Let’s start remembering it’s about being equal, not the same. Choice, not force

I? Am officially a grown up.  We bought our very first lawn mower today. New. From the lawn mower store.  It’s red and shiny. It mulches!  And Taylor actually went and bought it cuz the lawn mower store makes me almost comatose with boredom. We’re a very stereotypical couple.  He hates going into Target or [...]

Right. It’s time to unplug. To shut it off. To take a deep breath and fucking let it go. Because life? Because the moment? Being IN the moment?

That IS life.

Really?

We’re advocating not taking responsibility for our actions now?

A pap smear reminder? Way better than that fuzzy peach and white striped sweater I got one year. Way. Better.

It’s like the whole asking for play thing. If I ask and he does it, I feel too much in control. So he should just do it cuz he knows I need it and I shouldn’t have to ask.

And, yeah, we all know how well that mind reading stuff works, right?

I went out and bought all new bedding today. New sheets and pillow cases and comforters. I can’t WAIT to go to bed.

Let’s do bullets, shall we? This is my new coffee cup.  No, it’s not a paper cup.  It just looks like one.  It is a porcelain cup with a silicone cover.  So I can feel like I ran down the road for a coffee but I really didn’t.  Or I can take it down the [...]

So I’m cruising around FetLife this morning and I’m all blinking at my monitor, making gaping fish faces and pretty much sitting here slack jawed. Holy hell. There are a whole lot of people I like on Fet but, for the most part, it’s become a cesspit of retardation. I read no less than ten [...]

Camping was an absolute blast. It ended up being just Taylor and I since our friends, one by one, dropped out.  (Not cuz we smell bad or anything.  Just a lot of sickness and emergency work calls and whatnot)  But it was good. We headed out on the bike around nine in the morning and [...]

So I was cruising around FetLife, looking for something to inspire a rant or some deep thought or…  whatever.  Cuz, yanno, life in the Taylor y puss casa has been damned quiet and normal and uneventful for a damned long time.  (For those who may not know, puss = me.  Taylor calls me puss)  And [...]

I love Sundays. I slept in until eleven o’clock this morning.  Pure luxury compared to my early rising weekdays lately. I’m lounging around in loose, low slung shorts and a tank, enjoying the breeze drifting thru my house. I’ve got fabulous coffee in a mug by my elbow. Life?  It’s good. (The coffee, btw.  It’s [...]

Holy shit, I have had a busy week.  From a busy weekend – other than Sit-Around-Sunday – right into a busy week. Work has gotten more intense as I take on a few extra responsibilities – not that I’m complaining! I have a dream jobby sort of thing!  But it’s left me with little time [...]

So I log in to FetLife today – which I no longer do each and every day cuz I’m flippin’ busy, man – and the first things I see on my front page? “People who think dog rape is a-ok” and “Another day, another shoot at Kink”. Wandering over to my groups I found “Is [...]

So we’re out on the bikes the other day, cruisin’ around in the sunshine and heat, enjoying some country roads, lake views and prairie scenery.  All is good.  Everyone is mellow.  There’s next to no traffic and we can all just about feel the stress of the week melting off us. We pulled over at [...]

I have nothing worthwhile to say today.  I’m tired. Worn out.  Sunburned to the lobster point. Quite spacey. Dehydrated a bit.  Achy.  Unfit company for intelligent human beings. I’ll share some pics, though This is Lake Michigan. We rode along the lake for a bit yesterday on our 5 hour bike ride.

So, if you follow kaya around on Fetlife you’re bound to come across some of the funniest and snarkiest and gobsmacking-ist topics. Which, of course, make the best blog fodder. Today I came across one dealing with rules; Masters rules vs community/group rules and which rules take precedence. And I’m all… Duh. Why the fuck [...]

So.  FetLife.  Again, it has me pondering.  I may not participate there much but, I swear to gods, whenever I visit I end up with a blog post. Lately there have been some discussions about who comes first; child, master or self. And I’m kind of floored at the responses. I mean, first of all, [...]

It always strikes me as odd, how the mind works. The way it wanders and skips from one thought to the next. I mean, last night, I was out on the balcony, looking out at the yard after having spent some time on Facebook.  I was thinking about how I’m not sure what my feelings [...]

So last night I ran Taylor a bath loaded with bubbles, handed him an erotic book and left him to soak for a bit.  While he was in there, I scrambled around lighting a zillion candles (including a massage candle) in our bedroom and putting a soft red sheet over the regular bedding to protect [...]

I”m a very stream-of-consciousness sort of writer. I don’t outline what I’m going to write in advance.  I don’t even really think about it.  If I’m writing in response to my emotions or something, I may stew on it a few days but I stew somewhere at the back of my mind with no real [...]

Every time I see a discussion titled slave vs submissive, I damned near get lock jaw from clenching my teeth so hard. I am not about to get into the debate regarding what the difference is.  As far as I’m concerned, there freakin’ isn’t one.  Not in the way most folks mean when they talk [...]

So last year (there I go, doing it again.  I start so many blog posts with “so…”. It’s like I was in the middle of a conversation with y’all, got distracted and came right back to it like I never stopped. Heh) Anyhow.  Last year, Taylor saw some guy giving away a shed on Craigslist [...]

(Were you humming along with the title?  I was.) Taylor and I were talkin’ this morning.  I was telling him about a blog I read and how I used to get all insecure when I read it, like I wasn’t doing it as “right” as this person was.  How even when they had struggles it [...]

  Yeah, I got some.  In fact, I slept until nearly one in the afternoon today.  But why, you may ask, when I went to bed at like….  oh…  NINE last night?   In a word — Taylor. See, I’m out of ambien.  This is a huge bummer because I’m a chronic insomniac (and have [...]