is also full of suspense because you can never quite tell what is happening behind you. Sometimes what is going on behind you can be a good thing, like lotion for a hot butt and a good rubbing. More times than not, what's going on behind you is the hunt for a new weapon to assault an already sore bottom with. In this case, it was the later.
Once the bath brush was located and placed on the bed, over the knee I was place, once again. This time around there was the and hand the bb to contend with. All I can say is...at least it wasn't the back scratcher.
The bath brush is hard! And it's hurts. Luckily I had a nice warm up, so the assault wasn't as bad as it could have been. But it's should be noted that we could have had a nice cook-out on my butt when it was all said and done. Talk about hot-crossed buns. The were hot and they were cross!
I haven't had such a hard spanking in a long time. I knew that once Bossman got started it was going to be a fairly hard one. I mean, I did have it coming.
Luckily, things turned out rather nicely in the end. The was lotion and rubbing and more rubbing and touching and more rubbing and well...
I think you get the picture!
So, Tuesday came on Saturday this week. Since tomorrow is the REAL Tuesday, I wonder what is in store? Probably not much, seeing as how I've been a perfect angel since Saturday!
So I guess you can guess that the belt did not see any action this weekend. Well, if I want to be accurate I would have to say that the only action the belt saw was holding up his pants!
With that in mind, I would just like to say, that I didn't have to wait until Tuesday to get my due justice. Justice was served with a vengeance and it came in the form of the bath brush!
Saturday night found us home alone without children. I forget sometimes how both of my children have friends and spend the night at friends houses a lot more than they used to. Needless to say, I had a feeling that my butt was going to pay that night, but I wasn't going to be the one to mention it. Why torture myself? If he wanted to spank me, he would. I just wasn't about to make the first move.
After the kids were gone, we decided that pizza and a movie would be the nights activities. Saturday had been a busy day so we were both tired. We got the pizza and settled in to watch the movie. I must admit there some moments when I thought I wasn't going to make it through the movie. Not because the movie was bad, but because I was getting very sleepy!
The movie was over about 9. I made it through without sleeping! I grabbed the remote, intent on seeing what else there was to watch. Bossman grabbed my wrists instead. Uh-oh, moment of truth!
I half-heartedly tried to protest. I was fairly certain that he hadn't read my blog, but one can never be too careful and so I was a little worried that the belt might make it's appearance. No belt appeared (thank goodness) but I was immediately pulled over his lap. After making sure my bottom was properly bared, he started in. Did I ever mention how hard he can slap my bottom with his hand? OUCH! Definitely caused quite a sting.
Sidenote: I am so in love with Bossmans hands. I feel like he has magic hands. He can play a mean guitar and I am always amazed at his ability to make his fingers move in such a way that they can make amazing music. Those same hands are quite soft to the touch and can make me quiver with delight. But boy does it surprise me at how hard they can spank. I really love those magic hands. End sidenote!
So after a warm-up with the hard, magic hands, I was made to stand at the wall. Oh, the wall, how I hate thee so! Actually, I have a love-hate relationship with the wall. The wall is a place where the butt can rest, so that is a good thing. The wall is also quite boring. The wall is also full of suspense because you can never quite tell what is happening behind you. Sometimes what is going on behind you can be a good thing, like lotion for a hot butt and a good rubbing. More times than not, what's going on behind you is the hunt for a new weapon to assault an already sore bottom with. In this case, it was the later.
Once the bath brush was located and placed on the bed, over the knee I was place, once again. This time around there was the and hand the bb to contend with. All I can say is...at least it wasn't the back scratcher.
The bath brush is hard! And it's hurts. Luckily I had a nice warm up, so the assault wasn't as bad as it could have been. But it's should be noted that we could have had a nice cook-out on my butt when it was all said and done. Talk about hot-crossed buns. The were hot and they were cross!
I haven't had such a hard spanking in a long time. I knew that once Bossman got started it was going to be a fairly hard one. I mean, I did have it coming.
Luckily, things turned out rather nicely in the end. The was lotion and rubbing and more rubbing and touching and more rubbing and well...
I think you get the picture!
So, Tuesday came on Saturday this week. Since tomorrow is the REAL Tuesday, I wonder what is in store? Probably not much, seeing as how I've been a perfect angel since Saturday!
Attention K-mart shoppers
Blue light special....spankings on sale half price....look for the blue light!
Ahhh, wouldn't that be fun? Can you imagine being in a store and hearing that announcement?
As for around here, spankings have been sold out. Too bad really, for I could sure use one.
Actually, today there was some stuff that came up and Bossman said I was getting a spanking for that as soon as time permitted. I then said back that I wasn't worried for we wouldn't have any alone time until at least Tuesday. To which he replied that I was going to receive a longer spanking for saying that! BAH!
Listen, I'm not going to try and say I'm perfect, but these things are usually not my fault. I don't think that I deserve a spanking just because I stormed out of the house in a huff when he told me something I didn't want to hear. Surely that is not a spankable offense. And just because I casually mentioned that we wouldn't have any time for said spanking due to children....well, frankly I don't see how that can justify more minutes. It's not like I was being sarcastic or anything. I would NEVER be like that....
You believe me, right?
Fine, don't answer that, I don't really want to know.
On to more important news. I told Bossman that he needed to read my blog. I also told him that he would need to go back a few posts so he could learn a few things. I think he just might be stopping by. I'm also thinking I should go back and delete a few posts.
Like the one about the belt.
Oh, how tempting it is.....
Ok, keep your shorts on, I won't delete anything.
Maybe.
We'll see.
I gotta go.
Oh, one more thing. If he does use the belt on me....I'm blaming all of you!
Just thought you should know.
meme
1. What is your occupation?
Domestic Goddess
2. What color are your socks right now?
The Gridiron gang
16. What was the last book you read?
Strawberries
Well, there you have it. 21 questions about nothing. Learn anything new?
Domestic Goddess
2. What color are your socks right now?
white
3. What are you listening to right now?
3. What are you listening to right now?
The T.V.
4. Last thing you ate?
4. Last thing you ate?
Chinese food (yum, yum)
5. Can you drive a stick shift?
5. Can you drive a stick shift?
Of course, Bossman taught me when we were dating. I was buying my first car from someone and it was a stickshift.
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
sky blue
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone?
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone?
My MIL....that is for a whole other post.
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you?
Of course I do!
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you?
Of course I do!
9. How old are you?
39, and yes, I really am 39!
10. Favorite drink?
10. Favorite drink?
Pepsi!
11. What is your favorite sport to watch?
11. What is your favorite sport to watch?
Football or Nascar
12. Have you ever dyed your hair?
12. Have you ever dyed your hair?
Uh, yeah. Not sure what my natural color is.
13. Pets?
13. Pets?
1 cat. Queen of Everything
14. Favorite food?
14. Favorite food?
Pizza, and anything sweet
15. What was the last movie you watched?
15. What was the last movie you watched?
The Gridiron gang
16. What was the last book you read?
Eat, Pray, Love
17. What do you do to vent anger?
17. What do you do to vent anger?
yell, really loud
18. What was your favorite toy as a child?
18. What was your favorite toy as a child?
Barbie...and she was in trouble a lot!
19. What is your favorite season?
19. What is your favorite season?
Summer time baby! No school, so we get to sleep in.
20. Hugs or kisses?
20. Hugs or kisses?
Hugs
21. Cherries, Blueberries or Strawberries?
21. Cherries, Blueberries or Strawberries?
Strawberries
Well, there you have it. 21 questions about nothing. Learn anything new?
Snow, what snow?
I've been reading a lot about all ya'll getting snow.
So, I thought I'd brag!
Today is a nice 75. Bossman took the morning off and we headed to the beach. We watched the surfers and we wished we had the whole day to just sit and dream.
But, real-life did happen. Bossman had to go back to work. Boo!
When I picked up the little man, he was very hot and sweaty. I suggested going outside and playing when we got home, but he claimed it was too hot. LOL
In conclusion, our weather here is FANTASTIC! Sorry to send you the storm that blew in last weekend!
Now, off to the garage, I got tables that I need to take paint off of. Perfect weather for a project!
So, I thought I'd brag!
Today is a nice 75. Bossman took the morning off and we headed to the beach. We watched the surfers and we wished we had the whole day to just sit and dream.
But, real-life did happen. Bossman had to go back to work. Boo!
When I picked up the little man, he was very hot and sweaty. I suggested going outside and playing when we got home, but he claimed it was too hot. LOL
In conclusion, our weather here is FANTASTIC! Sorry to send you the storm that blew in last weekend!
Now, off to the garage, I got tables that I need to take paint off of. Perfect weather for a project!
Warm Hugs
Just wanted to send out some warm hugs to Mthc and David today.
I've heard through the grapevine that Mthc is home and doing ok.
You are both in my prayers!!!
HUGS!
grace
fear
The laptop is getting better and better. I'm getting used to it. I've looked into getting the lapinator, thanks to Leigh. I think I'll be much happier something like that.
I'm still debating about telling Bossman about the belt. I'm sure it's not nearly as big of a deal as I am making it in my head. Truth be told, he would probably just say, ok and the next time a spanking came up he would use it. I guess I'm just hoping he will read my blog and I won't have to tell him. But as you can probably tell, this tactic has not worked, as of yet.
I've been thinking about other things that I haven't told Bossman and I realize how much of a coward I truly am. Don't worry, I'm not hiding any deep dark secrets.
One thing that came to mind is the whole ginger root thing. I admit, I've been intrigued by the whole idea. But I'm not that much of an anal kinda gal.
I wonder why I'm not though, for when I think or read about anal play, it does turn me on. I have noticed that most people that are into spanking have some sort of interest in anal stuff. But when Bossman tries to lead me into anal, I freeze up and shy away. I'm afraid of it. I would probably like it. We've tried it before, years ago, and it was ok. So why the fear of it now?
More importantly, why am I so afraid to tell Bossman these things? Our relationship is going great. We are madly in love. He has never, ever made me feel weird about the things I tell him. My fear in irrational. But nevertheless, it's real.
So, what's your fear? What is the one thing that you wish you could tell your partner, but are too afraid? Don't worry, I won't tell!
I'm still debating about telling Bossman about the belt. I'm sure it's not nearly as big of a deal as I am making it in my head. Truth be told, he would probably just say, ok and the next time a spanking came up he would use it. I guess I'm just hoping he will read my blog and I won't have to tell him. But as you can probably tell, this tactic has not worked, as of yet.
I've been thinking about other things that I haven't told Bossman and I realize how much of a coward I truly am. Don't worry, I'm not hiding any deep dark secrets.
One thing that came to mind is the whole ginger root thing. I admit, I've been intrigued by the whole idea. But I'm not that much of an anal kinda gal.
I wonder why I'm not though, for when I think or read about anal play, it does turn me on. I have noticed that most people that are into spanking have some sort of interest in anal stuff. But when Bossman tries to lead me into anal, I freeze up and shy away. I'm afraid of it. I would probably like it. We've tried it before, years ago, and it was ok. So why the fear of it now?
More importantly, why am I so afraid to tell Bossman these things? Our relationship is going great. We are madly in love. He has never, ever made me feel weird about the things I tell him. My fear in irrational. But nevertheless, it's real.
So, what's your fear? What is the one thing that you wish you could tell your partner, but are too afraid? Don't worry, I won't tell!
How much do I love you all?
You know, I simply don't know what I would do without friends like you!
Most of you are sympathetic regarding the lap top. Nice to know I'm not the only one! Although I think it would be pretty funny to see PK with hers permanently attached...LOL Where exactly would you have it attached to? Wouldn't that add weight? LOL
As for the belt.....
~sigh~
It's just incredibly hard to tell him what I truly want. I think I'm afraid of the belt but I'm also afraid of being disappointed. Things are never the same as you read. Nothing will ever be the same as a fantasy, so I'm afraid I will be disappointed, or I might ruin the fantasy.
No, Mthc, you did not go through all that for nothing. You added fuel to my fantasy. That is very important.
As much as I appreciate everyone volunteering to tell Bossman, I'm pretty sure it should come from me. Although, I did laugh at the thought of my handing him the phone so Eva could tell him. How funny would that be?
Don't worry, I will tell him...
Eventually!
(This post was typed on the laptop. I didn't lose one paragraph!)
Most of you are sympathetic regarding the lap top. Nice to know I'm not the only one! Although I think it would be pretty funny to see PK with hers permanently attached...LOL Where exactly would you have it attached to? Wouldn't that add weight? LOL
As for the belt.....
~sigh~
It's just incredibly hard to tell him what I truly want. I think I'm afraid of the belt but I'm also afraid of being disappointed. Things are never the same as you read. Nothing will ever be the same as a fantasy, so I'm afraid I will be disappointed, or I might ruin the fantasy.
No, Mthc, you did not go through all that for nothing. You added fuel to my fantasy. That is very important.
As much as I appreciate everyone volunteering to tell Bossman, I'm pretty sure it should come from me. Although, I did laugh at the thought of my handing him the phone so Eva could tell him. How funny would that be?
Don't worry, I will tell him...
Eventually!
(This post was typed on the laptop. I didn't lose one paragraph!)
Lets be honest...
Thank you all for your comments on my last post. Seems PK is not mad, and I have every reason to trust watch my back around her.
Anyway, I feel I need to be honest on a few things.
First of all, I am NOT in love with my laptop. It's not as easy to use as I thought it would be, and it just doesn't seem to feel like home. I'm having a hard time transferring my bookmarks, which means half of you have gotten lost. I am not used to the keyboard, so I keep hitting keys that cause my stuff to get lost. When I shut the top without turning it off, I can't figure out how to get it to turn back on. And I absolutely HATE the mouse. Yes, yes, before you say anything, I have gotten a regular wireless mouse, but it's NOT the same, and it's hard to use when sitting anywhere other than the desk. Which, if I'm going to sit at the desk, I might as well use the regular computer. Plus, stuff keeps popping up, even though I have a pop-up blocker. Not to mention, it keeps wanting me to install the same programs over and over.
Now before you starting thinking, poor baby, you are such a whiner...
I admit it, I AM a whiner!!!!!!!!
Also, I do have a wonderful husband that is trying to fix it for me, but it just seems like a lot of trouble.
I KNOW, I know, I'll get used to it. But man, it just doesn't feel like home.
So, if I haven't stopped by your place, it could be because I LOST you. Don't worry, I'll find you again. Thank goodness most of you are on my blogroll.
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Next thing I need to get off my chest....and this one is way more important than my whining.
I haven't told Bossman about the belt yet.
I KNOW, after all the posts I've read and all the things I've written, you'd think I would have told him by now.
But.... I can't. I can't make myself tell him. I keep hoping he'll read my blog, but he hasn't stopped by for awhile.
I don't know why this is so hard for me. I get so shy around him when it comes to anything involving spanking. I want to tell him. I really want to.
But I can't......
Not now.....
Anyway, I feel I need to be honest on a few things.
First of all, I am NOT in love with my laptop. It's not as easy to use as I thought it would be, and it just doesn't seem to feel like home. I'm having a hard time transferring my bookmarks, which means half of you have gotten lost. I am not used to the keyboard, so I keep hitting keys that cause my stuff to get lost. When I shut the top without turning it off, I can't figure out how to get it to turn back on. And I absolutely HATE the mouse. Yes, yes, before you say anything, I have gotten a regular wireless mouse, but it's NOT the same, and it's hard to use when sitting anywhere other than the desk. Which, if I'm going to sit at the desk, I might as well use the regular computer. Plus, stuff keeps popping up, even though I have a pop-up blocker. Not to mention, it keeps wanting me to install the same programs over and over.
Now before you starting thinking, poor baby, you are such a whiner...
I admit it, I AM a whiner!!!!!!!!
Also, I do have a wonderful husband that is trying to fix it for me, but it just seems like a lot of trouble.
I KNOW, I know, I'll get used to it. But man, it just doesn't feel like home.
So, if I haven't stopped by your place, it could be because I LOST you. Don't worry, I'll find you again. Thank goodness most of you are on my blogroll.
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Next thing I need to get off my chest....and this one is way more important than my whining.
I haven't told Bossman about the belt yet.
I KNOW, after all the posts I've read and all the things I've written, you'd think I would have told him by now.
But.... I can't. I can't make myself tell him. I keep hoping he'll read my blog, but he hasn't stopped by for awhile.
I don't know why this is so hard for me. I get so shy around him when it comes to anything involving spanking. I want to tell him. I really want to.
But I can't......
Not now.....
If only you could have seen what I saw....
You know how you need a vacation after the vacation? That's what I need right now. I also need a maid to come in and clean my HOUSE!
All in all, the trip was great. The biggest concern was the wildchild. She came home Friday and she was sick. She had a fever and everything. We were due to leave on our trip early Saturday morning. We told her that we could postpone the trip for a weekend, but she didn't even want to consider it. She was bringing a friend along and she wanted to go very badly. So, I gave her some theraflu and her fever went down. She pronounced herself well....so off we went.
The first thing we did when we got to L.A. is go to a place called Griffith Park. The L.A. zoo is located in this park. This park is MILES long. Bossman grew up in this area and he remembered that there was a little train that ran through the park and he wanted to go see it.
We found the train:
It wasn't as much of a big deal as Bossman thought. You know how things look bigger when your a kid? Well, I think that's what happened. But it was still fun!
After the train, we headed to the California Science center. Very nice museum with lots of hands on things for kids. We saw this:
And then the little man did this:
And then........
Then the wildchild fainted!
So, the wildchild was putting on a pretty good act of being well. But I could tell in her eyes that she was still fighting off whatever she had. It was about 2:00 in the afternoon, and we were at this exhibit standing in a line. We were waiting to go into a room and experience an earthquake. (Don't ask me why, as I've already experienced enough of those, thank-you-very-much!)
While we were in line, it was getting really HOT and stuffy. The little man started to get really cranky, so I pulled him out of line and fanned him down a bit as I could tell he was getting sweaty. After about a 10 minute wait, we got to go into the room. Now it was not a very big room and we were all suppose to stand on this metal floor. We were all crowded in there, and a video started. Now the wildchild and her friend were standing in front of me and we were all in the back of the crowd, except for the little man that made it to the front. Suddenly the wildchild turned and next thing I know, she's on the floor. I thought she tripped. Bossman picked her up and quickly ushered her out. I don't think everyone in the room knew what was going on as it was dark in there and it happened very quickly.
She was fine once we got out of the room. We got some water into her and she said she was feeling much better. I think the combination of heat, lack of food (we hadn't eaten lunch yet) and the medicine was the cause. In any case, it was quite exciting!
After that little incident, we headed down for some food. After the food, the wildchild and her friend and I went to the car, while Bossman and the little man went to look at a few more things.
Next on the agenda was getting to Long Beach. Long Beach is about 30 minutes away from L.A. Bossman has an Aunt that lives there, so we got a hotel in Long Beach and then the plan was to head to the Aunts house for dinner.
We got to the hotel around 4. That was nice because we were able to rest and relax before heading to dinner. The little man and Bossman and I headed to the hot tub and the girls stayed in their room and rested. The rest of the evening was GREAT!
The next morning we all slept in. I could tell the wildchild was still feeling sick, but she took advil and that seemed to help. We made sure she didn't get too hot and that she ate! After breakfast we headed to Hollywood! First we stopped on Rodeo Drive. Ooo la la, fancy, fancy, fancy!
I don't know why, but when I saw this....
I thought of all of YOU!
And when I saw this....
I realized I wanted to win the lotto!
After hanging out with the rich and famous, we headed to the Hollywood walk of fame. For those of you that may not know, this is about 3 miles of sidewalk, with famous stars. Like these....
We ended up at the Kodak Theater. If you don't know what the Kodak Theater is, just watch the Oscars this Sunday. That is where they are being held. Right across the street from the Kodak theater is this.....
While there, we saw crazy things, like these......
In case you can't tell, this guy has a house on his head...
And, see those bleachers? They are for the Oscars!
Look how crowded it is at the Graumans Chinese theater....
Here it is guys, the first picture of ME!!! Guess which one I am. Am I everything you thought I would be?? I'm trying to look for footprints and handprints. I did manage to find this guys prints....
We then took a little tour of the Wax Museum. Look at who we saw there....
After we saw them, we got invited to dinner with them.....
Then we headed back to the wild west and Bonanza......
Of course, then I headed down to see the gang from M*A*S*H....
After the wax museum, it was time to head home.
The wildchild was still sick, but I took her to the doc yesterday and he said she was fine. Thank goodness!
Unfortunately, there were no spankings to be had on this vacation. But, why do I suddenly have a fascination with belts? I've been checking out the belts that men are wearing and trying to decided if that would be a good belt to get spanked with! Do you SEE what you all have done to me? I've become obsessed!
Anyway, I sure hope you all had a great time while I was away. Has anyone seen PK? I'm hoping she's cooled down some and she isn't REALLY pissed anymore!
All in all, the trip was great. The biggest concern was the wildchild. She came home Friday and she was sick. She had a fever and everything. We were due to leave on our trip early Saturday morning. We told her that we could postpone the trip for a weekend, but she didn't even want to consider it. She was bringing a friend along and she wanted to go very badly. So, I gave her some theraflu and her fever went down. She pronounced herself well....so off we went.
The first thing we did when we got to L.A. is go to a place called Griffith Park. The L.A. zoo is located in this park. This park is MILES long. Bossman grew up in this area and he remembered that there was a little train that ran through the park and he wanted to go see it.
We found the train:
It wasn't as much of a big deal as Bossman thought. You know how things look bigger when your a kid? Well, I think that's what happened. But it was still fun!
After the train, we headed to the California Science center. Very nice museum with lots of hands on things for kids. We saw this:
And then the little man did this:
And then........
Then the wildchild fainted!
So, the wildchild was putting on a pretty good act of being well. But I could tell in her eyes that she was still fighting off whatever she had. It was about 2:00 in the afternoon, and we were at this exhibit standing in a line. We were waiting to go into a room and experience an earthquake. (Don't ask me why, as I've already experienced enough of those, thank-you-very-much!)
While we were in line, it was getting really HOT and stuffy. The little man started to get really cranky, so I pulled him out of line and fanned him down a bit as I could tell he was getting sweaty. After about a 10 minute wait, we got to go into the room. Now it was not a very big room and we were all suppose to stand on this metal floor. We were all crowded in there, and a video started. Now the wildchild and her friend were standing in front of me and we were all in the back of the crowd, except for the little man that made it to the front. Suddenly the wildchild turned and next thing I know, she's on the floor. I thought she tripped. Bossman picked her up and quickly ushered her out. I don't think everyone in the room knew what was going on as it was dark in there and it happened very quickly.
She was fine once we got out of the room. We got some water into her and she said she was feeling much better. I think the combination of heat, lack of food (we hadn't eaten lunch yet) and the medicine was the cause. In any case, it was quite exciting!
After that little incident, we headed down for some food. After the food, the wildchild and her friend and I went to the car, while Bossman and the little man went to look at a few more things.
Next on the agenda was getting to Long Beach. Long Beach is about 30 minutes away from L.A. Bossman has an Aunt that lives there, so we got a hotel in Long Beach and then the plan was to head to the Aunts house for dinner.
We got to the hotel around 4. That was nice because we were able to rest and relax before heading to dinner. The little man and Bossman and I headed to the hot tub and the girls stayed in their room and rested. The rest of the evening was GREAT!
The next morning we all slept in. I could tell the wildchild was still feeling sick, but she took advil and that seemed to help. We made sure she didn't get too hot and that she ate! After breakfast we headed to Hollywood! First we stopped on Rodeo Drive. Ooo la la, fancy, fancy, fancy!
I don't know why, but when I saw this....
I thought of all of YOU!
And when I saw this....
I realized I wanted to win the lotto!
After hanging out with the rich and famous, we headed to the Hollywood walk of fame. For those of you that may not know, this is about 3 miles of sidewalk, with famous stars. Like these....
We ended up at the Kodak Theater. If you don't know what the Kodak Theater is, just watch the Oscars this Sunday. That is where they are being held. Right across the street from the Kodak theater is this.....
While there, we saw crazy things, like these......
In case you can't tell, this guy has a house on his head...And, see those bleachers? They are for the Oscars!
Look how crowded it is at the Graumans Chinese theater....
Here it is guys, the first picture of ME!!! Guess which one I am. Am I everything you thought I would be?? I'm trying to look for footprints and handprints. I did manage to find this guys prints....
We then took a little tour of the Wax Museum. Look at who we saw there....
After we saw them, we got invited to dinner with them.....
Then we headed back to the wild west and Bonanza......
Of course, then I headed down to see the gang from M*A*S*H....
After the wax museum, it was time to head home.
The wildchild was still sick, but I took her to the doc yesterday and he said she was fine. Thank goodness!
Unfortunately, there were no spankings to be had on this vacation. But, why do I suddenly have a fascination with belts? I've been checking out the belts that men are wearing and trying to decided if that would be a good belt to get spanked with! Do you SEE what you all have done to me? I've become obsessed!
Anyway, I sure hope you all had a great time while I was away. Has anyone seen PK? I'm hoping she's cooled down some and she isn't REALLY pissed anymore!
Home, Home at last!
Well, I can see nothing big happened around here while I was away! Everything seems just perfect!
I sure did enjoy that Friday Fantasy story that PK posted. If you haven't read it yet, you really should. Eva REALLY out did herself with this story, and I'm hoping she will do a sequel.
Our trip was great! Only problem....the wildchild was SICK! As a matter of fact, she is still sick and we are heading to the doc today. I must say, she really bucked it up and had a good time, but of course, no trip would be complete if she didn't pass out!
So, I will leave you with that little visual for today. I know for all you detail whores, this might be hard for you. But I promise, I will be back tomorrow with details and pictures galore!
Until then, use your imagination!
I sure did enjoy that Friday Fantasy story that PK posted. If you haven't read it yet, you really should. Eva REALLY out did herself with this story, and I'm hoping she will do a sequel.
Our trip was great! Only problem....the wildchild was SICK! As a matter of fact, she is still sick and we are heading to the doc today. I must say, she really bucked it up and had a good time, but of course, no trip would be complete if she didn't pass out!
So, I will leave you with that little visual for today. I know for all you detail whores, this might be hard for you. But I promise, I will be back tomorrow with details and pictures galore!
Until then, use your imagination!
Thank you, but.......
I'm still away, but I just have to say.....
I didn't write it!
As much as I would LOVE to take credit for that fantastic story, I can't :(
If you want to know the reason for the trick stop by and see Eva. She will explain it all!
I didn't write it!
As much as I would LOVE to take credit for that fantastic story, I can't :(
If you want to know the reason for the trick stop by and see Eva. She will explain it all!
Also, while you're there don't forget to tell her just how much you loved her little tale. (Oh and by the way, I want a sequel woman!)
We really did have fun tricking you all, but mostly we just had fun reviving the PISSED KITTY!
So, PK.......
Will you ever forgive me?
PLEASE?
I love you! I hope by the time I get home, the dust will have settled and you will have forgiven one and all...but mostly me because hey, it wasn't really my idea.
Really, it wasn't. So if you're still mad, just remember, WASN'T my idea! Nope, I would NEVER be able to think of such a sneaky thing on my own. It was Eva! Your twin! It was her diabolical plan all along. I was just along for the ride.
Does that mean I'm an accessory to the crime? Maybe.....
But I should have a shorter sentence!
Love you!
HUGS!
grace
(Should I tell her that I even voted for myself? Hhhmmmmm probably not. Best keep that to myself)
We really did have fun tricking you all, but mostly we just had fun reviving the PISSED KITTY!
So, PK.......
Will you ever forgive me?
PLEASE?
I love you! I hope by the time I get home, the dust will have settled and you will have forgiven one and all...but mostly me because hey, it wasn't really my idea.Really, it wasn't. So if you're still mad, just remember, WASN'T my idea! Nope, I would NEVER be able to think of such a sneaky thing on my own. It was Eva! Your twin! It was her diabolical plan all along. I was just along for the ride.
Does that mean I'm an accessory to the crime? Maybe.....
But I should have a shorter sentence!
Love you!
HUGS!
grace
(Should I tell her that I even voted for myself? Hhhmmmmm probably not. Best keep that to myself)
on the road
Hey people! I'm on the road with the family, but guess what?
I got a new laptop!
So, I'm in the hotel room and thought I would drop by and say HI!
So, Hi!
Gotta run though, so I'll catch ya all when I get back!
HUGS!
grace
I got a new laptop!
So, I'm in the hotel room and thought I would drop by and say HI!
So, Hi!
Gotta run though, so I'll catch ya all when I get back!
HUGS!
grace
one more thing before I go...
Oh, don't go getting your panties in a bunch, I'm not leave HERE!
But, I am going out of town this weekend! Fun, fun, fun! We are heading down south to L.A. (I'll wave at Michael when I drive by UCLA, Theresa) We are taking the kids to see the Hollywood walk of fame and other things. I'll give a full report when I get back!
So, I thought since I was going to be gone, that I would give you all something to discuss while I'm away. I'm sure you will all find time between spankings to give this some of your attention.
First of all, most of you know I'm a Christian. I don't like discussing religion on my blog but I HAD to share this Bible verse. See, on my computer home page, I have a thing that gives me a daily Bible verse. Todays verse is....well, lets just say, it fits right in. So, here it is:
Hebrews 12:10-11
New International Version
Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.
How perfect is that??
Oh man, can I ever relate to that second sentence...LOL
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Next, since you all seemed to LOVE the belt clip, I thought I would share the paddle clip. I've had these clips for a LONG time. We are talking eight years or so. I know I got some of my clips from a MSN d/d message group, but it is long defunct. This next clip is the same woman being spanked by the same man. He is using a paddle that doesn't look very fun, but he KNOWS how to use it. So, lets go to the clip...
Ok, this clip is my FAVORITE! I love this clip. Just to tell you how much I love it, a couple of weeks ago, I tried playing this clip and it wouldn't work! I couldn't TELL you how upset I was. I spent hours trying to make it work. Just when I was about to give up and cry, I got it to work! Oh the joy I felt when it started playing. It's just embarrassing!
Anyway, so you can see that it's the same woman. Since the first clip showed her pulling down her panties, I'm assuming that got the belt first and is now receiving the paddle. It's hard to tell from this clip, but even though these spankings look hard, her butt isn't as red as I would think it should be. That tells me, this is probably not the first time she's been spanked.
Now, if you listen to her cries, you can tell it HURTS! After the first couple of whacks, she is begging. "Stop, please stop, I'll be good." OMG! The submissiveness of that line just gets me EVERY time!
So, there you have it. My two all-time favorite clips EVER! If anyone has any other clip of these two, I would LOVE you forever if you sent them to me!
I'm off to la-la land! Have a great weekend and try and stay out of trouble. I know it's hard, but you can do it. Actually, I take that back, get into lots of trouble, get spanked for it, and then tell ME all about it!
But, I am going out of town this weekend! Fun, fun, fun! We are heading down south to L.A. (I'll wave at Michael when I drive by UCLA, Theresa) We are taking the kids to see the Hollywood walk of fame and other things. I'll give a full report when I get back!
So, I thought since I was going to be gone, that I would give you all something to discuss while I'm away. I'm sure you will all find time between spankings to give this some of your attention.
First of all, most of you know I'm a Christian. I don't like discussing religion on my blog but I HAD to share this Bible verse. See, on my computer home page, I have a thing that gives me a daily Bible verse. Todays verse is....well, lets just say, it fits right in. So, here it is:
Hebrews 12:10-11
New International Version
Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.
How perfect is that??
Oh man, can I ever relate to that second sentence...LOL
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Next, since you all seemed to LOVE the belt clip, I thought I would share the paddle clip. I've had these clips for a LONG time. We are talking eight years or so. I know I got some of my clips from a MSN d/d message group, but it is long defunct. This next clip is the same woman being spanked by the same man. He is using a paddle that doesn't look very fun, but he KNOWS how to use it. So, lets go to the clip...
Ok, this clip is my FAVORITE! I love this clip. Just to tell you how much I love it, a couple of weeks ago, I tried playing this clip and it wouldn't work! I couldn't TELL you how upset I was. I spent hours trying to make it work. Just when I was about to give up and cry, I got it to work! Oh the joy I felt when it started playing. It's just embarrassing!
Anyway, so you can see that it's the same woman. Since the first clip showed her pulling down her panties, I'm assuming that got the belt first and is now receiving the paddle. It's hard to tell from this clip, but even though these spankings look hard, her butt isn't as red as I would think it should be. That tells me, this is probably not the first time she's been spanked.
Now, if you listen to her cries, you can tell it HURTS! After the first couple of whacks, she is begging. "Stop, please stop, I'll be good." OMG! The submissiveness of that line just gets me EVERY time!
So, there you have it. My two all-time favorite clips EVER! If anyone has any other clip of these two, I would LOVE you forever if you sent them to me!
I'm off to la-la land! Have a great weekend and try and stay out of trouble. I know it's hard, but you can do it. Actually, I take that back, get into lots of trouble, get spanked for it, and then tell ME all about it!
the belt
I've gotten some great advice about the belt. I've had numerous e-mails and some even posted about it. Thank you one and all for your wonderful advice and descriptions. I have really got to get Bossman to try it. It sounds absolutely delicious!
So in honor of the belt, I thought I would post my absolute FAVORITE clip of a woman getting the belt. I am embarrassed to admit, but I watch this clip quite often. I have a second one with the same woman and man and she's getting the paddle.
Watch this and then lets discuss!
Now, let's just talk about this video for a moment.
The reason I love this clip is because it seems very real. I absolutely hate fake spanking clips. I hate when the woman is smiling or giggling. I hate when it doesn't seem real. These are just MY feelings on the subject, you are welcome to like whatever clips you want.
I also love the dominance of the husband. (In my mind he is the husband and she is the naughty wife.) I LOVE it when he tells her to take down the panties and bend over further. His voice is deep, like Bossmans and you can tell he's not going to take NO for an answer. There is NO messing around in this video, this is a serious spanking.
If you listen closely, after she pulls down her panties, she goes so far as to say, "Please, no more."
OMG! This is truly my favorite part of this clip. For even though she pulls down her own panties and bends over the chair even further, she can't help but plead for mercy. Even though it's obvious there is going to be more, she can't help but say "Please, no more". That is so freaking submissive! I LOVE IT!
Those three little words make this video so REAL.
I just wonder what got her in this predicament. Did she get a speeding ticket? Did she over spend on the credit card? Was she being mouthy or bratty? What IS it that got her over the chair with the belt?
That is something that I think about a lot.
So, what do YOU think? What's your favorite kind of spanking clip? (don't try and deny it, you KNOW you've looked!) What's your favorite implement?
Inquiring minds want to know!
So in honor of the belt, I thought I would post my absolute FAVORITE clip of a woman getting the belt. I am embarrassed to admit, but I watch this clip quite often. I have a second one with the same woman and man and she's getting the paddle.
Watch this and then lets discuss!
Now, let's just talk about this video for a moment.
The reason I love this clip is because it seems very real. I absolutely hate fake spanking clips. I hate when the woman is smiling or giggling. I hate when it doesn't seem real. These are just MY feelings on the subject, you are welcome to like whatever clips you want.
I also love the dominance of the husband. (In my mind he is the husband and she is the naughty wife.) I LOVE it when he tells her to take down the panties and bend over further. His voice is deep, like Bossmans and you can tell he's not going to take NO for an answer. There is NO messing around in this video, this is a serious spanking.
If you listen closely, after she pulls down her panties, she goes so far as to say, "Please, no more."
OMG! This is truly my favorite part of this clip. For even though she pulls down her own panties and bends over the chair even further, she can't help but plead for mercy. Even though it's obvious there is going to be more, she can't help but say "Please, no more". That is so freaking submissive! I LOVE IT!
Those three little words make this video so REAL.
I just wonder what got her in this predicament. Did she get a speeding ticket? Did she over spend on the credit card? Was she being mouthy or bratty? What IS it that got her over the chair with the belt?
That is something that I think about a lot.
So, what do YOU think? What's your favorite kind of spanking clip? (don't try and deny it, you KNOW you've looked!) What's your favorite implement?
Inquiring minds want to know!
Still alive
Don't worry, I'm still here. I've been sick, sick, sick. Nothing major, just the fun head cold and coughing variety.
I'm much better now.
Oh, and I got a spanking today.
Somehow that made things MUCH better. Weird how that works.
For some reason Bossman has a thing for the backscratcher. I'm not sure where this came from. We have lots of lovely items that can be used for spanking.
We have a lovely bath brush. We have a great wooden hair brush. (I think that has only been used once or twice) We have paint stirrers and wooden spoons.
But he has to use the backscratcher.
Well, guess I shouldn't complain. The spankings have been rather on the lean side around here. I hope this is a new trend in my household and I will have more to report in the near future.
Isn't it funny how much better sex is after a good spanking?
Also, I've just realized that spanking is good for the abs. My goodness, my abs are sore tonight. I couldn't figure out why and then it dawned on me that the only thing I did different was get a spanking. Then I realized that when he spanks me, I tense my abdomen.
So, I starting thinking about how this could help me lose weight.
I mean, lets just think about this for a minute.
First, there is the whole bending over thing. Right there you are stretching muscles that you probably don't use that often.
Then, there is the whole tightening of the abdomen. I mean, every time he spanked, I was tightening those buggers.
Of course, let's not forget the tightening of the bottom. All that tensing and untensing of the bottom has got to be good for shaping our buns.
I can't forget the arms. The arms stretching and reaching behind to try and block the spanks. Perfect for the bi and triceps. The clutching and unclutching of the pillow as you try and muffle the sounds coming out of your mouth, another great exercise for your arms.
The legs also get a nice workout. The bending is good for the hamstrings and the constant kicking is great cardio.
The spanking alone is great for getting that heart rate up. Just the mere mention of a spanking gets my heart rate going quite nicely.
You know, I've noticed that my toes get a little work out too. They tend to drum upon the carpet while he's drumming upon my behind.
See? If we all had more spankings, we would all be in better shape.
Man, if only the rest of the world knew about this. Think of it. Imagine having a spanking work out video on the market. Imagine going around on talk shows and demonstrating the techniques.
What a world that would be!
I'm much better now.
Oh, and I got a spanking today.
Somehow that made things MUCH better. Weird how that works.
For some reason Bossman has a thing for the backscratcher. I'm not sure where this came from. We have lots of lovely items that can be used for spanking.
We have a lovely bath brush. We have a great wooden hair brush. (I think that has only been used once or twice) We have paint stirrers and wooden spoons.
But he has to use the backscratcher.
Well, guess I shouldn't complain. The spankings have been rather on the lean side around here. I hope this is a new trend in my household and I will have more to report in the near future.
Isn't it funny how much better sex is after a good spanking?
Also, I've just realized that spanking is good for the abs. My goodness, my abs are sore tonight. I couldn't figure out why and then it dawned on me that the only thing I did different was get a spanking. Then I realized that when he spanks me, I tense my abdomen.
So, I starting thinking about how this could help me lose weight.
I mean, lets just think about this for a minute.
First, there is the whole bending over thing. Right there you are stretching muscles that you probably don't use that often.
Then, there is the whole tightening of the abdomen. I mean, every time he spanked, I was tightening those buggers.
Of course, let's not forget the tightening of the bottom. All that tensing and untensing of the bottom has got to be good for shaping our buns.
I can't forget the arms. The arms stretching and reaching behind to try and block the spanks. Perfect for the bi and triceps. The clutching and unclutching of the pillow as you try and muffle the sounds coming out of your mouth, another great exercise for your arms.
The legs also get a nice workout. The bending is good for the hamstrings and the constant kicking is great cardio.
The spanking alone is great for getting that heart rate up. Just the mere mention of a spanking gets my heart rate going quite nicely.
You know, I've noticed that my toes get a little work out too. They tend to drum upon the carpet while he's drumming upon my behind.
See? If we all had more spankings, we would all be in better shape.
Man, if only the rest of the world knew about this. Think of it. Imagine having a spanking work out video on the market. Imagine going around on talk shows and demonstrating the techniques.
What a world that would be!
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