May 25, 2001

   Okay, so the graphics are killing some people on their down load time - and i don't want that happening.  So i've changed the background for this post to see if it helps or not.  i sure hope so.  

And i had some lovely emails sent to me re: those who read the journal.  Is it very vain of me to admit that i'm most pleased that people do read it? 

      A gazillion things have been happening lately, least of which is the reno's getting done.  i am beginning to think we'll still be doing this in August.  Heh... maybe done for my birthday? 

     We are at the "what colour should the walls be stage" though, and i think our different tastes are about to be exposed.  i tend to stay with the safe colours; simple and elegant is what i look for.  He's thinking bold - a colour statement.  Yikes.  Bold colours just make me edgy.   Part of the problem is that i can't see them properly.  i'm just as likely to say a colour is green, when everyone else is saying it's blue.  (He guided me on the dark background here, by the way.)

     He let me call in our friend S.  She'll push us both in the right direction since this is part of how she makes her living.  Thank gawd for S.

     i am positive neither Himself or i will want to see a hammer and tape measure again, once everything is done.

     On the upside, it's really starting to look nice!  i really, really like the kitchen cupboards and for now we've decided on open shelving for the upper units.  i'm getting anxious to serve our first meal down there.

     Himself got home on Monday from His long week of working ... had a glass of rum in the afternoon, snoozed for a couple hours, then attacked my body - went for dinner at the neighbour's house - and then slept the sleep of the near dead.  

     The next day He had way more energy and i'm wearing a bite-mark bruise on my right breast to show for it.  They match the scratches left over from last week when He indulged in some knife play.  Yum!

     He also brought home a new painting which i especially like.  It's done in watercolours, which is not His usual taste, but there's something very compelling about this piece.  It looks like a Spanish courtyard that is mostly barren and stark, yet there's a warmth that shows through.  

     Hmm.  It's harder to explain art than i thought.

     So it's very official.  i have osteoporosis.  i'm very weirded out from it ... it's an old lady's disease i always thought.  So much for that idea.

     i'm not old ... but i have it.  And now they want me taking drugs for ever and ever.  i'm not buying into that idea.

     And how does it affect the playtime of our D/s life?  i have a feeling Himself will get into more torture ... more stingy type things.  But damn, this means i don't get to feel the flogger the way i love to feel it.  What we may have to do is rethink the play list.  When i told one girlfriend, her response was; "poor you ... he'll get more sadistic now."

     i think stingy toys are in my future.  But if that's the case, then i'd love to enjoy a bit of mild humiliation play as well, thank you very much.  Please Sir?

     The last night He was away, i trolled adult sites on the web.   i haven't done that in a long, long time - and i admit i was very interested.  i went to every site i could find.. including beastiality (no i'm not into that - i was just curious to find out how much one can actually see if they go looking - parents beware! you can find a lot).   i ended up playing a game with myself   ... click off the pop ups before they can pop up!

     Lots more fun than looking at the pics.

     Except the pics had cages and rope things ... and yum again.  i admit to getting majorly turned on at the idea of cages.  i might hate it if i do ever experience it, but i'm willing to try.  i also admit to getting majorly turned on by the idea of being tied to the bed and left there exposed.  Call me crazy.  

     And non-pierced clit jewellry is also pretty interesting.  How do they get 'em to stay on though?

     Gone surfing.

           

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Happiness Scale:

1 - 10

(the scale runs 1 - 10 ... 10 being the highpoint (go figure!)

today = 9

scale back up but not perfect - i'm getting a cough and cold from working in air conditioning i think.

this is not a good thing

But life did improve muchly when Himself got home.

And the hair's gone and yes i'm scratching!

 Leaving in the email hint - i liked hearing from people!

 

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