Ramblin'

This blogging stuff is fun. Actually I've done my fair share of writing in the past....just not about this particular topic.

Spanking. Really.... how much can REALLY be said about it that hasn't been said already by someone, somewhere here in this vast world we call the internet? See though, the thing is, so much is new to me. I'm no expert here. I've been pestering some of you via email for advice and help and advice and more help.

What - really - do I have to add here? It's darned near impossible for me to go into the details of my sex/spanking life because it's just so .... private.... and intimate. Yet at the same time there's this driving force to connect. To know. To be. My life is richer these days because of my blog and yours. My husband reads mine daily. He probably reads yours too. I know these things by what he says and does.

I honestly don't know how I lived so long outside this world of blogging. And you know, I don't even remember how I discovered you all a month or so ago. I can't for the life of me remember the first blog I found. It was probably Bonnie's and my keywords have probably appeared on one of her keyword chaos posts.

Actually I am sure it wasn't Bonnie that I found first. In fact, Bonnie's blog didn't capture me till about the 10th time I visited it (Sorry Bonnie, I wasn't alert - LOL) <---- written before B's hiatus At any rate, I don't know how I got here. I started out looking for spanking toys, pictures, video clips and ended up here. I think it was Elis who talked about finding so much porn but then finally finding Bonnie and all the rest. That's pretty much what happened to me too.

And I knew.

I just knew that this was it. This was where I fit. I'm rambling. Babbling. They say when you don't know what to write about you should just write anyhow. That's what I've done today. It wasn't my intent to bore you but it was quite possibly my intent to avoid the spanking issue. I'm not sure why.

Maybe I shouldn't be avoiding it.

At the time I'm writing this my husband is on his last day of that VERY busy work week. I think maybe I'm feeling kind of needy and that's why I just don't want to talk about it. There's been no action in this house for about a week. Last night he rolled in way late. Got about 3 1/2 hours sleep and was back up and out the door. It's been a long week. I'm glad it's over. I'm sure he is too.

I guess I'm feeling lonely.

Neglected.

It's certainly not his fault. And it's my choice to not become involved with what he's doing. I'm definitely not blaming anyone. I'm just saying that I'm glad it's over and that things will get back to normal soon.

I want a spanking.

I need one.

There. I said it.

I probably could have skipped this entire post and just written the two lines above since that's really the point that I've been beating around the bush to get at. I'm thankful though because as I type this I can rest assured that within a few days I will probably get what I need. There was a time when I had to live with the frustration of not even being able to communicate to him that I needed his dominance in this way. I'm so glad to not be there anymore.

I'll shut up now before this becomes the never ending post.

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