When I talk, especially when I’m excited, I am very animated.  In fact, candid pictures of me generally turn out awful; I am too in motion for the camera to catch. I often come across as hyper to people who know me online or who have only seen me in groups where I tend to

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Seemingly endless days where the sun is shining, a breeze is blowing, the clock is ticking slowly, the coffee is flowing freely, strong and dark. The music keeps me company while I sit outside, keeping Taylor company while he tinkers with the bike.

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

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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

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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.

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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?

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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,

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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

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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

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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

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  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

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Holy crap.  It’s been a strangely busy couple of days for me.  I feel like I’ve been moving non-stop!  The reality is more like my brain has been moving non-stop. Between the insurance snafu that I had to spend an hour on the phone dealing with this morning and the shopping yesterday and the uploading

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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

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Bunch of stuff in my noggin’ that’s giving me a headache cuz it’s all tangled up in a crazy knot and won’t untwist… So you’ll have to forgive my rambling today. Somebody on a forum I frequent asked a question about sexuality and how it relates to nudity and if being comfortable nude and loving

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So I straightened and vacuumed the living room, wiped down the kitchen, got most of the laundry started… Taylor is at the garage working on the bike… I’m bored. There are a ton of things I could do but I just don’t feel like it. I hate days like this. I woke up before I wanted

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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

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So I just ranted about this less than two months ago but I feel the need to revisit. Insult.  Injury. Offense. Stop it already! Is it because we are so connected to so many people over the internet?  Because we converse with people we’d never meet at all in our daily lives?  Because we read so

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Kaya wrote a post today that has me thinking. (She actually wrote a couple posts this week that have me thinking.  Sitting down to write my thoughts just ain’t been happening – but the thoughts are there none-the-less.) She followed up on her blog post with a FetLife post, as well. Curious? I’ll go make

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