Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year Blogland! This year was wonderful, I know next year will be even better! Thank you for all the advice you've given and all the support :) I had no idea all of you were here, but I'm so glad you are! 

Be safe and have a wonderful NYE!! :) 


Saturday, December 29, 2012


One thing I've wondered about lately... Where do you buy your implements?  We live in a small town. There are a few sexxxxy type shops somewhat near here, but I'm about 2 hours away from a major city. There is a lingerie store (dirtier kinkier?) than Victoria's Secret that's about 10 minutes from here, but I've never been there. I'd have to drive a little over an hour to get to a self-proclaimed "adult superstore."

Or are they an online preferable purchase items? I have googled, but I don't know what to look for. I don't want to be too brave and purchase something we aren't ready for. I don't even own a wooden hairbrush (yet) or wooden spoon!

And then do I go by myself? Do we go together? Does he go alone? I'm not really modest about things, but I have zero experience with shopping at these places. I don't want to feel intimidated, but I don't want to order online and have no clue of what I'm buying. Even when I'm shopping for vanilla, everyday things I like to see them. I like to examine other options and compare.

We rarely have time alone together, but is it worth it to get a sitter and go to a store? We are actually going to a big city tomorrow together to a NFL game!! I'm so excited. We haven't been in a while, I was pregnant or had a brand-newborn last football season, so that wasn't an option. Maybe I should google a store near there and try to go by after the game? I don't know if he'd be up for that, though.

If we were to go, what do we even look at?! I don't even know where to start. I've read many posts about how implements are different for different couples; that one thing isn't as painful or severe for some as it is others. I don't know. So many options and not many places to go near me.

I guess any and all advice is appreciated! :)


Friday, December 28, 2012


I need to get back to normal. I feel like everything is still kind of floating and spinning around me, but I'm not spinning with it. The kids are staying up so late, there's not much "us" time, no real maintenance since the bean bag chair. It's only been two days, but it feels like longer. 

The consistency seems to be lacking.  I'm not sure how I haven't spiraled out yet. Usually, by now my body mind is craving attention and acts out to get it. In our pre-domestic discipline days, we would've had a huge blowout by now. I have no idea how it hasn't happened this time. I wasn't aware of it until just now and I definitely haven't been fighting the urge (like I have in recent history to not start an argument). 

Maybe it's really working.  I think the fact that we haven't had a huge blowout this holiday proves it. I think I just had an epiphany. The realization didn't occur to me until I began writing. 

Emi J at Veiled Obsessions wrote a post about second guessing living this lifestyle. Check out her post Wash, rinse, repeat  I've been there. I second guess all the time, but now with this new realization, maybe I do get it.  I'll have to ask my fireman his opinions. It's much easier to talk to him via text. We stay on topic, even if its a while in between replies. If we try to talk here, we are interrupted, the phone rings, a million other things come up, then we forget what we are talking about.  I still haven't gotten to ask him how he feels about the term submission. 

Our spanking style needs adjustment too. I'll probably regret it at some point, lol, but the feeling doesn't stay very long. I think for it to work in my head, maintenance or punishment, I need that warm bottom feeling to stay longer than just a couple minutes. How does he achieve that? What advice to I give him? I have made the decision to not (or try to not) say ouch or make any comments. Generally it's just a reflex and it really isn't even painful.  I could be making him feel like its really been enough from my comments than him deciding what really needs to be enough. 

And then there's the problem of what he thinks is enough, but I don't? I guess I could tell him and politely ask for more, but I don't want to have to do that every time.  I do want him to be in control and I think me constantly telling him how to perform his role as HoH is undermining his authority. 

I love this blog. I get my thoughts in order and come to new realizations that I hadn't thought about before :) I'm sure ill revisit these topics soon. 


Thursday, December 27, 2012

The bean bag chair :)

Christmas went off here beautifully. I stayed up late waiting for the kids to fall asleep; someone has to greet Santa. ;) My fireman got our presents from his parents' house and I spent forever arranging and rearranging. I know it doesn't matter to the girls (and certainly not the baby) how the presents are arranged, but it does to me. 

My fireman sat in his chair partly watching 24 hours of A Christmas Story and commenting on how we had wayyy too many presents. We have three kids! Honey, that's enough for 10 kids. It is not. Yes, it is. Well, I really didn't go over budget. I got pretty much everything on sale, the majority on Black Friday. It's still too much

It probably was, but I couldn't help it. Pretty much everything went together. I honestly thought I would be getting a Christmas Eve spanking. In fact, I was sure I would once he saw the amount of presents. I didn't though. He must've had some Christmas spirit! 

We spent most of the day hanging out here, opening and assembling stuff for the kids. We visited some family. Oh! Completely left my wallet at a store on Christmas Eve. Almost figured I'd be in trouble for that, too. I wasn't careful and either left it in the buggy or it fell out of my pocket. Turns out, some sweet person turned it in. With the little bit of cash I had in it!! Lucky lucky! I was very grateful! 

Then yesterday we were organizing and trying to get the girls moved to their room upstairs. I'll finally get my bedroom back once we get this done and move the baby into their room.  I was slightly sassy, but not too bad. I think I maybe got one warning. My fireman was working upstairs and we were being flirty. I went up to check on him and got playfully sassy. He gave me a few fun swats, but we were interrupted. 

I came downstairs and set the girls up with their new play doh sets, got them a snack and drink, and got the baby in bed for a nap. I decided I'd let him ask him for some maintenance (which he says was more punishment for my mouth earlier).  I secretly grabbed his little ping pong paddle and took it upstairs. 
I ended up face down in a bean bag chair with my behind presented to him. Ever been spanked in a bean bag chair? It's kinda hot ;) 

We did some other things in the bean bag chair after... I had no idea when I bought him that chair for Christmas so many years ago that it would be used for dd and extras, lol. 

That's quite a submissive position for you and a dominate one for me. I guess so, you like it? I really do. Me too. (I'll have to keep that one on file). Mainly, I just like that he likes it. I like the submissive feeling and him having the control (I think I've said that one or fifty times before, lol). 

I'm not into true D/s.  I like reading some blogs that practice it, I think it's fascinating. But still, not for me.  I could get into playing it for an evening when it's just the two of us, though.  

I'm still working on (and will be for a long while) being submissive. And I still need to ask my fireman his thoughts on the term. After yesterday, especially. 
I wonder if there is a "submit" button like Staples' (or is it OfficeMax?) "Easy" button? 


Monday, December 24, 2012

Merry Christmas!

All of my wonderful, new blog land friends
have a very Merry Christmas!


3 in 24..

I paid for my sassiness and bad attitude, but I completely deserved to. Probably deserved even worse than what I got, but maybe I just have a graceful HoH.  
I posted yesterday (Mindset) that I just didn't feel submissive. I want to be. I want to give him complete control. I trust him with everything that I have, I just still struggle with completely getting my mind right. 

Last night, the girls finally fell asleep around midnight. The baby had fallen asleep much earlier, I think. The girls were just relentless. Drinks, then a snack, potty.. It was endless. Once they were asleep, I knew it was coming. I had just hit publish on my article and laid the iPad down (I know. I guess I haven't learned my lesson that blogger + iPad = disaster).  

I was sitting on our couch and he stood in front of me. What? You know catchy what. Lets go. Um, well, I'm not exactly feeling it right now. Too bad. It's not really your decision. I complied. I really did not want to, but I did. 

I turned around on the couch but didn't really present my behind to him. One last act of defiance, I suppose. Just for the record, I feel terribly about all of this now. One final direction from him... I'm going to let you keep your pants, but you're going to count and after each one, you're going to say thank you. Uh, I don't think so. Oh yes, you are. No, I'm definitely not. On my side, he was definitely bringing up this new rule idea at the worst possible time. On his side, it really didn't matter and he can make whatever rule he wants to.  I refused. (Oh I know. Absolutely dreadful. I'm telling you my mindset was awful last night!)  I did end up apologizing for being so rude about it, before I fell asleep.  I will do it in the future if he truly wants me to. Although, I'd really rather count and then say thank you at the end. 

We had one other problem.. Striking in the exact same place. His preferred implement is kind of similar to a belt. I'm not tiny, but I'm not heavy either. I'm smaller than what is claimed to be average, but I have curves. Definitely not a stick. He says because there's not much real estate back there, it's hard to not strike the same spot.  I got quite a little angry when he got the same place three times in a row. I let him know, too. He finished, and let me know he was done. 

I was still not in the right place. I was closer, but it still wasn't there. He sat down in the chair and I glanced at him. Okay, feedback? He just looked at me for a moment. In my head I was debating on telling him we needed a do-over. We need to approach things differently. Then, suddenly he said, I feel like I need to redo that. We talked about why, talked about a few possibilities of changing things up. My mind was slowly getting to the correct place. 

I think we need more strikes at varied intensities. And maybe also changing up implements. Okay, I can maybe try that. I don't think he's big on the idea though. I almost think he wants a higher intensity, but less strikes. That doesn't help me feel it though. I don't want the warm behind to leave after a few short minutes. I don't want extreme pain, just a happy medium. 

Are you doing it over? I want to. Well, I was going to suggest it also. I'm okay with you redoing as long as you stay away from the one place. He went to get a small paddle (like a child's toy with the ball on the string.. Quite thin, but he likes it). 

No pants this time. Panties? said with a smile. No. Replied with no smile. He proceeded to randomly alternate his hand and the paddle. It helped A LOT. I was completely where I needed to be after that short redo session. My behind was very warm as I crawled into our complimentary warm bed. All night I was aware of the one spot, turns out I have a bruise. I thought maybe it would bother my fireman (I actually bruise easier than I'd like, lol), but he saw it during the redo session. I was actually proud that he kept going!!

Then today we got a quick moment alone at home. He joked about giving me a speedy maintenance session before we left to visit some of my family. Okay, do you really want to? Actually, I do really want to. Okay. Lets go in there  (gestures toward the living room/our bedroom). I started to climb up on the couch, but then realized we were alone! We could use our room! Wherever you're the most comfortable. Aww.  Bed it is! I got 10 not too bad swats with that almost-like-a-belt implement. I asked what about the different implement and different intensities? No, just this for now. Finnnnnnnee. 

So, three spankings in less than 24 hours. I guess it was probably more like 18 hours. That's more than I've ever gotten before. Wonder if I will get Christmas Eve maintenance? I guess we will see.. 

Saturday, December 22, 2012


I didn't think I was going to have a blog post today. I certainly didn't plan to. Sometimes, I'll know what I want to write about as soon as I wake up. Other times, something will happen and that will give me an idea that I'll evolve into a post at some point. 

I fell asleep last night. I should've had a punishment coming for being disrespectful when he arrived home from work yesterday. Read about that on Behaving when I completely jinxed myself. With #1 (our oldest daughter, she's in kindergarten) being on Christmas break, bedtime has gotten a little later.  I knew it was coming, but I ended up falling asleep on the couch waiting for them to go to sleep. 

However, my fireman didn't acknowledge a punishment or maintenance for the evening. I wasn't sure if he would follow through or not. Turns out, he wanted to, but it just didn't happen.  Have I mentioned how I despise delayed punishment?! It drives me crazy... Seeing as how I'm not an HoH and never will be, there's not much I can do about it. 

Then there's my mindset. Sometimes I am ready and completely willing to submit (for lack of a better word) for my maintenance or punishment. I generally know when I'm going to receive one or the other at the end of the day, so I'm ready. Typically I've made peace with it, to some degree. I'm ready to just put it behind us and be on the receiving end of a spanking. 

Other times, not so much. Like right now. He's acknowledged that I have one coming. Part maintenance, part punishment. (That's just how he does it. I know that's different than what others do). We talked earlier about how I assumed he just forgot about things last night. He explained that he didn't, but he just kept waiting for the kids to really sleep.  I just don't have the right mindset at the moment. 

I know dd is good for us. I know it works, especially for us. I just don't know how to get in the right mindset and stay there, especially before a punishment. Honestly, I was hoping writing this would help. I'm unsure it has, but we will see. I can sink into a bad attitude... Quickly. It's like a sinking ship, I'm going down, but my nice self turns into a sassy, almost bratty alternate.  It's not a fun trip for me. I really don't enjoy the sassy attitude, but she doesn't care and hangs around sometimes. 

Fortunately, my fireman can typically deal with her. She hasn't made many appearances since we began ttwd, but I'm afraid she's here now. Someone tell her to back the f#^# off. I believe I know just who will be the one to tell her... The baseball bat in that picture kind of looks like a paddle.... Yikes. 

I dunno. Any suggestions will be gladly appreciated. I'm sure I'll figure it out. If not, I'm pretty sure he'll take care of it. 


Friday, December 21, 2012


***Edit:: this was written 12/20/12.  When I fixed a grammatical error, it moved above the Behaving :) post... And now I can't get it back, lol. 

We don't do otk. Although, for fun spankings I think it would be hot. That position is intimate and would be an instant submissive state for my head. I think. We don't usually use the term submissive. I'll have to send him a text about that to get his thoughts. He'll probably say something like you? Submissive! Ha. Or, he might surprise me. He's been known to do that. Honestly, I'm still surprised he didn't have me committed the very moment after I introduced the idea of domestic discipline to him. 

My fireman said it made him feel weird the one time we did do otk (over the knee, in case you are lost. I think my readers will know otk, but just in case).  We started out with me laying over our bed. That's probably what we both prefer, but with kids, the baby in our room until we get things moved around (hopefully next week!!!), it's impossible to do otb right now. 

We tried going to the basement. Which is pretty ideal if it's during the day/evening and my fireman doesn't want to wait until later to administer any spanking punishment or maintenance.  The only problem with that is stability. Me leaning over the washer (what an image, lol) is hard.. The washer is too high and I'm not wearing my cute sexy, make my legs so much longer heels during a punishment.  I might try that one day.  I'll have to save that in my brain for when things start to get severe? Intense.  Maybe I'll be with sexy shoes the way some women are with wearing new, sexy panties to a spanking.. Especially since my not-helping-much-anyway panties will now be removed. 

Back to my point... There's no surface down in the basement for me to lean over somewhat comfortably. It might take some creativity, but maybe I can work on making something doable for me to lean over if he wants to use the basement. 

Mostly we just use the couch. But, still not like this picture. (But see?!?! that could be hawwwwwt). I put a pillow or two in front of me, lean forward towards the back of the couch, and present my behind.  He usually pulls my clothes/panties down. I haven't had to do that yet.. Except the one time two days can read about that here

My fireman does some swats, too.  It's usually not serious, though. He'll swat anytime. He's pretty much always been that way though. I guess I've always just had a spankable ass ::wink:: Maybe I should've known this was coming? Lol. 

What's your favorite (or least favorite) spanking position? Otk? Otb? Otk? O-T-something else? 


Behaving :)

I wonder if I'll end up jinxing myself with this one? I guess we will see. :) 

First, a big congratulations on surviving the end of the world with me, lol. Except, according to some the time hasn't come yet. To others, the time that it was supposed to happen has already passed. I guess we will see. My thought is.. Leap year. If it were really the end, they didn't account for leap year. Shouldn't we all have gone up in flames a while ago? Oh well. Not important. 

I realized something great this morning when I woke up.  I haven't been in trouble since Sunday! I was actually thinking it may have been longer, but nope, I checked.  Still though, that many days is good for me :) I usually start getting.. out of hand? I don't know what terminology to use, but I guess out of sorts. I think knowing he doesn't feel well and knowing there is impending maintenance helps.
On the maintenance front, my fireman hasn't been feeling very well =\  Our daily maintenance hasn't happened the way we thought it would at the beginning of the week. He has been so exhausted by the end of the day, plus feeling bad made it worse. But, I'm hoping for maintenance tonight. I feel like I need it. We are doing really good well though.  I feel like we've been getting along really well this week. He's going to be home in just a little bit, then he's home for the rest of the year!! Yayyy! I'm so excited to have my family here together. 

Being together with not much of a break will be interesting though. Since we've been doing ttwd, this will be our first big break together.  In the past, we have had big fights at Christmas. I remember slamming doors, going places alone, yelling, and being angry. At the end of whatever stupid argument we would have, I felt bad. Sometimes it would drag on. Then resurface with the next argument. Rarely was anything resolved. I'm so thankful for dd now. Everything is taken care of. No underlying issues. No taking two days of fighting or the silent treatment to get to what's actually wrong. 

I get a little stressed out bouncing around from house to house, visiting family. Last year wasn't bad, but we had a brand new baby. I was still coping with issues from having surgery and a messed up epi that I'm still dealing with issues from. My fireman was wonderful though. He helped me so much. We could have began ttwd then, our relationship was (is!!) strong.

Being around some people makes me very uneasy though.  Especially some of his family, but I'm hoping those reminder sessions we incorporate will make a big difference.

.... so I wrote all of that earlier, before he got home.  Then.. an incident.  I knew writing a post on being good would be jinxing.  It just had to do with the kids and him and I felt like he wasn't here

I kind of melted down on him. At the time, I was just mad, hurt, super angry and now I feel badly about it. I really do. He hasn't said anything about punishment, but the kids are all running wild. He will definitely let me know by the end of today. I love that. Even though I won't love getting in trouble.. Or that blasted counting, but I will love that tomorrow it won't matter. It will be over, done, and taken care of. 

Found this and thought it suited DDers pretty well :) 

Have a great before-Christmas weekend! 


Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Following directions..

When something needs done, I try to get it done. Just don't come check my laundry, you won't believe me! I have 3 kids, I always have a lot of mountain of laundry to do. As they get older, I fear it will only get worse. 

I'm getting way off subject already!! My mind has a tendency to wander. Wonder if I'll ever get punished for that.... I think about that sometimes. What bad habits of mine is my fireman keeping track of? We didn't want to throw everything out there all at once, but I know additional rules will be added as we continue along. I always wonder what I'm doing now that will get me spanked in the future. 

I know that look though. He has that HoH look down. You know the one. The one that says you're pushing it. I get that look all of the time sometimes. I think he's actually been using that look for quite some time. I can remember seeing it on his face in different situations in the past. I'm sure I didn't care at the time. I feel less than great about that now =\  I often wish ttwd would've been brought into our lives earlier, but I know this is the right time. 

We are temporarily doing daily maintenance. Only for one week. I suggested it after last weekend, you can read about that here. I am curious if it will actually be a straight seven days. One bad thing about both my fireman and I, we aren't very consistent. I try to be, just like with laundry that I mentioned above. I'll get on a good schedule, but then something happens and I fall off the wagon. We are consistent with love and our children, but just not with doing things that need to be done.  I'm a little worried that one day, we'll fall out of the dd lifestyle. 
He says I hope not. I certainly think it has had an extremely positive effect on our marriage and not just the spicy part, although the impact there is undeniable. (Just copied that from his text directly). I asked if he wanted to elaborate. I love when he talks about this stuff to me :) 

So, I hopped in the shower after we got the kids all in bed last night. I was standing under the water, just letting it fall before I began washing my hair. I opened my eyes and my fireman was standing in front of me. :) yay. I love when he joins my shower time <-- that's what I call it when he starts being stingy with the water, lol.  I love interrupting shower time. Sometimes, if I can drag myself out of bed when he gets up, I interrupt his.  He's a Scorpio, he likes water ;) 

I put on some comfy pants and a tank when we got out. He looked at me like ha. You know our new rule. Maintenance is no pants also. I can take them off easily. Well, alright then.  

I started looking at some pictures on the computer of a recent family session we all had done. My fireman was playing ps3. After I few minutes, he stopped his game, when to get his stashed implement, and stood beside me. No verbal directions, but I knew what it meant. Okay, I'm just sending a quick text and I'm done. I climb on the couch and present my behind. I thought it would be in my favor to be super compliant. Especially since he hasn't used this implement with me bare. 

I reminded him. Just in case. I'm aware. He yanked my flimsy pants and panties down.  I could be wrong, but I think he took in the view for a second. Men. ;) 

Whack. Owww. Okay. Very sting-y. Whack. Ouch. Really. That is not fun. Whack. Owwwww. 

That's three. And you need to count. Rats. I thought maybe that would not continue. I countered the next two, they were stingy and I lost count. At 6 (I know. It sounds like I am such a weenie!) I lost count. Owwww, I don't remember what number we are on?! 6. Keep counting. 

We got to ten and he moved away. I thought that meant it was over. I slid my pants easily up and immediately heard did I tell you you could put your pants up? Um, no. I quickly slid them back down. 

Whack. Owww okayyyy. He stopped. I probably should stop that little whining. It probably makes him feel like he needs to stop, when he really doesn't. Tricky thing, this dd.  

I know I get it much easier than a lot of you. I mean, I only got 10 11 last night, but yikes! Maybe it's because we are just starting out? We don't have much in the way of implements.  He uses his belt and this guitar strap that he was pretty creative about (that's what it was last night). It's leather and kind of padded inside or something. It's much thicker than a belt, but it still has that end-sting that a belt has. 

I bought a hairbrush once in the beginning, but it wasn't wooden, so it broke when he was just holding it. Oops. Maybe I need to buy a wooden hairbrush? I don't have any wooden spoons. I'm terrified of actual paddles. I don't know. Any suggestions are welcome! 


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Love & Prayers

Charlotte Bacon, 2/22/06
Daniel Barden, 9/25/05
Rachel Davino, 7/17/83
Olivia Engel, 7/18/06
Josephine Gay, 12/11/05
Ana M. Marquez-Greene, 04/04/06
Dylan Hockley, 3/8/06
Dawn Hochsprung, 06/28/65
Madeleine F. Hsu, 7/10/06
Catherine V. Hubbard, 6/08/06
Chase Kowalski, 10/31/05
Jesse Lewis, 6/30/06
James Mattioli , 3/22/06
Grace McDonnell, 12/04/05
Anne Marie Murphy, 07/25/60
Emilie Parker, 5/12/06
Jack Pinto, 5/06/06
Noah Pozner, 11/20/06
Caroline Previdi, 9/07/06
Jessica Rekos, 5/10/06
Avielle Richman, 10/17/06
Lauren Rousseau, 6/1982
Mary Sherlach, 2/11/56
Victoria Soto, 11/04/85
Benjamin Wheeler, 9/12/06
Allison N. Wyatt, 7/03/06

Monday, December 17, 2012

Back to our regularly scheduled DD....

We keep falling behind (no pun intended) on maintenance. My fireman had said he was going to incorporate more, but it really hasn't happened much. It seems Sunday after the kids go to bed, I always get a spanking. Usually, punishment. I swear, it's because no maintenance happens for the beginning of the weekend, then somehow I find myself in trouble.  Monday we talk about it and get more details ironed out. Sometimes maintenance on Monday or Tuesday... Then nothing until Sunday. 

It's a vicious cycle. I feel great right now, the high after. The closeness, the we're-in-this-together feeling. Today is Monday, the morning after a punishment. But tomorrow, I don't know. I'm not sure how my fireman feels about daily maintenance. I'm not entirely sure how I feel. 

Maybe it doesn't need to be daily, but definitely more than Tuesday-Sunday.  In fact, I just send a text to initiate a conversation about it.  
Edit:: He's going to consider daily maintenance for like a week until we get into the swing of doing more regular maintenance. I'll let ya know what he decides :)

This weekend, I realized something else I need to initiate a conversation with my fireman about. Sometimes, I need that reassuring, reaffirming, maintenance type spanking before we go certain places.  I think it's because I need to feel that he's in control of the situation and that it's going to be fine. I get anxious when we are going to be in certain situations with certain people or like a party where I'm not going to know anyone. I hate these situations. 

I always feel like some members of his extended family aren't my biggest fan. I just have different beliefs than some of them and while I'm po,it's, I can get a little closed off and just be on autopilot to get through the situation. But, I think it would help if we had a little reaffirmation before we left to go to the party. Does anyone else do this? 

I think it would really help, but I'm not sure what my fireman will think about it. He is getting a lot more into it. He's doing better every week and becoming more and more HoH~y.  
Edit: after talking with him via text today, he agrees and thinks it might help. 

I was in trouble last night. My bratty attitude and smart mouth had shown up too much over the weekend.  A while back, he had decided no jeans (rats! I was hoping he wouldn't notice that it wasn't as effective, lol). Generally, I was allowed to keep my yoga pants on.  He does like the way my ass looks in them.  Apparently wearing something that says "love pink" on the waistband doesn't help my bottom though, lol.  So, my fireman has now decided he likes to see my behind pink. 

Last night, he dropped a bomb on me (omg, I'm leaving that, but it was completely not intended, lol) that from now on, no pants. Ughhhhhh. Okay. 

Then another bomb. No cute little panties are going to save your ass either. One again, probably unhelpful to wear VS pink panties, too. 
Whatttttttttt??? This is very out of character for my fireman. He's definitely taking this HoH role seriously. 

And then for the final bomb. You're going to count. Me? I'm counting? Yes. Just for today? Nope. From now on. Really? Yes, really. 1...2... Ow 3.... And so on. When he was finished he gave me another direction. 

Except, that wasn't enough. Not for him, for me. I didn't feel like I could comply. Old me would've waited until the next day to text him and just went through the motions for the directions I was given. So. I told him. The sting from the not-bad-enough implement was already gone. I knew my behind was like wtf, are you for real? But if we are doing this, we are going to do it right. 

Alright. He got up and picked up his jeans. Yikes, what have I done?? You didn't have to go straight to the belt. I tried to reason to pick something else. What? I have no idea. We don't have much in the implement department. I haven't used this one. Lean forward. Do I have to count again? Yesssss. 1.. Owwww 2.. Owww okay 3...  And so on. 

Okay. Alright, I really am sorry. And yes, that was better. 

And we proceeded to have a very nice ending to the evening ;) I am loving this take action, confident man who has shown up and is here to stay :) 



Inadvertently, I took a tiny hiatus from blog land. I didn't intend to, it just happened. I think my children's busy schedules have finally come to a halt for the year. A much needed halt. I just need some time at home with them, not running around in a mad dash to get to 12 places at once. I need us all home safe with my fireman and away from the world. 

I had no words on Friday night or Saturday. I had no words yesterday. I have cried, prayed, reflected, and grieved. My heart just hurt. Tremendously. I heard about it initially at a late breakfast, early lunch with children #2 & 3 at the restaurant where my mom works.

From the initial report that I saw, when information had first started spreading, it was only reported that three were taken to a hospital. I had hoped it wasn't bad. It wasn't until after I picked my kindergartner up from school that I saw the actual reports.  I couldn't comprehend. I still can't. So many prayers going up for that small town and the precious 20 angels that now surround it. 

I read that tomorrow there will be a blogger day of silence. You can get all the details here.  I found out from Knowing Your Roles


Thursday, December 13, 2012

New friends/ 12 "lays"

Blogger needs to be more iPad friendly. It's messing with my posts, underlining, deleting at random, making different sized fonts, and saving at random times. I had the beginning of my post saved and it deleted, then saved some random paste. Rats!  

Now onto my original post.... 

Part 1:
Thanks to my award from yesterday, I met a few new bloggers. I need to randomly explore more, but lately things are so busy and chaotic. I feel like I'm always on the go. My last few posts were written at like 9am or I wouldn't have been able to write them. Even right now, I'm holding a very sweet, sleeping baby :) 

Wilma, from Barney Married Wilma, visited me yesterday, and I got to visit her this morning. She created a fun post about super heroes and super villains and let me add in after she had posted. Yay for edits!! 

Have you ever tried think about which super hero or character (villain?) you'd be? It's hard! I love Cinderella, I have blonde hair, 3 kids, so I'm always cleaning and doing laundry, and of course, married Prince Charming. Perfect choice. But, she needs to be a sexy Cinderella! ::wink:: 

Unfortunately, there are no hot fireman superheroes. None that I could think of. He has bone structure like Johnny Depp, he would be a hot pirate... So I picked Captain Jack Sparrow for my fireman. (He actually dressed up like a pirate once, he was very Capt Jack!!)

It's kind of a hot combo, if you ask me. ;)

Part 2:
A few days ago, maybe it was last week or the week before.... I started googling ideas for a cheesy, sweet, fun 12 days of Christmas to do for my fireman. I knew there was a cute one out there and it would be a fun way to let him know I was thinking about him every day. Plus, I can get caught up in the craziness of Christmas. I figured that would slow me down and help me focus. 

Apparently, a fun, somewhat cheesy 12 days does not exist. Butttt, I did come across 12 Lays of Christmas. It's an older blog, but I'm not taking credit for it, so hopefully she won't mind. 

It's a cute, somewhat cheesy, idea for 12 days. I started it a few days earlier to allow for a break day here or there. Life might get in the way and I don't want to feel like a failure for not f***ing my husband for 12 days straight leading up to Christmas, lol. 

On Tuesday, I sent no warning, just sent him the first little note via text. I took a screen shot of the little cards, one by one, and I send one each day. After the first, he sent back a cute emoticon he uses, but that meant he was game. I knew he would be. Day 1 involved a shower together. It's like candy! 

We got our shower, but wouldn't you know, the tones went off for a report of smoke near a business. I waited up as long as I could, but fell asleep before he got back. No big deal, it was definitely made up for on day two. 

Today is day 3.. :) I'm going to send out his text now. Funny, because he's at lunch and he will have to be discreet with his phone, lol :) 
I'll let you know how it goes! And it's not too late to start if you want to!