Just be
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 about it. People are different and they behave in different manners and the stupid labels are just that. Stupid labels. I’d probably be more label friendly if people used…...
Read MoreEpiphany!
I’ve talked a gazillion times about expectations. I have. I know I have. I also know that to let myself have a bunch of expectations about something pretty much sets me up to be disappointed. But I think I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not the expectations themselves… It’s unspoken, uncommunicated expectations. Those types of expectations require that everyone involved in them be on the same page and expecting, wanting and feeling up to the same...
Read MoreSelf awareness doesn’t always equal calm
Every time I know we’re going to a play party I get in this mild sort of panic all day. I’m not certain panic is the right word. I get nervous and apprehensive and excited. I start to wonder – and want to know - what Taylor has planned, what he’s going to do to me. Often I’ll ask but I’ve basically learned not to. Not because it angers him or gets me in trouble or makes it worse or anything like you’d expect. No. It’s because he never...
Read MoreBoy, that girl sure can babble
So after a Teen free week, life is back to normal. Back to grabbing a robe before I get up to make coffee. Back to tucking the princess satchel back into my room rather than leaving it out. Back to not forgetting to put the toys away when I’m done with them. And back to no sex on the living room floor whenever we want. It’s not all bad, though. I missed that damned kid! He walked in the door and I swear he looked taller. And now it’s also back to me NOT having to do...
Read MoreAttention Nazi
Attention. We all want some sometimes. Some of us want more than others. You know the type. Attention whores. Everything they do is done to garner attention. It’s another thing I just don’t get. Now I’m not going to say I never look for attention. We all do. Blogging itself is an attention seeking behavior. We put our lives, our pictures, our thoughts and even our sexual escapades out there for everyone to see, for everyone to comment on. Hell, I even sell...
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