100 Things About Me

For lack of a better, more interesting post......

1. I believe what the bible says.
   
2. I love Adam
3. I've been married to him over 25 years.
4. I have 3 children - all girls.
5. I teach.
6. I play trombone and like it.
7. I lead a pretty dull life... and I like that too.
8. I hate housework.
9. I love blogging.
10. I have 3 cats.
11. I like anything that's green except for cooked spinach.
12. I used to smoke 2-3 packs of cigarettes a day.
13. I smoked for over 30 years.
14. I quit almost 2 years ago.
    
15. I gained a lot of weight when I quit.
16. I want to lose the weight but am frustrated with it for various reasons.
17. I don't have a favorite color.
18. I used to love to cook but not so much anymore.
19. Given any amount of free time you'll find me on my computer.
20. I love Sunday afternoon naps.
21. I'm medicated well every day for the protection of those I love.
22. My parents died when I was a kid so that's taken it's toll in some ways.
23. I've only been out of the country once and that was only Canada.
24. I will NEVER fly over the ocean. No way. Ain't gonna happen.
25. I'd rather not have to fly anywhere. Ever.
    
26. I like road trips with Adam.
27. Adam and I refer to our cats as "the pussies."
    
28. Adam and I switched once. That lasted about 2 minutes.
    
29. I don't like switching.
30. I'll never switch again.
31. I hate politics.
32. I love computer games.
33. I'm a diabetic. Type 2. Take pills.
34. I found my first gray hair when I was 22.
35. I've colored my hair since there were too many gray ones to yank.
36. I hate to wear a bra and take it off the minute I walk in the door.
37. I want to move to a no snow climate.
    
38. I don't watch much TV because I'd rather spend that time on the computer.
    
39. My favorite underwear is blue.
40. My least favorite underwear is white.
41. I love chocolate.
42. I love new sweatshirts.
43. My favorite day of the month is the last Friday when we wear jeans to work.
44. I like blogging and wish I had more time for it.
45. I like Sudoku puzzles.
46. I like Algebra and English but hate history and science.
47. I make a much better teacher then I do a student.
48. I like to fall asleep with my bare butt pressed against Adam's front side.
49. I'm wearing red socks at the moment cuz they match the OSU shirt that I'm wearing.
50. I like candles burning around the house.
    
51. I once though the four food groups were sugar, grease, nicotine and caffeine.
52. I like to blow bubbles.
53. I like to pop bubble wrap.
    
54. My childhood pet was a German Shepherd.
55. I believe my taste in men is far better than Adam's taste in women.
56. Our favorite restaurant is an Italian place that's part of a chain and no it's not Olive Garden. Don't like OG.
57. I like coffee with lots of flavored creamer.
58. My cold drink of choice is Diet Pepsi.
59. I like to pop zits and peal sunburns on Adam's back. He never gets zits anymore though.
60. I don't think I can come up with 100 things about my self.
61. My hair is short and straight.
    
62. I'm not a girly girl.
63. I don't get along very well with girly girls.
64. I go to church every Sunday.
65. I love thunderstorms.
66. I hate bright lights.
67. I keep all shades pulled just cuz I don't like light.
68. I view myself as selfish and uninteresting.
69. I've never lied about anything on my blog.
70. Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in the 70's. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking.
    
71. I had soup for lunch today.
72. We're playing cards with our daughter and son in law tonight.
73. I haven't been spanked for about a week now.
74. I'm not getting spanked today.
75. I might get spanked tomorrow.
76. The best sound in the world is Adam laughing at something stupid on TV
77. My car is pretty clean but I use the floor of the back seat as a trash can for pop cans and coffee cups.
    
78. I love sex a lot more than I used to.
79. I'm not afraid to die but I am afraid to grow old.
80. I have a silver desk lamp on the shelf above my computer.
81. I wore out my first bread machine and am working on a second one.
    
82. I try to only wear flip flops on my feet in the summer time.
83. I try to only wear tennis shoes on my feet in the winter although that's impossible at work.
84. I've always wanted a candy apple red car. Maybe next time.
85. If I wasn't a teacher, I'd be a walmart greeter.
86. I'm afraid of heights.
87. I hate snakes... yes, I'm afraid of them...even the itty bitty garter ones that can't hurt anything.
88. I've been known to cover a spider with a cup so that Adam will kill it when he gets home.
89. My heart still aches when I hear 9/11 stories.
    
90. I was in the classroom teaching when the planes hit the towers.
91. I was in high school when Reagan was shot.
92. I was a baby less than 6 months old when Kennedy was shot.
93. I thank God for spell check. Math teachers can't spell.
94. I only buy cottenelle toilet paper.
95. If I hit the lottery I would not quit my job.
96. Me thinks this is the meme that never ends.
97. I only did this because I've never done it and like reading others.
98. I don't have a favorite blogger.
99. I want to drive Cassie's new car.
100. I want to find a honey colored crop like Cassie now owns.

Yippppeeee... I did it.

And you're still here? Ha! That's funny.


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Super Spectacular Sultry S

Superglue~ This has been at the top of my list ever since Ceeci's limerick about our ailing crop.

Sex~ Enough said.

Spanking ~ Ditto.

The town I live in starts with S.

Sale~ Who doesn't love a good sale?

Sanity~ Lose this for even a moment and you'll begin to appreciate it like none other.

Swimming~ I'm glad I learned how to at a young age.

Sample~ How else would we know if we like something?

Silliness~ I love the kind I find here with all you wonderful friends.

Salary~ I'm thankful for the one I have.

Smiles~ Imagine a day with NONE.

Salmon~ Broiled with orange slices and pineapple sauce, please.

Singers~ Even though I can NOT sing, I sure do appreciate those who can.

Sandwich~ Sometimes nothing else satisfies.

And speaking of Satisfy~ That's a GREAT word. Satisfaction is desired in many things.

Sexuality~ I'm thankful for what I've learned about my own and for growth in that area.

Sink~ Sure beats the old style outdoor water pumps, eh?

Shower~ A good way to start and/or end any day!

Schools~ Where would we as a nation be without education?

Simple~ KISS .. I am a keep it simple stupid person.

Stories~ Especially spanking ones.

Sting~ The kind from spanking, of course.

That's Why

Before I get into today's post, I want to thank CeeCi for her dedicated work in putting together 3 posts this past week that contained emails which she and I exchanged this past August. If you haven't yet read them AND if female ejaculation is a topic which interests you, you'll find the posts here, here, and here.

Thanks again, Ceeci. I enjoyed reliving those emails and I do hope that your posts have been beneficial to someone... anyone.

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"So Tiggr thinks you need to go back in time and spank me for stuff that happened on our wedding day."

"Oh, really? Great idea. Maybe I should."

Me and my big mouth. Why, oh why would I ever tell him that?

Because down to the core of my being I am a spankee and will come up with any reason whatsoever to get spanked. That's why.

And he ~ being the oh, so dedicated spanker ~ will come up with any reason whatsoever to spank me. That's why.

These days though "because I want to" or "because I want it" are legitimate reasons for spanking. In other words "Who needs a reason?" BUT when a reason is presented, well, that's all the better.

We haven't had that spanking yet. I'm thinking maybe we should. It's not about settling old scores. We've long since grown up and quit playing that sort of game. It's more about wanting/needing play time. We are never more connected than when we're playing. And playing keeps us connected for a while after the fact. And facts are facts. A couple which plays together will surely stay together, yes?

And even though it's not about settling old scores, I wonder if he was to give me that spanking ~ Would he then continue to periodically say "I should have spanked you on our wedding day?" Gosh, I hope so. I mean that thought is such a turn on now. I love it when he says it and hope he doesn't ever stop.

But yeah, I'd like to go back in time just for an evening and relive that night. It took me a lot of years to learn to quit being a brat. Our marriage was one power struggle after another. I used to have more than my share of bratty moments. And to think.... it all could have been prevented with one wedding night spanking.

If we'd only known.

But we didn't know. We didn't really learn the affect spanking has on my demeanor until recent years.

Why do we spank? Well because it's fun. That's the obvious answer. The underlying answer is that it takes away all witchiness in me. I like that. Adam LOVES that. And you, my spanko friends, understand that.

So now I suddenly have this idea rolling around in my head. I'm thinking we need some way of universally ordering spankings. Maybe we could develop a menu of sorts. And I have my own ideas of just how a spanking menu might read....don't ask me where this came from. My thoughts as I type are just kind of bouncing around my brain. Now I know how the bouncy Tiggr must feel!

Anyhow..................... I think we need a menu of sorts that we can share with our SO in order to get what we want/need. Spankings made to order... what do you think?

Wedding Night Special ~~~~~~~~~~~ $ 5.95
A delicate spanking smothered in sexual play

Anniversary Reminder ~~~~~~~~~~~ $ 6.50
A more firm (no one told me marriage would be like this) spanking

She Pissed Me Off ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ $ 8.95
A fast, furious spanking with a choice of two wooden implements

Just Because ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ $ 5.50
A wonderful sampling which includes 3 implements of the lady's choosing

Thank You Sir, May I Have Another~~~ $ 7.95
The PMS wooden paddle special

Don't you back talk me, Missy ~~~~~~ $ 9.50
Spanker's choice

Okay so that was fun. I could go on thinking things like that up all day but why don't you do that for me? Got any good ones? Leave a comment!!
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A Meme Stolen from Theresa

1) My ex is: Non existent.

2) I am listening to: white noise

3) Maybe I should: take a nap. I'm tired. Or maybe I should lay out all our toys.

4) I love: when Adam lights my butt on fire.

5) My best friend: Adam

6) I don't understand: pain and suffering... unless of course it's being inflicted upon my rear.

7) I lose: Track of time regularly.

8) People say: The stupidest things sometimes.

9) The meaning of my screen name is: A very long story.

10) Love is: reminding someone to take their meds every day.

11) Somewhere, someone is: receiving MY spanking.

12) I will always: love Adam.

13) Forever seems: like it has only just begun. I don't want this to ever end.

14) I never want to: lose Adam

15) My cell phone is: sitting here on my desk.

16) When I wake in the morning: I think about how I don't want to go to work. Then I think about how I'd rather stay home and play with Adam all day. Then I think about how he has to go to work and soon I've lost track of time again... and we're both rushing around getting ready for work.

17) I get annoyed when: people are mean to Adam. He takes it in stride but it really irks me and I can't do a darn thing about it.

18) Parties are: annoying to me. I don't like noise.

19) My dog is: non existent due to 3 pussies.

20) Kisses are the worst when: hmmm... when they are non existent??

21) Today I did: not much of anything. Oh, wait. I spent a crap load of money at walmart. That was fun.

22) Tonight I will: Go to dinner with Adam and a couple we're friends with.

23) Tomorrow I will be: well spanked... hopefully.

24) I really want: to retire so I can blog all day and play with Adam all night.
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The Men We Love .... Sudoku Style

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Just Rambling

First Elis was carrying on about how she and I are perfect. Can you believe that she would do that? I have told her and told her that if we go bragging about how perfect we are that folks might not like us, that they might think we're arrogant. Really, we're not at all arrogant. It's just that facts are facts. I don't think Adam will ever get mad enough at me to give me that fast and furious bad girl spanking.

Sigh.

What's a girl to do?

Oh, sure. I LOVE love love the erotic spankings that he does give. They can be quite ferocious and ouchie. They lack though in one eensie itsy bitsy area: Dominance. And honestly I don't know if that's what I want. In fact, I know it's not.

Back when Adam and I had all our horrible years THAT was exactly the problem. He was trying to rule in the way he THOUGHT our life called for (long legalistic story). The problem was that it just wasn't him. Not only that - I HATED it when he suffocated me in that domineering way. So really, that's not what I want. I love him the way he is now. I like him, too!

Sigh.

And then I read Cassie's most recent post and I'm thinking even if I was bad for just 10 minutes out of the day, I probably would get away with it. I don't WANT to get away with it. Maybe I should quit the meds. I'm guessing it wouldn't take long at all to tick him off. In other words, I'm really not a nice person without them.

Besides...

That would be WAY too drastic. I mean after 2 months on meds two years ago I woke up one day and thought "I'll be darned. I think I've been depressed since I was sixteen and didn't even know it." Nah, I don't want to go back there. I don't like me there.

I guess I don't really know what I want. I like being perfect. Okay, okay so I'm NOT perfect but I don't make Adam mad much at all these days and honestly I don't want to. I see no need to. And he does spank me whenever he wants AND whenever I want. I honestly think I'm ready to accept that punishment is just not going to be a part of who we are. Or at least I'm ready to accept that it's not something I have to figure out. What we have is fantastic. To say I want/need more would honestly be a lie. Not only that it would be disrespectful to Adam and what we have.

It's Okay. Ya hear me over there, Elis? It's okay if we don't piss them off. We're both very lucky to have these wonderful guys, huh?

I think what matters here is that Adam KNOWS that's something I'm okay with IF occasion ever arises. In the meantime, I'm happy with the "hurts so good" thing.

When did life get to be so awesome anyhow?

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Our First Spanking (as I remember it)

I've often thought that I should sit down and write about my first spanking from Adam. I'm not sure why I haven't done that yet except that I'm just afraid that the truth of the matter would be pretty dull and boring.

We had to plan so carefully as we still had two children living at home. We absolutely did not want to risk them finding out anything.

I remember when he told me he had found some stuff I'd been looking at on the computer and that he wanted to talk about it. I thought he sounded angry? Disgusted? I wasn't really sure. Turned out in the end that he was just nervous about it. Believe me though when I say I was shaking in my shoes waiting for a chance to talk about it.

He waited till our kids were either in bed or out of the house. I can't remember. Then he sat down and had me pull up some stuff on the computer. It didn't take me long to see that he wasn't angry. He wasn't disgusted. He was just as curious as I was. We looked at tons of pictures and video clips that first night. We discussed what was too much. Not enough. This one looks fake. That one's being just a tad dramatic. Blah blah blah.

It wasn't long until we were timidly admitting to each other that it wouldn't hurt to try it. If we didn't like it, we didn't have to do it again, right?

That Saturday night our kids were going to be out of the house. He was at work all day. I planned a nice dinner. Cleaned the house. Lit the candles. Played with the wooden spoons. Looked for belts.

I felt half sick. I wondered if I really wanted this or if I should have just kept it all in fantasy land. Here we were married nearly twenty years at the time and that night I felt like I didn't even know him. It was weird. It was a whole new "us" that we were exploring and neither of us knew what the outcome would be.

That first spanking wasn't all that long. It wasn't even all that hard. But it WAS. And that was all that mattered. If I remember right, he started out using his hand with me over his knee. Before long he had me on my hands and knees on the bed and used the wooden spoon. Ouch. Dang, that thing stings. I don't much care for wood. We haven't used wood since B.C. (before crop) and I don't care if we ever use it again. There are plenty of belts and the crop and the new flogger and his hand. That's enough for me right now.

Anyhow, I knew it would be a turn on for me and was so afraid that it would be a turn OFF for Adam. Wanna know why that first spankin' was a short one? I ain't gonna tell. LOL Kidding. We were both so amazingly turned on that making love, having wild animal sex became URGENT. Of course though you knew that without me saying so, huh?

Oh, what a night.

Later we got out of bed because ... well.. um... we hadn't had dinner yet. It was in the oven and you know... sex kinda works up the appetite. There was enough heat in my rear that I remember feeling the tingle when I sat. I looked at him over dinner and smiled. And then I looked down at my plate. I suddenly felt feelings for him that I'd never known before. I knew that if I kept my eyes locked with his that I would start to cry.

And I'm not a crier.

That was the night that I realized our marriage truly was on the mend and that love could not only exist once again but maybe even thrive between us.

He kept asking if I was okay. It's taken him a long time to realize that spanking is VERY okay with me. As I sit here typing this and I think back over the past five years I see the changes. I see the growth. Spanking isn't something we approach timidly any longer. He doesn't worry about whether or not I'm in the mood for it. And I don't worry about being weird. You see, if I'm weird, then you're weird. After all, you're reading THIS.

Oh, My... Can You Relate?

This really made me think.



NOT!!!!



Are you kidding me? This is too funny but yes I definitely related to this poor girl.

Grattitude Tuesday

It's Tuesday again. I've been looking forward to this one because there are so many words that begin with the letter R. It will be hard to narrow it down to things that I'm thankful for.

Sometimes I get in a hurry and just add any old thing to my list but as I sit here now with a little time on my hands, I am going to try to do this list RIGHT. And that could be my first R word....

Right ~ Without Right and Left we would be continually in a state of confusion. Turn right. No, your OTHER right. I'm thankful for these concepts that make direction easier!!

Roads ~ Paved roads make getting to work so much easier. I'd hate to have to drive on dirt paths 32 miles every day to get to work. That would not be pleasant in the rain and snow!!

Race ~ In the bible Paul compares our lives to running a race and that all those who finish, stick with it till the end will be winners. I'm thankful for the race God has set before me.

Rainbows ~ Recently a young person made fun of my love for rainbows because he said it stands for gay pride. That's okay but I also know that about 4,000 years ago it stood for God's promise.

Roses~ Simple beauty. My favorite is Fire and Ice roses. If you don't know what they are, google them. They are beautiful. Adam knows that if I die before him those are the roses I want in my spray. Morbid, I know.

Robins~ These have to be my favorite bird because the first ones appear in late February, early March in my little corner of the world. They come home from down south (just like our old people) but what I want to know is why all you southerners send them home pregnant? Man, are they fat when they get here. What do they get fed while they are down south?

Registered Nurses ~ RN's... actually I'm thankful for all nurses because they are the ones who REALLY know what's going on and they are the ones with the TRUE compassion. The docs work hard too but sometimes the nurses catch what the doc misses cuz they are the ones who spend more time with the patient.

R words in Mathematics ~ I will not bore you with a list but I'm thankful for ALL things in mathematics because it's what explains so much mystery in our world. If you dare, click on that link just to see HOW MANY of those words there are!!

Razor~ Without these, there are many areas that wouldn't be quite as smooth as they now are. Nuf Said.

Rear~ ah hem. Umm... ahhh... yeah. I like my rear. I like the fun it provides. Again, nuf said.

Recliner~ Where better to relax at the end of a long day?

Relief~ When a tough situation comes to an end whether it be physical, emotional, mental, spiritual, financial, whatever... relief is a GOOD thing!!

Residence~ Home. It ain't much but I'm thankful for it.

Ripples~ I love how ripples affect the surface of a pond. And I love the ripples I see here in blogland. We all just mix, mingle, flow, and expand off of one another.

Rain~ Sometimes we complain when we get too much or what we THINK is too much. But honestly when we don't get enough, listen to people. They start to get scared.

Ransom~ Jesus paid it for me. How cool is that?
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Just Stuff

You realize that when there's a picture of a mad cat involved that Elis is somewhere in the mix, yes?

When Elis first commented on my blog back in July it didn't take long until we were emailing privately and learned that we are close in age, close in beliefs and morals, identical in career choice, etc. In other words we have much in common and hit it off quickly.

We pretty much have the same views on marriage, spanking, etc. We just like it. We like it all!!! We keep up pretty much with each other's lives these days and have trusted one another with potentially damaging information. We could do each other in if we so chose.

I do not so choose and trust that she never would either.

Recently we discovered that we have even more in common. Our husbands have the exact, same, ridiculous, unbelievably undersireable, why - would - any - sane - person - use - that middle name. Once we got over the shock she said something like "when will we trust each other enough to share OUR middle names with each other? You go first."

And so I did cuz I just couldn't resist. My middle name is the same as Elis' REAL first name.

So then she writes back and informs me that the name she goes by, that I know her as IS her middle name... oh, okay... so then I asked her what her first name is. So here we have two couples sharing the same middle names.

Talk about coincidence.

Talk about grasping for something to write about!!!!

Seriously though, it's just kind of cool how much we have in common beyond this spanking thing.

But it's not just Elis. It's everyone. It's every person reading who has spanko traits woven into their makeup. I thought it was just me for the longest time. It's nice to know that there are so many of us around.

I really wish that the lurkers would take a lurk break and just leave a quick comment or even an email would be nice. I'd love to meet you. I know there are some of you who have been reading this blog for months now. Please say hi. I promise to not bite.

That's all. Done rambling.

Saturday Morning Fun

It was Friday the 13th when we left for our over nighter. We were only going to be gone about 36 hours. And you know, I've come to accept the fact that as soon as we cross over a state line Adam will start sniffing out those Adult Stores. It's just a part of who he is and it almost always means a new spanking toy.

Actually we found 3 items to purchase this time. The first one is a standard red flogger. Call me a copy cat. I don't care. I've heard Sky talk about how much she LOVES the flogger. And then there's Elis. She loves hers. I've been wanting to try it for a few months now. I suppose I will one day love mine, too.

The second item we purchased is most commonly called a Doggie Style Strap. Adam picked that out. I honestly don't know if I'd ever seen one before. If I had, I skimmed past it. The more I looked at it in the store though, the more intrigued I became. Google it if you're curious.

And finally the third item purchased was an adjustable cock ring. Adam has been trying and testing inexpensive cock rings for a few years now. I do believe this might be the one that he finally likes.

And here's the part I just can't believe about our three new toys. As I type this it is Saturday morning. Not Saturday the 14th as in the day after our trip but as in Saturday the 21st ~ more than a full week after the fact. And guess what? We haven't tried a one of them yet so I can't even report in to you that they are good, bad, or otherwise.

Ahhh... but it's Saturday. And we worked hard last night to get some things done so that we'd have time to play today. And last night, I said something to him... don't even remember what it was. He said "That's one." Then it wasn't long and he said "That's two."

Two?

Two what?

He informed me he was keeping track. He called them check marks and said that each check mark was earning me 10 swats.

"So you're saying I'm getting spanked."

"Yup. That's two." I had no idea what my crimes were so I asked:

"What for?"

And he said "Four? Sure we can make it four. Four times 10 is 40."

Hey now. This was getting out of hand.

Anyhow, by the time we did all we had to do and got home.... well... we were too exhausted to play.

However....

It's now 2 in the afternoon. This post was started this morning and somewhere up there about the place I began to tell you about the "check marks" he interrupted me and I clicked "save as draft" and we spent a wonderful morning in bed.

Oh...

The cock ring works great and the flogger is downright stingy and yummy. The crop made an appearance also.

The Doggie Strap?

The jury's still out on that one. I'll have to get back to you.

How Did I Get Here?

That is one tough question Elis has asked us. My answer: I have no idea.

Well, I have an idea but I don't remember all the details that I wish I could remember.

Here's what I do remember.

Five years ago I started doing searches for spankings, etc. I eventually came across plenty of pictures, movie clips, stories, and places like Spanking Bethie, Spanking Blog, Bethany's Woodshed and many others. I don't remember specifically WHEN I found each of these. I searched off and on for a few years. I had no clue what a blog was.

If you've been reading along for any length of time you know that Adam found my trail back then. We began looking at the pics and clips together. Soon we started playing with spanking and it was more fun than I thought it would be. And the feelings it stirred in me amazed me more than it did him I think. You all know the feelings I mean. That submissive I would do anything for this person feelings. I loved it then. I love it now. And this goes along with my last three posts. It helped to save my marriage.

We played with it off and on over the next few years. Then this past summer shortly before our daughter got married I told him that once she was out of the house I really wanted to make spanking a more serious part of our lives. He agreed and said he'd been thinking the same thing. He promised me that just as soon as our other children were headed back to where they came from after the wedding that we would have a "discussion."

On the 4th of July we arrived home from the airport. The kids were finally ALL out of the house. He got out the paddle, his belt, his hand. I don't even remember what all. I just knew that I was in heaven. Absolute total yummy spanko heaven.

I found myself with free time that week like I'd never known before so I was soon back on the internet doing spanking searches. This time I found the same sites as before plus The Spanking Den forum. I posted a wee bit there and kept tabs on Bethie and Dan's blogs. From there one day I started clicking on Bethie's sidebar links.

The rest is history. I don't remember exactly which blogs I discovered first. I clicked and clicked like nothing else in the world mattered. And then, I do believe it was on my birthday when I noticed that all the blogger blogs had a link that said "get your own blog." From there, the rest really is history. Like Grace said on her blog, I was amazed that people were coming to my blog from the comments I'd made on others and mostly my comments were short and sweet like "thanks for posting that... I relate."

I guess I remember more specifics than I thought. I just don't remember specific blogs from the beginning. I just know that at this time in my life, blogging is a most positive experience and I do hope it stays that way. I've made many, many wonderful friends. I love you all!!
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Adam Says .... (Part 3)

Some of the things Adam said to me on our road trip were hard to hear. I'm glad he said them. And I needed to hear them but it's painful to remember those years when our marriage was a mess. And believe me, it was a mess.

I hated him and I'm sure his sentiments weren't much better towards me. That went on for YEARS. It only changed when he decided to quit suffocating me and gave me some space.

Of course that only caused me to think "hmmm... I wonder why he's pulling away and not harping at me constantly and smothering me any longer."

There was jealousy in our relationship. He hated my life. My friends. Everything. He viewed everything as a threat. And you know what? Those things were a threat. I didn't intentionally make them that way, but nonetheless they were a threat.

The more jealous he became, the more I turned to those things and made them priority over him. He wanted to be first and he wasn't. I didn't like him. I didn't even love him. When he backed off finally I just watched to see what he'd do next. And what he did next was change right before my very eyes.

He got a life. He became involved in some awesome things. People were noticing him and jumping on board with his ideas. He was treating me more like a person than a possession. And me? I just kept watching. Eventually, I couldn't help it. I started to like him again. Somewhere along the line, as our marriage began to heal, after about 10 years of turmoil our sex life began to return. Communication opened up. He was growing and finally so was our relationship.

And then spanking came along.

And that did it. We fell in love... the kind of love that includes LIKING one another. Those things that had taken priority in my life over him didn't seem important at all anymore. It was like a light had come on and I could see what had been standing before me all along: A wonderful, sexy, brilliant, adoring husband. What more could I want?

So now he's first. And he knows it.

As we drove along talking about what spanking has done for us he said "you are more focused than you've ever been." Hmmm... yes I am focused. Very focused. On HIM. On US. I believe though that what he really was saying was that he finally doesn't feel like an unwelcome outsider in my life.

I'm glad he sees that he is number one these days. That part makes me happy but when I think back to those crappy years... well, they weren't pretty and neither of us are very proud of how we were then BUT the good news is that I'm thankful to have come through that WITH him stronger than we've ever been in our lives.

I'm focused. Adam says so.

And YES.

Heck YES.

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Adam Says .... (Part 2)

In Part 1 of "Adam Says" I found it interesting how many of you said that you wouldn't have been that open and receptive to a spanking "back then" in your own lives. And as I thought about it (with a sigh) I realized I probably wouldn't have been either. It probably would have ticked me off in a very big way.

Of course though, I do believe that any man who puts a woman over his knee for a first spanking... especially if it's for punishment... and especially if he has no clue as to how she'll react... that man better be fully prepared to not let up until there's some submission. If he lets her go before, she's liable to throw an ice bucket or something at him. I know I would have anyhow.

I picture - back then - exactly that happening. Adam is just too sweet. If he'd suddenly, unannounced taken me over his knee, I know this man... he would have stopped the minute I said "you son of a bitch." And that would have been the end of the spanking. And it would have been a dreadful mistake on his part... to stop the spanking, that is. But how's a fella to know that?

Anyhow, that's not even the point of this post. As we rode along and talked I commented on the fact that he seems so much more comfortable and in control of spanking things than he was at first. He's much more confident when he spanks me now than he's ever been and we continue to grow in that area.

I listened as he spoke about that. His words were interesting to say the least. He told me that at first it was hard because he had the old rule of men don't hit women drilled into his head. He said that eventually he began to see that what we do is NOT abuse and that much good comes from it.

Of course, you know me... I asked "How so? What do you mean? What good do you see?"

Admittedly his response stung a bit but for all the right reasons.

"Respect," he said. "You respect me more now than you ever have."

Gulp.

He was right.

I knew he was right. I couldn't even respond to that.

There's been many times when I've not respected him. I viewed him as weak. I thought he wasn't aggressive enough. Wimpy, even.

Something happens when I'm on the receiving end of his swings. The submissive side of me comes flying to life. I feel deep, deep love for him. I just want to be with him and no matter how close he holds me, it's not close enough.

And it's not a respect out of fear. No way. Not at all. It's just a respect that comes from somewhere deep inside of me when I'm spanked. I can't explain it, but one thing I know is that it's real.

This lifestyle has changed us over the past few years. We're happier than we've ever been and we just keep getting happier. I love him deeply. Actually I always have and I'm sure that he would tell you that being loved is good but being respected is what he's always needed from me.

He said that he can tell now when I NEED spanked. I said "You mean when I'm getting bitchy?"

I suppose a spanking does knock the nastiness right out of me....

And I've come to find out, it's not just what I need. It's what I want.

And wanting it is an awesome feeling.
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Adam Says .... (Part 1)

This past weekend, Adam and I found ourselves on a mini-trip. We weren't traveling quite as far from home as we did this past August. It was however long enough to have some good conversations. Adam said more about our lifestyle than he ever has in the past.

In fact it was enough that I think I can stretch three posts out of it.

The first thing he talked about that intrigued me was the idea of what if someone, anyone, perhaps a man like Cassie's Tom or Paul had pulled him aside BEFORE we were married and shared this idea of spanking with him - how would our lives be different?

Hmmmm... there's no denying it. Many things might have been different.

He says now that he wishes he'd spanked me on our wedding night.

Excuse me?

I'd forgotten. I'd been a brat earlier that day. In my defense I was young, very young. And I probably was scared to death. That was still no excuse for what happened.

I got pissed over the things they wrote on his car. I mean I expected them to write "Just Married" and to draw pictures of wedding bells and stuff. Oh, no... I got "sucker" written on the spare tire. I got "She got him today but he'll get her tonight" written on the side of the car.

Sheesh. How embarrassing. Did people really know we'd be having sex that night? I couldn't care less now but then? Oh, the humiliation.

So I was pissed. And as we left the reception I pitched a fit over having to wash the car before we could even leave town. He didn't know what to do... or say. As we changed our clothes at his parents house I told him to take me back to MY place... that WE were done.

I was scared more than I was pissed.

Anyhow, he says that if he'd put me over his knee right then and there it would have set an entirely different tone for the power struggle we endured over the next twenty years. I can't deny it. I' know he's right.

I think it kind of saddens him to realize how things could have been different all along.

But he didn't know.

We didn't know.

And the car? We never did wipe "sucker" from the spare tire in the trunk. Wonder what the guy who bought it thought?

But no one was going to pull him aside and talk to him about this any more than what he's going to pull a younger guy aside NOW and talk to him. It's a real shame this society doesn't talk more.

They couldn't tell us. We can't tell them.

Pity, that is.
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the letter q

It's Tuesday. I'm thankful for lots of things and I realize this is a short list. I'm playing the blog catch up game on limited time these days. Hate that but thankful for the time I get!!

Here's my short list!!

quads - four of anything

quart - since it is just Adam and I, we would waste milk if I bought it by the gallon, or even the half gallon.

quarter - call me weird. It's my favorite coin. I like having lots of them in the ashtray in my car and in my desk at work.

quartz - This brings back memories of my grandpa. He was into clocks and It loved listening him to talk... even when I had no idea what in the heck he was talking about.

queen - that's me!!!!

quiet - I have always been a homebody that LOVES peace and quiet.

question - without questions, where's the learning and knowledge?

quarrels - and without quarrels where's the appreciation for peace, harmony and quiet?

quilt - now that the cooler weather is here, I'm VERY grateful for quilts and comforters.

qualifications - I thank God for these. Without them, who would prescribe my meds? Who would represent us in a court of law? Who would teach our children?

A Long Drive

I hope you all don't mind. I've had a rather busy week and am lacking for posts so I thought I would post the story that I wrote which Tiggr published on her blog a couple weeks ago. If you have read it then you're excused from Nothing Random today. See you tomorrow!!! Again, I thank Tiggr from the bottom of my heart for using my story in her Fantasy Friday a few weeks back. It was fun... especially since it pissed off Elis!! I am still smiling about THAT!!!

Anyhow...



A Drive in the Country

The leaves were just beginning to turn. The air was cool. Crisp. Buses were running around picking up kids and taking them to school. The school year was well underway. My favorite thing to do when school is in session is to climb back into bed and steal an hour or two of sleep once the kids board the bus. Not this day though. This day, was about to be different than the rest had been so far this school year.


I knew he was planning to take the day off so that we could spend it together. I just didn’t know for sure what he had in mind. All I knew was that going back to bed was not an option. He told me I had 45 minutes to shower, dress casual, and meet him in the car.


When I got into the car he started the engine and put the car in reverse. As he began backing out of the drive he handed me a brown paper sack and said, “Here. Put this on.” I opened it and was not surprised to find the blindfold we often use when he wants to play with elements of surprise.


I put the blindfold on, wondering where he was taking me and why we didn’t just spend the day at home since the kids were in school. I tried to keep track of the twists and turns that the road took but after about ten minutes I was completely lost in the darkness of the blindfold.


As we drove he told me to remove my bra and even though I was wearing a long sleeved sweater that wasn’t a difficult accomplishment. Women can remove bras in the tightest of circumstance. And yes, even while blindfolded.


We drove a bit further and he told me to hold out my hand. I did. He placed something in my palm and said “Put them on.” It took me a second to figure out what I was holding. Never before have there been clamps on my nipples. Realizing he had bought them just for a moment like this, I thanked him for this gift as I put them on and felt their grip.


Throughout the rest of the trip he occasionally squeezed the nipple clamps sending throbbing sensations to my rapidly moistening sex. The pain in my nipples and the pleasure in my pussy made me whimper every time he touched me.


We drove on. And on. Finally, I sensed gravel under the wheels of the car. He must have drove another half mile. I could sense that we were on private property. Finally when the car stopped and the engine died he said “wait.” He got out of the car and came around and opened my door. He took my hand and instructed me to carefully get out of the car. The whole time he led me and warned me of bumps in the walkway and other obstacles.


We climbed four steps. I could tell we were now on a porch. I heard the creak of a swing and the sound of running water. The air smelled fresh and clean. I could tell we must be near a brook or stream. I held tightly to his arm.


And then I heard a person rise from the swing and approach us.


“Glad you kids could make it.” She sounded older.


“We’re happy to be here, isn’t that right honey?”


I hoped that question was rhetorical because I was too breathless to answer.


The lady then said “Right this way.”


I held tight and followed his lead, too nervous to do otherwise. I heard a door open and a light switch click on. A musty odor wafted into my nostrils. The lady said, “Be careful on those steps. I’ll be back in two hours to unlock the door.”


With that the door closed behind us and she was gone. My blindfold was removed so that I could see to go down the steps. “I want you to see EVERY thing that is about to happen to you, my love.”


At the bottom of the steps, he flipped another light switch and I gasped with excitement. It was a dungeon. A spanking, love making, submissive dungeon.


He led me to a rack of outfits and chose a leather teddy, lace stockings, black boots with heals and told me to change right there before him. His eyes never left my body and I felt glorious sensations knowing he had arranged all this just for me.


There were crops. Floggers. Collars. Cock toys. Slings and swings. Paddles. Shackles. Spanking tables. We used them all. I spent the majority of the time on my knees pleasing him in whatever way he demanded. He pinched, pulled, teased. He did it all. We did it all.


At the end of the two hours we were both spent like never before. I had been spanked, teased, tormented, fucked and loved. I wanted to just stay on my knees at his feet doing only what he commanded me to do. I was not able to think for myself any longer. I didn’t want to think for myself. I was his and only able to think what he thought for me.


As we climbed the steps he stopped me, handed me the nipple clamps and said “Keep these on until I tell you to take them off.” Just then the door opened and I got my first look at the older lady. She was sweet. Motherly almost. As I began to become aware that I stood before her in leather gear I heard her ask my lover if he’d like to schedule a return appointment. As he slipped some cash into her hand he asked “How would two weeks from today work?”


As we were about to close the front door of the old farm house behind us, my lover then placed the blindfold back over my eyes and snarled softly in my ear, “Keep the blindfold on. You are to NEVER know where our secret dungeon is located. Just make sure you change when we get home before the bus drops off the kids.”

Happy Birthday, Paul!!!!

Dear Paul~



On your birthday I wish I could honor you with a hug. I wish I could honor you by baking your favorite cake. I wish I could honor you by attending your celebration but that's a mighty big pond which separates us.



I can however offer these two videos as just a small way of saying Happy, Happy Birthday dear friend!!





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Fireworks - video powered by Metacafe

I Confess... I'm a Thief

Well guys, I always knew this sorry day would come. I've been too busy to even mind blog this week. As a result, I'm getting desperate. Found this meme over at Hungry Heart. When Theresa wasn't looking I stole it.

What's worse is that we're going to be away this weekend so my Saturday - which I normally spend blogging - won't be happening. I'll be back up to speed by this time next week. I promise. In the meantime, I'll just steal what I can from the rest of you. AND I hope some of you will jump in on this meme because ... well I'm just nosy and love learning about all of you. It seems designed for teenagers which makes it even more fun.


1. Are you wearing shoes? It's 5:15 AM. In other words, NO.

2. What color is your backpack? It's clear. It's HUGE. It's on wheels. And all the people I play with at school want one like it.

3. Are you sick? Kinda. I got new glasses this week. For some reason this adjustment has been a tough one. The floor is tilted toward me. I feel like I'm in a fun house when I'm on steps.

4. Is the bathroom door open? Do you really expect me to get up and go look? My guess is that yes, it's open cuz Adam is sleeping.

5. Are you on a laptop? Are you kidding me. Those things are horrible for my carpel tunnel and frustrate the heck out of me cuz they don't have a mouse.

6. Are you watching MTV? I'm over 40. Not likely.

7. Are you smiling? About what?

8. Do you have on eyeliner? Eye - what? Um... guess that's a negative.

9. Are you blonde? Only in my fantasies.

10. Are you in high school? Well... sort of.

11. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? A very sexy boyfriend

12. What is your favorite name? Adam

13. Does your school start in August? Yes and who started that crap anyhow? After labor day is what I say.

14. What was the last thing you said to a mate? Don't stop!!!!

15. Is your ear pierced? Actually they both are.

16. Do you live in Florida? No. It's humid there.

17. Do you type with your feet? Huh?

18. Have you dyed your hair red? Just some highlights.

19. Are you tired? I just woke up. What do you think? Yes, I'm tired!!!!

20. Are you "Fake" at times? Yup.

21. Is Alcohol Bad for the Soul? And the mind!!

22. Are you bored? Never.

23. What time is it? Already told you. It's 5 something... in the morning.

24. Chocolate or peanut butter? Either. Both. Sure.

25. How many kids would you like? Less than 100 would be a dream come true. Oh wait. You aren't talking about my job, are you?

26. Possible girl names- Why for?

27. Possible Boy names- Ditto

28. What is your computer? It's a computer. Yours?

29. Ever been through or to Detroit? I don't know. Only been in Michigan once and have no clue if we came through there.

30. What color is your toothbrush? Pink and white

31. Do you think abortion is good or bad? You follow up "what color's your toothbrush" with THIS? Are you kidding me?

32. Are you depressed right now? No. Antidepressants are wonderful things. I'm looking for the T-shirt that says "Medicated For Your Protection."

Wants Vs. Needs

Bonnie presented us with the question of whether spanking is more a need or a want. My first response was "BOTH." She, however didn't offer that as a choice so I had to decide. Funny but it seems like others are saying what I felt at the time. It started out as a want but is now a need.

Hmmmm......

I think I was a bit quick in voting for it as a need.

I mean ... air... that's a need. Food? Wouldn't guess it by looking at me but that's another need. Without these essentials we would die for sure. Therefore they are needs.

As I drove to work - and it's a long drive - I couldn't get this out of my mind. I was thinking that we .... not one of us can claim spanking to be a need because we survived before and we could survive without it. We just don't WANT to have to survive without it, yes?

So it's a want.

Not a need.

But wait......

Where in the world did I ever get this idea that if it's not a matter of life or death then it's a want... and wanting is selfish.

I need food but is wanting steak over hamburger selfishness?

Where am I going?

Well let's see, I'm wondering, could it be that it doesn't have to be life and death to be a need? I need a light on in a dark room so that I can read. Will I die without it? Nope. I won't. But it's a need at the moment.

I need my computer to communicate with all of you but would I die without it? Nope.

So these spankings that I could only want and wish for all these years... were they a need? Not in the sense of life or death. No. They were merely a want.

So then why do I feel like they are a need?

Because......

I feel submissive because of them....

Sex is better because of them....

My broken marriage was healed because of them....

I've learned to respect my husband because of them....

He's learned to love me in the way I need to be loved because of them...

We are happier because of them.....

They may not be the air we breathe in our marriage but they are most certainly a form of nourishment for what we share. We've grown and thrived over the past five years since we started TTWD.

If saying I want this is selfish, then I'm selfish. But I'm right back to my original answer on Bonnie's poll. It's a need. Without it, my marriage was dying. With it, my marriage is thriving. I don't particularly care to return to that dying state. I don't want to go back... only forward. Maybe it is a matter of life and death after all.

Gosh, I hope Adam feels the same way.

Yes, Indeedy - I'm Quite Proud of This Find

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Did you ever find something so awesome that you just had to share it with the rest of the world? Did you ever hear something so unbelievable that you just have to tell someone?

Lookie what I found....

Are you ready for this? I had to dig really really deep for it. And the best part was that I really wasn't looking.... and I for sure was NEVER expecting this particular blogger to have ever made this particular comment in her blog. I thought about making it a bonus question for a quiz but I don't think I'm going to do quizzes anymore.

I HIGHLY recommend when you have the time go read this particular blog all the way back to its beginning. It's funny. It's serious. It's sad. Some things said downright broke my heart. I mean this is one of my favorite bloggers who seems to be lacking in self esteem. And I can't imagine why... not for the life of me...

Yeah, I know. You're probably wondering who I'm talking about. Patience. Just recently a friend and I were talking and she commented that this person is so funny and so wonderful to know... and that sadly she doesn't seem to realize how funny and wonderful she is. The more I've read this person's blog, the more I'm convinced my friend was right in that statement. This fellow blogger is a favorite, that's for sure. I don't think she realizes how awesome she is though.

Anyhow, this was the funniest quote that I've ever read. You'll see why when you read it and realize who wrote it. I'll be laughing forever.

Okay, so here's the quote....

Tomorrow is the last day of school. Thank goodness. I'm ready for a break from the homework headaches and worrying about the wildchilds grades. I'm ready to sleep in and just have some fun.


Now scroll down... way down to learn who wrote it....




















Do you know who said it?

Yep.

Our one and only Grace. Click on her name. Go see for yourself. You HAVE to see for yourself. She's already tried once in the past 24 hours to lie her way out of something she said. I will NOT allow it this time!!!

This is the same Grace who drove the nails in the coffins of every teacher in the universe just a few months ago by rejoicing in their demise when they returned to their classrooms. The SAME person. Do you believe it? I think this is a bit inconsistent, yes? She couldn't WAIT for school to start two months ago but I found it!! I found proof that she REALLY lives for it to be over. A bit fickle, don't you think?

Okay... Enough fun. Allow me to speak from the heart here.....

Grace is one of my most favorite friends these days. She's fun. She's amazingly quick. She's talented. I just love reading anything she writes which is why I am in the middle of reading her entire blog and think everyone should read it, too. And when I found that particular quote.... well I quit worrying about finding a topic for a post tomorrow. It was perfect. And her blog is perfect for all us spankos who don't quite understand ourselves. We're not alone. We're all alike in many ways.

Love you Grace!!! You're the best!!! Thanks for letting us peak into your world.

Prestigious P

Paper ~ Helpful when doing math

Pencil ~ So's this

Pie ~ This is the kind of pie you eat... like pumpkin and apple.

Photos ~ Sometimes things are mathematically explained better with a picture.

Panties ~ Remember my post on Panties? If Eva bought 13 then and 7 more at a later date, how many non-white, non-plain cotton does she now have? And if 4 of them are boy briefs... oh, never mind. You all will just whine like 120 kids I know if I ask you to do math.

Pastimes ~ Would you believe that when my children were small and I would put them down for a nap I would get out math books and work the problems just for fun... it was a wonderful pastime.

Padding ~ Can't think of anything mathematical for this one but I do have a funny story. My youngest daughter, God love her, went to get fitted for the alterations for her bridesmaid dress for her sister's wedding. She came home and I asked "How'd it go with Jan?" and she said, "She's adding some shoulder pads to the dress."

Delayed reaction from me, the mom. I said, "Wait. The dress is a halter..." and she said "that's not where she's putting them mom." Poor kid is an A cup and doesn't look likely to change.

Panda bears ~ 5 little panda bears in a tree. One fell out and broke his knee. 4 Little panda bears in a tree..... hehehe

Pears and Peaches ~ If you have 3 peaches and your brother has 4 pears ... yeah, yeah... you have fruit salad. That's an old one.

Preachers and Pastors ~ On a more serious note, did you know that October is clergy appreciation month? If you go to church, drop your preacher/pastor/Rev/priest whoever... a note or card or get him a gift certificate to a restaurant or something.

Pain ~ Some people think math is painful.

Parade ~ But I think it's more like a parade of fun things... Algebra, Geometry, Trig, Calc... Gives me goose bumps. Not really.

Parents ~ Ask Elis about this one!!

Patience ~ I've learned a lot of this from the above P word.

People ~ I don't care if they live in my world as long as they don't breathe my oxygen. Okay you might find it hard to believe that I love being alone. I do great at work and church and stuff but I am happier here in my own little world.

Pizza ~ Great way to teach fractions. If Tom ate 1/2 a pizza and Joe ate 1/4 a pizza, how much pizza is left in the box?

Packages ~ Screw the math. Packages are a blast!! Especially when you aren't expecting them.

Paddle ~ An adult store was having a clearance sale on a particular type of paddle. Three customers came in. The first customer bought half of the remaining paddles plus half a paddle.

Oh, wait... I think I've heard that one somewhere before.

Pajamas ~ I'm in mine right now, thank you very much. After 3 straight nights of sex and spankings, I'm going to sleep well tonight.

Park ~ Somewhere to go when the braincells have been burnt out by the math.

Partner ~ If I ever lose mine, you might as well shoot me. It's like this.... fraction lesson... pay attention... it takes two halves to make a whole and sometimes half just isn't enough.

Peace ~ Pray for our servicemen.

Peanut butter ~ Nothing is better than a peanut butter sandwich with tomato soup.

Penis ~ Oh, please.. like you weren't waiting for this one... like it's not on your own list!!

Pepper ~ I put it on darn near everything.

Pink and Purple ~ Pastels ... they soothe the savage soul... mine anyhow.

Pumpkin ~ Tis the season. I LOVE fall.

Popcorn ~ Kettle corn? Love it.

Paint ~ My bathroom needs this SOON!!! And my dining room... and bedroom... the whole house needs it!

Pasta ~ Italian food is the best!!!

Pulse ~ Now THIS is something we should all be thankful for!

Pillows ~ I would be dizzy every morning without these.

Perimeter, parallel, perpendicular, percent, prism, and pi ~ Hehehehehe

Pythagorean Theorem ~ say it with me... a squared plus b squared equals c squared. Very very good. Now what the heck does it mean?

A Math Problem for Nick

Another math problem......

Because I love Elis so much I decided to join in on her mathematical fun today!!

An adult store was having a clearance sale on a particular type of paddle. Three customers came in. The first customer bought half of the remaining paddles plus half a paddle. The second customer bought half of what the first customer left behind plus half a paddle. The third and final customer bought half of what the others left behind plus half a paddle. At that point the store was sold out of this particular paddle. No paddle was ever cut or broken. How many did each customer buy?

My real post for Monday follows this..... scroll down a bit.

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The Trucker

I mentioned briefly in a comment that we'd met up with a trucker who talked our legs off at the laundry mat the other day. I HAVE to tell you about him.

It all started when I was loading the first of our 3 loads into a dryer and he was loading a washer. He looked at me and said AND I QUOTE EXACTLY:

"I HATE doing laundry. I'd rather have someone spank my ass than have to do this."

Really, now? Hello, to you also.

Do you know the thoughts that went through my mind? Can you imagine how I wanted to respond to this guy?

I wanted to say, "Oh, for sure. Me, too. As a matter of fact we should have been out here last night doing this but he actually WAS spanking my rear and as you suggested that is way more fun than doing laundry any day."

Yes, indeedy. I fully agree with this... er... gentleman. I'd rather have my ass spanked than do laundry. Who wouldn't?

But who in their right mind would say that to a perfect stranger? So instead I said "Oh, it's not that bad, is it?" And as I wheeled the now empty laundry buggie over to where Adam stood we caught each other's eye and it was all I could do to absolutely completely not lose it in an outrageous, hysterical fit of laughter.

The trucker wasn't done with us. And btw, he had a mouth like a trucker.

He told us stories of being on the road for two months at a time. He told us how his cell phone rings nonstop. He told us how he's been screwed over by motorists phoning the patrol and telling them he nearly forced them off the road intentionally when of course he didn't. He told us of all the employers who have screwed him over. He told us of the one who fired him and wouldn't let him get his stuff out of the truck. Blah blah blah.

I'm trying to remember the details of his conversation but they were pretty boring and self centered. Besides, once he said something about ass spanking I got stuck there for quite a while so I have a feeling I missed a lot of what he said after that. I did hear Adam using a lot of words like "you're kidding" and "really?"

When we left we - of course - had a good laugh over the trucker who suggested ass spanking and I shared my thoughts with Adam. He, of course, already knew what I was thinking. He himself was thinking the exact same as me.

Spanking?

Laundry?

Spanking?

Laundry?

Given the choice, spanking would win out every time, yes?

At one point Adam said something like "forget the hooker scene you mentioned in your blog. I'll be a trucker and you can.... " LOL Ummmm... Kay suggested I be a runaway who hides in Adam's truck. Hmmm... that has potential for sure. Besides, we never did come up with anything on our own.

I'm not sure what my point is. I guess I don't really have one. I just had to let you all know about the trucker who is smart enough to know that getting spanked is way more fun than laundry.

That's all.

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