My favorite stat

I found this lovely gem in my stats today. I must confess, I don't know anything about the city of Bratislava or the greater region of Bratislavsky, but they sound promising don't they?

Happy Mother's Day!

Just a quick note...

In the last few days I've had a couple of comments left that were each just a link to a blog. They were actually both kind of interesting, albeit neither were about spanking, but I've removed both comments for one reason: these were blatant attempts to sneak links in without asking me. Now if you've read my blog at all, you know I'm very generous about linking other spanko bloggers. And I have a few links up that aren't to spanking blogs/sites at all. If you feel like I'd be interested in putting your link up, just email me. The link to do so is right there on the right. But please, don't drop a comment just to promote your link. I consider that spamming. If you email me and give me the chance to make the decision, I just might add your site, but if you try to sneak it in, it's going to get deleted.

Links

I've got another link update for you, guys. Included among them, I want to point out, is a blog by a regular commenter here, Paul666*. I'll get the permanent links up very soon.

Angel's Musings

Bratty's World

Curvaceous Dee

Everyday Erotic Moments

Heart Shaped Padlock

Just a Girl in short shorts talking about whatever

Living with Spanking

Mixed Blessings

On My Own

* Tan Her Hide

Gratitude Tuesday - Postponed

I've not forgotten, guys - it's just been a stressful, lonely day, and I'm struggling a bit with the subject manner. I know I have tons to be thankful for, and I am. I just need a day to not think.

Happy Birthday, Grace!!!

Happy Birthday, Grace! We love you!

Ahhhh...

Last night I got that spanking - it was just what I needed! Poor Nick - he injured his spanking hand at work Thursday. A car frame they were working on fell off its support, and he got some pretty bad scrapes and cuts. I offered to postpone until he was all healed, but he sensibly pointed out that he has two hands, not to mention the lovely leather strap.

I just have to point out that he's no slouch with his opposite hand. It didn't take long for him to get my butt nicely toasted, and the strap was just icing on the cake. There was a lot of teasing and stroking, and very quickly I was ready for him to take me.

It's so much nicer to ask for a spanking before it becomes necessary!

Hooray for Memes!

I was tagged by MaggieDear. Yay! I love getting tagged!

Question number 1: What are three of the stupidest things you've done in your life?
Oooo - started smoking.
Started smoking again. ( I want to point out that I also quit again)
Went totally crazy with my spanking fetish with Nick when I first opened up to him. It really put a wedge between us, and it certainly tabled spanking for a long time.

Question number 2: At the current moment, who has the most influence on your life? Morgan - getting her to school and back, feeding, bathing, helping with homework, parties at school - the busy years are beginning.

Question number 3: If you were given a time machine that functioned, and you were allowed to only pick five people to dine with, who would you pick? My maternal grandmother, Nick's mom, Nick's maternal grandmother, my uncle, and me at age 15 when I was living in despair, convinced I would never have a boyfriend, let alone an amazing husband like Nick. (Okay, maybe I'm taking some liberty with that last one, but somebody really needed to give that girl some hope).

Question number 4: If you had three wishes that were not supernatural, what would they be?
To know 100 % that any children I will ever have will grow up to be healthy, happy, and saved.
Financial freedom.
To live a long, healthy, peaceful life with Nick by my side, then pass peacefully away together in our sleep when we're very old.

Question number 5: Someone is visiting your hometown/place where you live at the moment. Name two things you regret your city not having, and two things people should really avoid.

I wish we had a beach and a fantastic mall. I'd advise they avoid the mountains on July 4th, because it will take till August to get through the traffic, and the east side of town late at night.

Question number 6: Name one event that has changed your life.Having my daughter.

Question number 7: Is not a question. It's a command. Tag five other people.

I tag Bonnie, Lady Calliah, Grace, Ree, and Emeraldeyes.

Seriously...

I need a spanking. Not just want, although I do, but NEED. I need a long, hard, stressbuster that takes me out of myself. I've not done anything to deserve a punishment, but I know that let go, I would eventually be in that situation, so I've asked for a hard good girl one, with his hand to start, and perhaps the strap, to realign me. And I'm sure there will be sex afterwards (I certainly hope anyway!), but I need the spanking itself to be all business. He's agreed, although I'm not sure when it will happen. He's on shift right now, which means 12 hour days through tomorrow, and tonight is Lost night, so we'll likely just veg out in front of the TV. But I sure hope it happens before too long!

Gratitude Tuesday - Round Two

I'm going to do Gratitude Tuesday again, but this time it will be a little less structured for me. I loved going through the alphabet, but I think I'd kill myself trying to come up with another round of X's!

SO...today I want to express my gratitude for the big things in my life:

My God - He's everything to me, and He has blessed me with a beautiful life.

Nick - I can't even describe how much I love him - he's my heart!

My daughter - Again, I have no words to adequately describe how much I cherish her.

My parents - They love me, they raised me right, they help me out with whatever they can, whenever I need them, and after almost 39 years of marriage, they still love each other madly. What an amazing example I've had!

My brothers - Life would be so much less full without these two precious boys who've grown into strong, smart, funny, hardworking men.

Nick's family - I lucked out in the in-law lottery. When I hear the horror stories other people have to tell, I shudder - and thank God I love mine!

Spanking - Okay, okay, you didn't think I was going to forget it, did you? It's part of me, and even better, a part of me that gets fed on a regular basis! It's brought me sexual satisfaction, peace in my marriage, and all of you guys!

Happy Gratitude Tuesday!

In Memorium

Beautiful Music

I'm seriously thinking about getting a tattoo sometime this year, and I want a Celtic design. I have the one I'll most likely end up with, but today I was looking online at some different knots, and I came across these lovely dulcimer hammers. Imagine the amazing marks you could end up with!

Happy Birthday Nick and Morgan!

I want to wish a very, very, very Happy Birthday to the man I love and the beautiful daughter he gave me!

Latest Link Update

It's link update time again!

AlexSuze

From My Other Side: Where Anything Goes

Incessantly spanked

Leaving a Welt

lessa{D}

Only Truths

Luna's Journey

My Journey

Amber Pixie Wells

The Adams Collection

The Domestics Of Life

The House Of Richard Windsor

Tiny Miranda

My Talk With Tiggr

Tiggr recently interviewed me for her wonderful blog A Spanking Good Time. You can read the interview here - thanks, Tiggr!

Attitude Adjusted...

For some reason, every so often, I get melancholy. Part of it I think is when money is tight, because I have a hard time putting that worry away. That's the case right now, between birthdays, a recent air-conditioner repair bill, and my sister in law's upcoming wedding, which is going to require a tux, a bridesmaid dress, and a flower girl dress out of our small budget, not to mention a wedding gift. Of course that's a joyous occasion, and one we're thrilled to be a part of, but it's a bit hard on the bank account.

Anyway, I've felt my attitude sinking lately, and today Nick had had enough. We went to get his hair cut, and after he was done he asked me to set up an appointment for myself. Now his haircuts don't cost us anything, because his stepmom is a hairstylist, and she refuses to charge us. Because it only takes about 15 minutes to cut his hair, we don't argue, but I always insist she take at least something for cutting mine, because it takes considerably longer, and she could be doing full paying customers during the time she spends on me. I balked at setting up an appointment for myself, because I felt like we had more important things to spend our money on than my hair. I didn't spell out my reasons in front of his stepmom, but I did argue with him that I didn't need a cut.

When we got home he got out the evil fish paddle. It's been a while since I've been spanked with it, ironically enough because it's his favorite implement. There's a small crack in it, and he hasn't wanted to break it. However, fortunately or not, it doesn't require much force at all to hurt like hell, especially on a bare bottom. And so, despite my very reasonable attempts to talk him out of it, he yanked down my jeans and panties and blistered my bottom until I was sobbing, begging, and promising to be a beam of submissive sunshine forever more.

When he felt like my attitude had been sufficiently adjusted he put down the paddle and held me until I cried myself out. When my tears had dried, his hands began exploring, and we started to reconnect. My sexual needs for spanking are always strongest after a punishment has been meted out and an issue resolved, and I asked him to use his hand on me. He spanked me long and hard with his hand, much harder than with the paddle, but I barely felt it, and it wasn't longer before I was flying.

All in all I feel much better.

An Unexpected Horror

Gratitude Tuesday will resume next week. Today I just want to take a moment to remember those affected by yesterday's horror at Virginia Tech. My prayers go up for those injured and for the families of those lost in an unspeakable tragedy.

Time Off...

I'm on vacation this week - hooray! I'm taking off yesterday through the 24th, which is Nick and Morgan's birthday. My baby will be six, and my other baby will be 28. We don't have any big plans other than perhaps a cookout if all this rain finally moves out, and a small party for Morgan at school. However, Nick and I are really looking forward to some time alone together. He's off through Thursday of this week, and we're going to take advantage of the hours Morgan will be in school to spend some husband and wife time. It will be wonderful to have some time together, and I'm very much looking forward to getting his birthday spanking!

A Few New Links...

I have a few new links for you. Check out:

The Trouble With Emma

Cherry Red Report

Kinky On Campus

Spankaholic's Journal

Gratitude Tuesday - Z

It's the big finale! Gratitude Tuesday Z!

Zippers - Can't argue with this one. Zippers are handy things indeed!

Zeppelin - as in Led Zeppelin. Not everyone's a fan, but I've always liked them.

Zebras - Hard to not like an animal that goes with everything!

Zaftig - a lovely adjective in my opinion, and one that fits me well.

Zero - There's something comforting about such an absolute starting point.

Zoo - I've always loved the zoo, and I need to take Morgan back sometime soon.

Zoophabets - by Robert Tallon. It was my favorite book from the school library when I was little. When my old school retired some well worn books a few years ago I bought it, complete with an old library card bearing the signature of a five-year old me.

Happy Gratitude Tuesday!

But seriously...

Happy Easter!

Lovely, lovely...

I haven't forgotten about Gratitude Tuesday - I just had a bit on my mind that day.


I promise to make it up next week.


Last night was lovely indeed. There was spanking, there was sex, there were orgasms. I ♥ my husband!

So here's what happened...

Okay, I really did do something stupid. Stupid and dangerous. Not intentional, but stupid and dangerous just the same. Okay, here's what happened...

Last Monday I fixed dinner, which involved browning some ground beef. Dinner, by the way was very tasty, but that's irrelevant. Anyway, this past Sunday morning (six days later), I went to church by myself because Nick and Morgan overslept. While I was at church Nick got up and started straightening up a bit. He was cleaning off the stove, and there was a large glass bowl that had been left sitting on the back eye. When he went to move it, he burned his hand. Apparently when I finished cooking, I hadn't gotten the eye turned all the way off, and it had been turned on low for six days. The rest of the week dinner had either been eaten out, grilled, or baked, and I'd had no reason to use the stovetop since. I was absolutely sick when he told me about it. Obviously I would never have left the stove on on purpose, and it made me weak to think of what could've happened. Thank God it was a glass bowl on it and not something flammable.

That night when we went to bed he told me he was going to spank me when he got home from work the next day. To be honest, if he hadn't decided to do it on his own, I very probably would've asked him to. I was feeling pretty guilty.

All day Monday I thought about what was going to happen, and by the time I got home I was - well, maybe not ready, but at least determined to take what I had coming. I hadn't been paddled in a while, and I knew it would be awful no matter what, but I knew I deserved it and I was determined to be obedient about it. When Nick got home I had Morgan down for a nap and dinner in the oven. However, just as he started to get unwound from the day, a buddy of his called needing his help, and he had to leave for a bit. By the time he got back, Morgan was up and dinner was getting cold. We heated up dinner and ate, then Morgan needed some play time with us, and before we knew it it was past bedtime.

I told Nick I was going upstairs to bed, knowing that if he was going to do it, it would be then. Sure enough, he followed me up within a few minutes, but parenting being what it is, just as he was looking for an implement, Morgan decided that cartoons weren't nearly as interesting as whatever Mom and Dad were up to, and she decided to join us. It was pretty late anyway, so Nick decided to postpone it. He promised me that it was definitely going to happen when he got home the next night. It was both a frustration and a relief to er, put it on the back burner for the night.

And so yesterday I found myself once again spending the day thinking about the spanking I was going to get and vacillating between wanting to keep putting it off and wanting it over already! By the time the day was done all my nerve had fled, to the point that I actually called Nick and asked if, instead of giving me a spanking, he could make me write an essay about what I'd done wrong and why it was so serious. That went over like a lead balloon because, well, I generally like to write. To be fair though, I told myself that if he agreed to the essay, but in addition to the spanking, I'd take both without arguing.

He brought dinner home with him, and he decided we would eat before he spanked me. While we were eating, it was storming out, and the lights went out for a minute. This sort of thing totally freaks Morgan out, even though they came right back on. So when we were finished eating, Nick turned on her favorite cartoon, got her a flashlight, and spent ten minutes reassuring her that the storm had passed, the lights were going to stay on, and that if by some freak occurrence they didn't, she had the flashlight.

Then he took me upstairs. I lay on the bed, and he got out Jokari and told me to pull down my pants. I lowered my jeans, and he pulled my panties down too. He spent some time lecturing me about the awful things that my carelessness could've caused, and told me I was going to get 100 swats. Because he paused after every twenty or so swats, the spanking wasn't as bad as it could've been, but it was still awful. He was mindful of the fact that it had been a while since I'd been paddled, but even so, as always, the last ten swats were hard enough to make me gasp.

When it was done he cuddled me a bit, told me he was sorry he'd had to spank me, apologized that I'd had to wait, and assured me the if it ever happens again the spanking I'll get will make this one look like a warm-up. I told him how very sorry I was that I'd screwed up in such a potentially disastrous way, and promised him that it would never ever happen again. My bottom was a bit blistered, and I asked him if he would rub it for me. He did, briefly, followed by a few good hard smacks with his hand. By that point I was feeling better, loved, disciplined, and forgiven, and his hand felt just right. I snuggled closer and asked him to keep going. He started spanking me again.

I'd love to tell you that this continued for half an hour, followed by torrid lovemaking. Unfortunately, Morgan decided just then that she'd had absolutely enough of this being left downstairs when the lights could just go off willy-nilly, and she let out a mournful wail. With a sigh Nick went down to check on her and left me to pull up my panties. By the time I got them up and got under the covers, Morgan came bounding up the stairs and jumped into bed with me. Nick locked the doors and turned out the lights and came up too. Our attention reclaimed, Morgan was sweet, loving and snuggly, and Nick and I locked hungry eyes over her head.

Tonight. Definitely tonight...

Eeep!

I'm getting spanked when Nick gets home. I did something stupid. I'm going to go take a nap - I can't stand this waiting.