21 Oct
… I’m beginning to feel like I’m trying in vain to hold down grad classes, undergrad classes, life, and a blog.
Oh and it’s been icky float away down the river rainy today. …and I had to crawl outta bed at 9 something to clean up cat poop on the carpet in the bathroom (I went to be at 3 am)…
15 Oct
While looking at Facebook I remembered I probably needed to run a load of laundry (especially since J. found me some new sweatshirts at Target and got himself a new pair of jeans in a size that fits). So, I go to check the dirty clothes hamper… lots of jeans. I confirm J. is still in regular leave house clothes (jeans/etc) and so I tell J….
“Will you take off your clothes for me?”
“Ohhhkay!” So, he heads down the hall to the bedroom (he had been at the other end of the hall)… and somehow I’m in front of him.
Suddenly I find myself bent over the edge of the bed being spanked, underwears being pulled down to be spanked some more… then, and only then, does he proceed to try on his new pair of jeans. (Yes, I’d already been pantsless.)
So, I must remember this, asking J. to take off his clothes means I might get a spanking.
15 Oct
I’m making soup so I’m doing homework at table, not desk in computer room. Well Leya (black and white one) decided she wanted pets… Then the browns (Tank and Murphy) decided they were obviously missing something….
… Couple minutes later everyone left. Probably once they figured out I definitely wasn’t giving out tasty noms.
And it published the pics in opposite order.
13 Oct
It just so happens that it’s 5 minutes after midnight and it’s October 13 (as I start this) and I remembered Love Our Lurkers Day in time to make a post about it. When Bonnie first sent the email I wasn’t sure I should take the time since last year was less than stellar since I did it last minute…. school made it hard. School’s making it hard this year. I’m not even going to bother begging!
So, I’d like to take this time to ask any people who have stuck around to say a little something … hi is good… as well as any new people who have more recently decided I talk about interesting enough stuff to read. Did that make sense? no? Good. Just comment. It’s awesome to see comments and just because I don’t respond doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate! So, comment.
You’ll make a frazzled college student who’s had a lack of sex, spankings, sub space, and submission, in her life recently, happy. It’s the little things that count towards happiness don’t ya know.
Do you like the green theme? Should I change it? Should I have more of anything? Less of anything? (I added something for categories.) Sorry, you probably can’t convince me to stop the lolcats. (chuckle) Even feel free to suggest scary sounding things for J. to do to my ass! …within reason of course!
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I apologize if I fouled up RSS feeds for people. I didn’t know until just now that time on wordpress blogs needs manually adjusted for daylight savings time. Now I’ll be posting at the time I think I’m posting at! I had to mess with some stuff to get this post to show up when/how/etc that I wanted it too.
12 Oct
The time and energy were found for a spanking Sunday night. Sex too, and a little bit of blow job. And me bent over the edge of the bed, blue butt plug inserted, while J. used the Hitachi to make me come.
The spanking was fierce I thought. Lots of crop. Lots of moans and gasps out of me. It felt more like how I remembered spankings to be. I was kind of surprised my ass wasn’t sore today from it. I probably need a longer spanking for that. Part of me is wishing I could have a nice sore ass to distract me in some of my more annoying classes….
I’d go into all kinds of nice details if I could… but I’m too tired. School this semester is lots of reading and writing. It seems to effect my time and interest in blogging! Scary thought huh?
I can say one thing for sure though. We needed it. I was honest and told him he needed to lead… sex was the last thing on my mind but my body was more than happy for it to be the first thing. The drought has definitely ended. Now we just need to find time and energy to make sure the drought doesn’t continue!
I think I might somehow finagle a new toy purchase… one has been planned for months and months and months.
I’ve probably made you suffer through enough of my tired disjointed thoughts and be done before I dig a deeper hole?
11 Oct
It finally happened! Friday night J. came home from work early… like he suddenly announced he was leaving work (on IM) and I was like “Oh, I should go shower then huh?”
I was naked when he got home. He decided that meant it was a good time for a spanking. Damn it’s amazing what a month of no spankings does! How come his hand didn’t soften up and get more sensitive?
That’s right. He just started in on spanking, swinging his arm as hard as he could. Well, it felt that way anyways. I was a little very much surprised…. and a tiny bit happy but sure as hell not gonna admit it! That spanking hurt and I bet I ouched and squirmed and whimpered way more than is normal.
Then you wouldn’t believe what happened next! (Actually you can guess based on the title of this post!) Yup. He decided I was going to get my birthday spanking. Now?! Now?! I whined and moaned. He insisted. He said I’d have to count every swat. Every swat. (I couldn’t count by twos, I asked.) If I missed a swat, it would mean starting over.
<insert more whining and moaning>
And counting. And a few gasps. And lots and lots and lots of swats with the paddle. Well, actually 30 swats exactly. He was nice to me. I said it wasn’t as bad as I remembered it to be. But, still. And I was glad he was nice to me. If he’d like 30 swats of the paddle go… in… well… whatever you want to call that… I’d have been crying I think.
So it took over a month, but, it happened.
Oh yes. This was before we went out to dinner… the sort of dinner that’s nice and relaxed and not about just getting dinner over with and going back home. It was also celebration for me getting accepted for grad school starting next semester. (I feel it necessary to point out grad school is the same school I’m at now and I’d probably have to leave out paperwork to not get admitted… but, anyways.) Regardless of anything, everything, etc, it’s still recognition of sorts.
Yay! I got two spankings this weekend. Oh, I haven’t told you about the other one yet! *grin* On a somewhat related note, it must be hard to spank someone while applying the hitachi to said person. Or at least J. seemed to have a little bit of issue. (thank god!)
7 Oct
I forgot to schedule it last night… and since I crawl outta bed near 11 now… well yea…
No one knows anyone like this!
5 Oct
That’s what I wanted by the end of the day. A do over.
Period from hell. Day 2. What’s up with that?
Nausea.
Skipped class. Had to.
And the fucking toilet clogged. I went to the evil empire store for a plunger. Plunger was still a cheap variety. So I couldn’t be at home cause our one working toilet didn’t work.
Add nausea. Add mood swings. Add inability to focus on anything. Wow I had a shitty day.
Add mood swings from lack of food.
Thankfully I had farmville! Oh, and I watched the pilot of Stargate:Universe. Sierra? Watch if you haven’t! (And if J. doesn’t catch up on Fringe soon I might need someone to talk about the show with!)
I still have homework due tomorrow I’d like to be able to finish tonight. Writing assignments.
J. finally got home only like an hour and a half later than normal (late from work and then errands afterwards). He came home with the appropriate type plunger. He fixed toilet. He cleaned up bathroom. He made me dinner. (Luckily the pork chops were already cooked and just needed reheated.)
He took me to Whole Foods after dinner so I could get some snacks and bison jerky for class tomorrow (and vitamins). After the grocery store trip I had another half of pork chop. Hungry again. So yea, nausea went away by mid afternoon/evening.
For anyone interested, I’m trying increased calcium, vitamin E, and a little more vitamin b (in a complex) to help with period/pms/etc. (I can’t do the pill for a variety of reasons.) I am going to aim for increasing calcium through diet with some supplements instead of all supplements.
Things are better. Husbands are nice. Cats are noisy. I have to go do homework.
2 Oct
Since J. is busy tomorrow and between that and homework I knew the cleaning up of the patio I wanted done last weekend wouldn’t get done thus weekend, I did it today. There’s a lanscaping bag full of old pots, dead plants, and tired dirt. Lots of empty pots now. Pictures are a result of my hour of hard work. It was also a way for me to spend time outside. It was beautiful today!
Probably more later, J.’s work picked the week before my period should be starting to have shit happen. I’m still waiting for him to get home. He’ll have to be there till 11 again to hit a 12 hour+ day since he was there till 11 last night and was allowed to go in late this morning.
The lack of sex, spankings, or fun in general, isn’t even the issue right now… Right now I just miss seeing my husband. *sigh*
Anyone watch Fringe? Oh, and no one mention that h word. It starts with home and ends with work.
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