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I don't want sex.

I don't want spanked.

I don't want to blog.

I don't want to go to work.



Is winter even close to being over?

Blah.

Moods don't last forever, thank God.

Just for the Moment

If someone told you that in order to keep your job you would need to shell out thousands of dollars for a degree that you really don't want, what would you do? If you were only qualified to do ONE thing that paid over and above minimum wage, would you shell out the money? Would you go for the degree that you don't want? Just to keep your job?

I have been saying it this way: "I'm spending money that I don't have for a degree that I don't want."

Apparently I need it though.

Why? Why would I do this?

Because....

I love my job.

I need my job.

I need the benefits my job provides.

It just torques me that five years from now, I will no longer be qualified to do the job I will have done for 13 years by then. Excuse me? What's wrong with this picture?

I'm okay with continuing my education but to be forced to get this degree?

And besides, it's not just the money. It's the time. Have you noticed I haven't been able to post quite as often since the holiday season ended? Well this is why. Eva has gone back to school. Grad school. Big whoop-dee-doo.

On the up side I am gaining a lot already. I just don't WANT to. I'd rather whine. I'd rather hear you all say "ohhhhh... poor Eva... how dare they take time away from your blog."

You know what I think? I think that one of those stress buster spankings you all talk about would be PERFECT right about now.

How cool would it be for Adam to come to me right now, take me by the hand and pull me up from this chair?

And how cool would it be for him to yank my pants down? And take the crop to my backside?

And how wonderful might it be for him to spank and spank until I can hardly stand another stroke?

And then.....

And then....

Well you know what comes with a spanking.... Yowza.

Forget school.

Forget knowledge.

Forget my job.

Just for the moment... just for the moment let it be me and my very best friend... my husband.. my lover.... my spanker.

Ah, but................

Adam isn't home tonight.

Crap.

Our First Day Alone in a Month

Okay, okay... no more chips for the pup. He'll get his Purina puppy chow and a few treats here and there. And I would never waste a good ribeye on a canine unless it had done something spectacular - like dragging a person from a burning building. Being cute? That's nice but not worth a good steak.

We had a good part of the day alone. Offspring #3 - okay, our youngest child - left for school before noon. So now you're wondering huh? I can see the wheels turning in Theresa's head. I can hear PK shouting "I"m the detail whore... you HAVE to tell me." And Tiggr? She's probably bouncing off her seat about now.

So did I or did I not get spanked finally? Geeze. Haven't I whined long enough? And I've made you all victims of my diatribes, huh? Okay, okay without further ado, click on this video. It holds the answer to the question of the day.

Did Eva get spanked? Did Eva get to have some raw animal sex with Adam?

What do you think?? This should say it all. Make sure your speakers are on!

I Wonder . . .

On my way home from work today I called offspring #3 to see if she wanted to go with Adam and me for dinner. She quickly agreed when I let her pick the restaurant. Mexican. One of her favorites and ours so it was an easy choice.

After that was settled she then informed me that she was going to go spend the night with 3 of her old friends from her high school days.

Oh really?

She said she hoped we didn't mind but this was the last chance they could all get together as everyone would soon be returning to their respective schools.

I saddened my voice as best I could and told her that we'd be okay... that we'd find some way to entertain ourselves.... that we'd probably play with the pup all night.

I told her to be ready to go when I got home. We talked a few more minutes and then hung up.

I IMMEDIATELY called Elis. Told her I wouldn't keep her long but I had to tell her a couple things. With that accent of hers she said, "All right."

I then told her, "Well first off, I just spoke with offspring #3 and she wanted to know if hair gel was safe for the pup. I told her that depended on whether the pup is WEARING the hair gel or EATING the hair gel."

I would not have been surprised to learn that the pup is eating it. Silly dog eats his own poop. Okay. I know. TMI.

Turns out offspring #3 got bored today and decided to give the pup a Mohawk hairdo. She said she's trying to make him manly because Adam and I are turning him into a prissy boy.

"And what's wrong with prissy boys?" I asked.

Anyhow, I then told Elis the other thing I called to tell her - that offspring #3 had plans not just for the evening but for overnight!!

Whooo hooooooooooooo!!!

So now she's gone. Adam's playing with the pup who's about due for a nap. The pup has been here for 3 weeks and has yet to be exposed to a spanking.

Is it possible he's a spanko pup? Seems I remember Cassie talking about cats that are NOT spankos (run from the room) and cats that ARE spankos (hop on the dresser to get a better view).

I wonder what he'll be? Super spanko pup? Protective of mommy pup? Indifferent pup?

But more importantly I wonder if I'll even get to find out tonight.

Any Volunteers?

Okay. Admittedly I did not mean it when I said I was blog striking until Adam spanked me. I mean come on, that might be a while. And I would miss you all. Besides, until then I certainly need to vent and where better than here on your shoulders.

Kidding. Venting isn't necessary but it's true. It has been a while. A loooong while. That's okay though. I can contentedly live vicariously. Not a problem.

How about all of you? Are you as glad as I am that the holidays are over? I love my kids with all my heart however it's tiring. I've gotten used to only looking out for Adam and myself. When they are home, their friends come over. Their friend's friends stop by. And me? I think everyone has to overeat. After all, it IS the holiday season. I feed them all.

It was fun. Lots of fun. But now I'm kind of glad to be back to my routine. Spring break will be nice. No one will be here. I'll have that whole week to blog. Can you believe I'm already counting down the days?

I do really like that third picture in my previous post. It would make a great avatar, if you ask me. Okay, so you didn't ask me. Still.....I think someone out there should use it.

This is small talk. Maybe I should quit beating around the bush here and just get to the point. Ya think? Okay...

Here goes....

ADAM~ Can you hear me? Geeze... I'm waiting... My readers are waiting. We're tired of the small talk of this post. Spank me or I'm gonna find someone who will.

Nah, I'm just kidding...

We still have a child home for the holidays. She's here till MLK day. I'm fairly certain though that we'll take care of business the minute she leaves. No wait. It will probably be that time of the month. After that, I'm sure.

Geeze.

I give up.