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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