The End of the Story and a Stolen Meme

If you're here to find out which 2 implements I chose and which one Adam chose then you've come to the right place at the right time!!!



Lori wins but I think she cheated. I think either I mentioned it to her in email OR my twin told her. PK denies it, but I'm not convinced.



Anyhow, I chose the tiger maple spatula (the west virginian) and the flogger. Adam? He chose the furry paddle which I am really coming to enjoy for a reason that I'm going to just keep to myself!!!



On to other business... Tracy posted this way cool meme that appealed to my googling nature. I just had to steal it!!





1) Answer the questions below.

2) Take each answer and type it into Photobucket.com

3) Take a picture from the first page of results and post (use the HTML code or else it won’t post).

4) You cant copy the persons answers who posted this before you!



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1. The Age you will be on your next Birthday .







2. A place you would like to travel.







3. Your Favorite Place( Somewhere you've been).







4. Your Favorite Object.







5. Your Favorite Food.







6. Your Favorite Animal.







7. Your Favorite Color.







8. Your dream job.







9. Your dream car.







10. The Name of your Pet.







11. The 1st name of your current love.







12. Your nickname.







13. A bad habit of yours.







14. Your 1st Job.







15. Your Grandmother's Name .







And......my other grandmother....







16. Your Favorite Book.







17. Your Favorite Band.







18. Your Favorite character.







19. Your favorite thing to do.







20. Your favorite implement.







21. Your favorite position.









Well... that was fun!!

It Was a Weekend . . . . . . .

just like we used to know.

Awesome.

Incredible.

Mind-blowing.

Ever since we got the pup over a year ago we've slacked way off in our spanking and sex life. Seemed to be too much effort to lock him out of the room. Not only that, there was my back pain, upcoming surgery and just so much other life junk in the way.

The surgery finally took place as you know.

After that? I've had no .. I mean NO sex drive. Now, I'm not sure if that's surgery related or other problem related. Either way, I just haven't been interested.

Well here, we are... going on six months out from surgery. My extra weight is nearly gone. I wouldn't mind seeing what it's like to have another 20 pounds off but where I am now is somewhere I've never been so it's quite nice.

Okay wait.

I know that there was a time in my life when I weighed exactly what I weigh now but I would imagine it was a short lived span of time. And I know that it happened well before high school. AND the other medical problems in my life seem to have smoothed out a bit. So anyhow, it's been little twinges. A twinge here. A twinge there.

It's been enough to make me think "hmmm... perhaps my libido is still there and just needs to wake up."

Last weekend I told you about our OTK episode in the hotel room, yes? Well this most recent weekend brought back old memories. I was up early on Saturday morning and suddenly remembered the days in the past when I'd slip back into bed on a Saturday morning and wake Adam in his most favorite way. I figured it was worth a shot so I stripped down and headed his way.

He slipped his arm around me and said "Where's your clothes, Ethel?"

Okay my name's not really Ethel. Those of you who are older like us might get it. Those of you who don't get it, don't worry about it. Anyhow, one thing led to another and the crop got a work out just like it used to.

Ahhhhhh..... my friend the crop. He's back.

It was fantastic. Stingy, but fantastic.

Someone recently asked if it hurts worse without the padding of all that extra weight. And you know, I don't know. It hurts for sure and psychologically I could easily claim that yes, it's more painful but truly, I don't know.

Anyhow, then Sunday.... ah, yes. Yesterday. I was still pretty impressed with our return to normalcy from a week ago and then again on Saturday. I wasn't expecting much for Sunday however about 5:00 Adam said "Later you're going to go upstairs and pick three of your favorites and then I'm going to come up and spank you with them."

Okay ladies, spankees, correct me if I'm wrong, but is a statement like that not enough to send your mind reeling right then and there?

I just looked at him and asked, "When?"

Of course I was hoping for a NOW but instead got a 7:00.

Sigh.

Okay.

I'll wait. I knew the anticipation would do me good anyhow.

About 6:15 we were talking about what we wanted for supper. Then Adam said, "Do you want to eat now or do our thing now?"

Duh.

What do you think I said?

I played the rational card and said "Well, I'm not real hungry now but I will be after we are done."

With that he sent me upstairs.

Oh, wait.

Back up the truck.

After telling me I could only pick three he went back on his word and told me that I could just pick two and that he'd pick the third one. I suggested I pick three and he pick the 4th but for whatever reason he wasn't hearing of it so as I went up the stairs we bantered back and forth about how many.

Two.

I only got to pick two.

And boy was that hard!!! I couldn't decide on the crop. If you've read here from the start then you know it's my all time favorite, BUT we just used it the day before and we have so many neglected toys!!!!

It took me forever to decide. Geeze. That was tough!!! I kept yelling down to him and whining about the situation. He just laughed. He laughed at me!!! And each time he'd shout "TWO!"

Sigh.

Finally I made my choices.

"Okay, I'm ready now."

"I'll be up in a little bit."

A little bit? What's THAT supposed to mean? What's wrong with NOW?

Do you have any idea how hot I was getting by this time? I did the only thing I could do. I got out the Hitachi and entertained myself while I waited. When he finally joined me, it was fantabulous!!!

I think my butt's getting back in shape finally.

So let's make a guessing game of this.... I'm going to show you a picture of seven of our implements. Wanna guess which two I ended up picking? And which one did Adam pick?

From left to right we have a lovely feather (okay, I threw that in just for fun), a flogger, the crop, a furry paddle, the tiger maple spatula that Adam calls the West Virginian, one of our two lovely brushes, and a slapper. Tough choice, huh?




Whoever gets it right gets to pick the next three I get spanked with. How's that for a prize? And PK? You are disqualified cuz you already know. Doesn't always pay to be a detail whore, does it?

Sidenote: Have you all met Joe and Lori yet? Check out their blog. Leave a comment! They'd love to hear from you!

Question on My Mind

I've been having a conversation with someone the past couple days.

Actually I've been having some wonderful conversations with many of you the past couple days! It's fun talking to you in email and getting to know you. It's weird because I feel like you know me pretty well through this blog but I have no idea who YOU are so keep on writing to me!

Anyhow, back to the point. This particular conversation is rather interesting. And it's left me wondering about something.

I am a spanko.

I like it when my husband spanks me. There's no one else in the world though that I would ever care to share this experience with. It's intimate and private between him and I only.

Okay so I advertise it out here for all to see but you know what I mean. Telling you about it and letting you physically witness it is two different things.

The first time I remember the idea of spanking being exciting was when a friend wanted to play school and threatened to "beat my butt" for some minor infraction. I remember the excitement I felt. I was probably six or seven years old at the time. It's been something I've carried with me my whole life. I am a spanko.

Period.

That won't change. Sure there might be times when it's just not happening in my life but you will never hear me say "I'm not a spanko anymore." Once a spanko, always a spanko... right?

Is it possible to be a spanko then not be a spanko? If a person makes that claim were they ever a spanko to begin with? Could it be that they actually still are but are just in denial?

What's your take on this? Leave me a comment or email me.

What the heck, let's just take a survey too!!

Once a Spanko

Here's my view.... Once a spanko, always a spanko Once a spanko, NOT always a spanko Suddenly not a spanko, never was a spanko Current Results

Whew - I'm Relieved

Hey everyone!! Because I'm home sick and because the comments are piling up on my most recent post, I'm going to address them here in a new post. Hope you all don't mind!!!

First off, I must say that I am THRILLED with all the emails and comments I've received from all of you but I'm especially happy to have heard from so many people that I'd never heard from before.

I do wish you'd comment more in the future. It sure would help to spice things up around here!!!

The good news is that I'm 99.9% sure I've found the person I'm looking for. Last night I got an email which stated that this person was pretty sure they weren't the one but wanted to say hello anyhow. Then they told me where they live. Yup. They are the one. More good news here is that they have commented a time or two before. This person is a normal everyday lurker who used to show up in my stats as from their own town but now show up as though they are in my town. I know I show up in stats from any one of 4 or 5 towns. The point is that in reality this person did not suddenly appear in my stats and it's NOT someone who knows me personally.

The bottom line is this... at this time there's no need to go private but I have started a folder in my email and have saved all you folks who wrote asking to be added if and when I do so in the future, should that happen, I will gladly add you.

Let me say this about going private... it's never ever about shutting you out but rather shutting out those who might know me in real life. Because of my profession and Adam's for that matter I will go private in a heartbeat if I ever suspect a real life person has found me out. With that said, email me now if you like and I'll save you to my "In case of Private" folder. In the meantime, life will go on as normal around here.

And honest - I'm trying to make a more conscientious effort to post a bit more.

Stat Watching

I watch my stats.

Daily.

Multiple times in a day.

I know you're out there reading but one of you is particularly interesting to me because of your location.

Am I being watched?

Stalked?

Who are you?

Why are you reading my blog?

There's nothing illegal here.

I have a wonderful marriage with my husband and a happy sex life.

Sue me.

But who are you? How did you find me?

Why do you keep coming back?

Even if you think I'm not talking about you, I'd love to hear from you. Drop me an email at evadry3@yahoo.com. Tell me your general location. Tell me why you come here regularly.

I like getting to know people on here anyhow but I'm really curious about YOU.

So please, write.

See, I'm thinking "GO PRIVATE" again. I did it before and I'll do it again. I only wish to hang out with those of you who are in similar situations - happily married and true to your spouse. I'm not out here looking for anything other than that so why am I so paranoid? Why does it bother me to see you in my stats? Do you know who I am? Do I know you? Are you snickering behind my back? Are you going to cause me problems? Or are you just a reader and think I couldn't possibly be talking about you?

If you want me to NOT go private then email me. Set my mind at ease... even if you think I'm not talking about you.

OUCH!!

Who-da thunk it?

Adam made a discovery this morning.

Now I know that he's a very smart man. That's not why it's taken him so long to find this out.

Actually it's been a matter of privacy....or rather lack thereof.

So here we are.... by ourselves for the first time in a long time.....

He says "I want to spank you."

I said, "Ouch!!"

A lot.

I mean he spanked a lot....

AND I said ouch a lot.

Oh, the discovery.

This is new to us and was quite fun.....

No, not the spanking....

Here's what is new:


I fit over his lap quite comfortably for the first time ever in our life.

How cool is that?

My libido did okay through it all.... not great but definitely okay.

Things are looking up!!!

Actually we're in a hotel somewhere outside of our home state.

We had to take our daughter back to school because she broke a bone over the holidays that required surgery and can't drive. I drove our car here while Adam drove hers.

She's in her dorm room. We're in a hotel room.

We're going to church with her this morning and then headed home. Being alone in a hotel room sure does inspire Adam. He even planned ahead...packed a few things.

Hey Gracie~ I got a back scratcher I'd like to pass on to you!!

The bad news is that this place has more than one full length mirror.

I didn't realize what an unpretty picture weight loss surgery can produce. It's okay though cuz Adam says he loves me anyhow. I believe him. Besides I feel good and I look good with clothes on.

And really, that's all that matters.

Hope you're all having a GREAT weekend!!!

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday C.C