More fun from Photobucket

I had so much fun with the first Photobucket survey that I decided to do another one!

1. Go to www.photobucket.com (don't sign in)
2. Type in your answer to the question in the "search" box
3. Copy the html and paste for the answer.

1. What is your name?


Seriously! That was the first picture that came up! LOL!

2. What is your relationship status?



3. What is your favorite color?




4.Who is your celebrity crush?



5. What will you do tomorrow?



6. What is your favorite Disney princess?



7. What would you splurge on if you won the lottery?



8. What was the last thing you bought?



9. Where is your dream vacation?



10. What cell phone do you have?



11. What do you want to be when you grow up?


12. What do you love most in life?





13. One word to describe yourself?



14. What drives you crazy?



15. What is your favorite food?



16. Least?



17. Something you're really good at?



18. Random picture:



Actually, this is totally me.

19. Biggest fear?



20. Favorite dessert?

Back in the swing of things

First of all, I want to say a huge thank you for all the wonderful comments, emails, and prayers I've gotten from you guys over the past couple of weeks. Trust me when I say that they were a comfort during a very difficult time.

Monday night was a time of reckoning for me. Nick decided that the time had come to deal with all the stuff I had let pile up going far back before I got sick and my papaw died. And he also knew that I needed to release some of the stress of the past few weeks. Morgan fortuitously (?) fell asleep early that evening, leaving hours free for me to try to come up with some effective way to talk him out of it. I don't know if it was just because it had been so long since I'd been spanked (we seem to have gotten into a two month cycle here), but I was very, very scared about this one, to the point that my stomach hurt thinking about getting it.

But, as always, Nick could see that I really needed it, and that I would feel better all around when it was done. He took me upstairs, and I curled up on the bed, feeling very much like I wanted to escape through a hole in the floor. He offered me the option to choose my own implement, but when I balked at doing anything at all to help the event progress, he pulled out the Buster Paddle from Leather Thorn. He nudged me onto my stomach, gave me one good whack over my jeans, then pulled them down, along with my panties. He got a good grip on me and began to spank me in earnest.

I was a big baby about the whole thing. I was crying hard almost from the beginning, and at one point I managed to fight my way out of his grip. That's never a good idea, and he started counting. This always makes me feel like a little kid, but I was back in position before three, knowing from experience that I didn't want to cross that line. I got about 500 swats, bawling the whole time, and when those were done, he informed me that my little break for freedom had earned me an extra 20. Okay, disobeying during a spanking is not a smart thing, and those 20 were some of the hardest I've ever had.

I spent at least as much time sobbing into my pillow afterwards as I spent getting paddled, and Nick held me and let me cry it out. Eventually he got up, told me he was going downstairs, and that when I got myself together I could pull my pants up and join him. Very soon I followed that advice, although it was a while before I was collected enough to stop sniffling and start being a reasonable adult again. When he got me to smile again, Nick said, "There's my little butterfly." That got a raised eyebrow, and he smiled and explained that when I'm in need of a spanking I curl up in a cocoon so to speak, and it takes me a bit after I'm spanked to really open back up again.

He's right of course, but afterwards I'm always so embarrassed for several reasons - that I did something to earn a punishment, that I'm thirty years old and getting spanked on my bare bottom, that I didn't handle it with dignity and dry eyes, that despite kicking and screaming, fighting and crying, begging and promising, I'm still overcome and spanked hard and thoroughly. When it's been a while since I've been in that position, I start to think, Hey, this whole thing seems pretty silly - what am I thinking asking him to spank me for stuff? Who does that?

The answer of course is that lots of very cool people do it, awesome people who happen to be my very good friends. And the thing is, it never seems silly to me when I think of Eva, or Grace, or PK, or Cassie, or all the awesome folks I've met online. It seems perfectly natural that they do it. It just seems silly for me, because these are my needs, and well, I'm a little weird, right? When I tried to explain this to him, he had a very simple answer that was exactly what I needed to hear, and pretty much closed the door on it: "Don't apologize for who you are."

Nick has been so amazing with being a DD husband, and I can feel how very far we've come since he agreed to give this a try a little over four years ago. I've managed to mostly get a handle on my insecurities, and that's absolutely due to his support and acceptance and willingness to meet my needs in our marriage, even if they weren't always a comfortable fit for him. I'm very, very blessed to have such an incredible husband.

I'm still feeling a bit sore, and I've got a pretty good bruise on the outside of my left cheek where the edge of the paddle was landing, but I feel so much better in general, and so much more able to get things with the house back under control. Thank you, sweetheart, for loving me the way that you do.

Sad news and spanko stuff

Last night my papaw passed away. I'm afraid it wasn't an easy passing. He spent the last few hours of his life gasping for breath. He had been diagnosed with emphysema several years back, and the last few months he'd gotten progressively worse. He came down with pneumonia a few weeks ago, and he just wasn't strong enough to fight it off. Right now I'm still sort of in the numb stage, although I know it will hit me soon enough.

On the DD side of things, I very definitely have a "seriously, look at this house" spanking coming, although I'm sure it will be postponed until we get past this latest crisis.

On a lighter note, I came across a couple of really cute spanko things. I got this reversible blindfold in Target's Valentine's Day merchandise. (Sorry for the blurry photo quality - one side says "I like it spicy" and the other side says "I like it sweet") It came with four chocolate bars, two sweet and two spicy. The spicy ones had chili powder in them, and let me just say, in this case "I like it sweet." Chili chocolate is not for me!

And in the "I can't believe I found it at Wal-Mart category", I picked up this awesome St. Patrick's Day card. I'm dying to wear the button on the front of it!

Meme from Eva

Yay! All my Photobucket pictures came back! And in celebration (okay, just because it looked fun), I'm going to do this meme I got from Eva.

1. What is your occupation? Mom, wife, and company bitch apparently.

2. What color are your socks right now? Invisible since I'm not wearing any.

3. What are you listening to right now? Morgan trying to decide what earrings she wants to wear.



4. Last thing you ate? chocolate pudding


5. Can you drive a stick shift? Yup


6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
Why,
of course!

7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? My friend L

8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Definitely!

9. How old are you? 30

10. Favorite drink? Sweet tea

11. What is your favorite sport to watch? I'm not much of a sports fan.

12. Have you ever dyed your hair? Yes

13. Pets?
One very cute puppy

14. Favorite food?
Prime rib sandwich

15. What was the last movie you watched? Knocked Up

16. What was the last book you read? Romeo, a book I read about 10 years ago and I'm rereading now.

17. What happened to 17?

18. What was your favorite toy as a child? My army of dolls

19. What is your favorite season? Fall

20. Hugs or kisses?
Both!

21. Cherries, Blueberries or Strawberries? Strawberries and blueberries.

Okay, seriously...

Now I have...strep throat. Ugh! Okay, so this has been a bad month for me. And even better than the strep, guess what happened this morning. I went in to work because I missed Thursday and Friday and am out of sick time. Well, technically I have like 4 more days of paid sick time this year, but not with my department. See the way my company works, all your sick time for the year resets on your hire anniversary date, which for me was in December. But in my department, you don't get your time back until one year after you use it. In other words, if you miss 5 days with the flu in November 2007, you don't have permission to use the 5 days again until November 2008, despite the fact that everything resets with the company in December 2007.

So anyway, I don't have another sick day free up until next month, according to the department guidelines, so I went on and went in today, doctor's note in hand. And they sent me home, kindly informing that they'll be writing me up for missing today. Arrrggghhh! I mean seriously, I don't want to be there infecting everyone, but if they say I can't miss without getting written up, what can I do? So I figured that at least if I went in and they made the decision to send me home, then they couldn't write me up for it. Ha! Sometimes my job drives me insane. It's a good company, with good benefits, and I don't want to go somewhere else, but I would loooove to change departments!

Anyhoo, that's what's been happening in my life since I last posted. Anything else? Hmmm...Morgan got to go skating for the first time Sunday afternoon. Her best friend's parents took her (and her best friend of course), and she had a blast, which made me happy, but kind of sad too that I didn't get to be there to see it.

Valentine's Day was pretty quiet for us. I got Nick a tattoo, although it was less of a Valentine's gift than just something he wanted. It was a good day though.

My papaw is not doing well at all. He's been battling pneumonia for a bit now, and it's weakened him to the point where they feel like it's only a matter of time before we lose him. I have mixed emotions on this. I have found that when I lose someone like this, my grandmothers, my other grandfather, Nick's mom, I end up in a state of suspended emotion until they are actually gone. When I lost my grandmother a couple of years ago I really thought I was prepared. She was in her nineties, in very poor health, and definitely better off once she passed. And it was awful to see the physical and emotional toll taking care of her put on my parents. But when it came time to bury her, everything crashed inside me, and it hit me a lot harder than I was expecting.

I feel like I'm facing the same with my papaw. While he's not quite 80 yet, he is in very poor health, no quality of life at all, just confined to a bed right now, and more often than not he's not aware of his surroundings. When he is, he's very upset to be so sick, and he's made my mom promise not to ever put him on a respirator. With the pneumonia, that may become a very real issue. My parents are both run ragged, one of them out there with him almost all the time, and it's tearing at my mom to see him in this shape. At this point he will be in a much better place when he passes, and while I don't want that to happen, I also don't want to see him suffer, and my mom with him.

In other news, one of my very dear friends is facing a divorce. In fact she had to file the papers on Valentine's Day. When I say she had to file, I mean that literally. Her husband has gotten into some very serious drugs, and he's become a danger to her and their three year old daughter. She's had numerous problems with him in the past, but it's mostly been infidelity before. This time when he told her he didn't want to be a part of the family anymore (followed by the "I've been doing crack for a year" revelation), she told him to go. Still, she's understandably struggling with all of this, and I (and she) would appreciate any prayers for their situation.

As far as spanking goes, if you took a look at my house, you could see that I've got one heck of one owed to me, but so far I've been too sick to do anything to me but bring me medicine. Hope things are better for you guys!

I promise I'm not dead!

Hey, guys. I know it must have looked like I'd fallen off the face of the earth, but I promise I'm still here. I've been sick for one, although I'm pretty much through that. Right now we're having some issues with my laptop, so I've really only had access through work - definitely not a friendly environment for posting and surfing. Also, my Photobucket account has exceeded it's bandwith for the month, so my blog looks like it's under construction. Hopefully we'll get it all fixed very soon and I'll be back up and running. Thank you so much for all your sweet thoughts and comments. I miss you all!

Sick

Sorry it's been so quiet on here lately, everyone. I've been down with the flu, and most nights I've just fallen right into bed as soon as I got home. Hopefully I'll be back up to posting soon.

New Leather Thorn Name This Paddle Contest

John from Leather Thorn Paddles is holding another Name This Paddle Contest. This one is a beauty, and very wicked looking! We have a couple if John's pieces, and he does exceedingly high quality work. Pop over and check out the contest, and order something for Valentine's Day while you're there. You won't regret it!

Cool Meme

Someone sent me this meme, and I thought it was really neat. There were a few questions that were a bit too personal to be answered on here, so I substituted a few that would be more apt here. WEG.


1) Answer the questions below.
2) Take each answer and type it into Photobucket.com
3) Take a picture from the first page of results and post (use the HTML code or else it won’t post).
4) You cant copy the persons answers who posted this before you!

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1. The Age you will be on your next Birthday .

2. A place you would like to travel.

3. Your Favorite Place( Somewhere you've been).

4. Your Favorite Object.

5. Your Favorite Food.

6. Your Favorite Animal.

7. Your Favorite Color.

8. Your dream job.

9. Your dream car.

10. The Name of your Pet.

11. The 1st name of your current love.

12. Your nickname.

13. A bad habit of yours.

14. Your 1st Job.

15. Your Grandmother's Name .

16. Your Favorite Book.

17. Your Favorite Band.

18. Your Favorite character.

19. Your favorite thing to do.

20. Your favorite implement.

21. Your favorite position.

Yay!!! Spanking!!!

I got a spanking! I got a spanking! I got a spanking!

And now I'll quit dancing around and post about it. Last night my mom kept Morgan overnight. She was out of school for the holiday today (Martin Luther King Jr. Day for those of you across the pond), and rather than have me drop her off there at six AM on my way to work this morning, Mom and Dad just picked her up here on their way home from church yesterday evening.

That left Nick and me with some unexpected time alone. My amazing husband decided that he'd been neglecting ny bottom, and so yesterday once he found out we'd have the night to ourselves he took every opportunity to give me little previews of his plans for bedtime. We had a late dinner at Waffle House and headed home, where we wasted no time at all getting naked together. He pulled me over his knee and gave me a wonderful long, hard, sexy bare bottom hand spanking, just what I needed to get me back in the spanking game. There was lots of other lovely stuff as well, and I slept very soundly last night.

Today I was deliciously sore and I can't wait until I can return the favor by spending a night concentrating on his needs. And on top of all that, he came home today with another gift card for The Chop House, having won last week's contest at work too! What an awesome husband!

Thank you, Baby!

A Date

Okay, so there's no spanking going on here. I mean none. For like two months now. So if you're looking for spanking stories, you might want to go elsewhere. But if you're interested in hearing about my actual real live grown up date with my husband, then you've come to the right place!

Tonight Nick took me to my very favorite restaurant,The Chop House! He won a $50 gift card there at work for turning the most man hours - see what an awesome hard working man he is! And I have been seriously feeling the stress of the last few months, so tonight he handled all the baby sitting arrangements and took me out for the world's best prime rib sanwich and stuffed mushrooms. Oh, and blackberry cobbler with ice cream! Yum! And so we completely stuffed ourselves and pretty much rolled ourselves out of there. And we did it all totally kid-free! Not that we don't adore Morgan and want to spend all our time with her. It's just that sometimes, well, we like to spend some time without her. And so that's the story of my lovely, yummy, grown-up night out.