Friday, September 30, 2016

One Thing I Say I Think, but I don't...Sept. 30

                 I spent my walk time this morning trying to come up with something for this post.  I have gone this far, I can't falter on the last day.  I finished my walk with no ideas.  So...I am going to 'adjust' the title....lol.  I did think of something I say, but don't mean...close enough, right?
                      What I say that I don't often mean.....I'm fine or I'm OK.  I have become pretty good at it, saying with a smile and some conviction.  Why do I say it when I am not?, Maybe because I figure it is something people say or ask, and are not all that interested in a long answer if I happen to be in a not so good place.  Maybe, because I spent a long time building walls to protect myself and old habits die hard....or just hand around.  There is one person who does not buy that answer, no matter how convincing I think I am being...and I am pretty sure you all know who that is.  
                         And you know what....that makes me a very lucky lady...and a very pleased lady that I have complete the September challenge.
hugs abby


Thursday, September 29, 2016

My Best Quality...Sept. 29

              I think one of my better qualities is that I am a good friend.  My friends know, I am a phone call away to talk or sometimes more importantly to listen.  I have sat with friends and encouraged them to get well, and to say good-bye. We ,have laughed until we could no longer breathe.  I help celebrate their special occasions, and comfort them when things go awry.  We laugh, we cry, we play, we support each other, we are there for each other.
    hugs abby

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

One Thing I Wish I Could Do....Sept. 28

                  I have always wished that I had been blessed with the ability to sing....I cannot even hum in tune.  Yes, with enough liquid encouragement, I have known to join a group karaoke.....but the rest of my singing has been limited to a rousing rendition of "Joy To The World" ....the Three Dog Night version, not the Christmas one......in the shower.
                 Now, I know you are all thinking, she must sound better than she thinks....Well, back in college I had to take a music course as part of the education requirement.  At the end of the course, the very nice professor presented me with a basket filled with musical notes.....the one way I could carry a tune.....
hugs abby 

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

The Best Restaurant in my Town....Sept. 27

             One of the nice things about the area I live in is the number of restaurants...from take-out to elegant dining, from fast food to gourmet take all evening, every ethnic food one can want...if you are an adventurous eater you can sample a great deal of variety. I have not come close to trying even most of them. One that I chose to be the best (at least for today) is The Melting Pot.
              It is primarily a fondue place...if you are a child of the 60's or 70's you might remember fondue.  I received 3 different ones as shower gifts way back when...and used them fairly frequently for a few years.  This place is best for groups of people. You get to dip your meat and veggies to cook them and there are various sauces.  For dessert there are lots of varieties of chocolate or caramel sauces to dip fruit, marshmallows, cake, etc.  
              The food is good, certainly not 5 star, but it is so much fun to eat there.  There is always lots of laughter and chatter, and smiles all around.  So this is one of my favorite places to eat.
hugs abby

Monday, September 26, 2016

What Have I Learned Today...Sept. 26

             I am 'adjusting' this title a bit....to "A lesson I have re-learned yesterday".  I know I am a rebel, Master has not completely tamed me...LOL.
           I had the wonderful experience yesterday of attending a celebration for a lovely friend who turned 90!  She is amazing,  we met when she retired from her 'first' job, and decided she was bored and became an aide where I was teaching.  She always started the day with a bright smile..that was still there at the end of the day, she made the best Italian cookie trays, and always was ready to do anything she could to make your day better. Since her 'second' retirement, she volunteers for a soup kitchen, plays bingo weekly, and is enjoying her twin great -grands who are 3 months old.  She is the lady we all want to be at 90 or 80 or 70!
         The party was in a party room of a restaurant, I walked in to see 10 tables, each seating 10 to 12....by lunch time there was not an empty chair.  There was assigned seating, I was seated with friends and former colleagues.  She only had one daughter and one grand-daughter and this was a ladies only lunch..so the place was full with  friends....what an amazing tribute!  After lunch her daughter spoke and said this was her thank you for us...for making her life so much brighter, so much fun.  
     Her daughter then started with the group at table #1 and told us why they were special to her mom.  She did this for each table, telling us why her mom was grateful for having us in her life.  I know at our table, the tears were flowing and I am sure we were not the only ones.
             The lesson I re-learned....you never know how important you can be to a person you meet, to a casual friend, or colleague, or even a good friend or family member....and I dare say even a stranger.  So be kind, smile, try to make someone else's day brighter....they might want to thank you when they celebrate their 90th birthday!
hugs abby

Sunday, September 25, 2016

A Simple Pleasure....Sept. 25

                Ahhh...so many choices for this one.  For me a simple pleasure that I am able to enjoy almost every day now is....no alarm clock.  I have never claimed to be a morning person, being forced out of bed by the loud ring of an alarm was not a good way to start my day.  Oh, I dealt with it, I had children to tend to or to get off to school, I had to get to my classroom, usually by 7:00....
                   Now I am retired, no more alarm, on most days.  I get to wake up, usually on the early side, old habits die hard.  But the difference is I don't have to jump out of bed, and into the shower, I can lay there until I decided to get up, I can roll over and go back to sleep, or I can grab that book and read another chapter or two.  My simple pleasure...no alarm clock.
hugs abby

Saturday, September 24, 2016

The Best Part of a Rainy Day....and....Fun Friday...Sept. 24

            The best part of a rainy day for me depends on the type of rainy day.  If it is one of those spring showers and one of the grands is around...I tell them it is time to get the galoshes and rain coats and umbrellas.  We are going to find puddles to 'slosh' through:).  As we walk along we sing 'Dancing in Rain', and yes stop for an occasional dance step. Usually I am the only one who ends up under the umbrella, but even I give up on it before we are back home.
               Of course if it is one of those cold, pouring cats and dogs day, then I roll over and go back to sleep. Most of the rest of the day will probably be spent with a good book.

             As most of you have noticed, the entries this month, have been all centered on the Sept. prompt challenge.  
I felt like my posts were beginning to sound all too similar, and I needed a break.  The challenge has been fun most days, more difficult on others.  A few of you have asked if Master and I are OK...YES...we are.  Vanilla life has kept us more occupied, as tend to happens.  And, although, I have suggested that we could skip a maintenance or two, Master has not let that happen...they have all happened, as scheduled.  Fun Friday's have also continued, just not always on a Friday.  
        Yesterday, Fun Friday was on a Friday!  As always, we start with my naked kneeling.   Master asks if I remember that the last time I was kneeling for Him, He pinched and pulled my breast with a lot of vigor....I nodded.  He then asked if the reward got being a 'good girl' was worth it.  He relieved the pain with His tongue and mouth....it did make them feel much better.  When I get up I notice lots of yummy toys on the floor...and the whip.
         After a wonderful hand warm-up Master starts with the leather rose paddle.  On an already warmed bottom, it feels wonderful.  All to soon, Master is telling me to get up and choose what I want next...I decided on the belt.  Master lets me choose my position, as soon as I am leaning over the back of the sofa, I feel the first swish of the belt.  I did not keep count,  but do know that Master loves even numbers so I am guessing maybe 100, maybe a little less.
          My next choice is the large leather strop.  I am up and leaning over.  These are more intense than the belt, and cover a much wider area....but it hurts so good.  Master suggests I might need a break, I am soon kneeling and showing Master how much I appreciate all this leather.  Master then says, I bet you want the whip next...I do because the other choice is my favorite, large flogger....I love to end on a high note:).
               I am up and leaning over, feeling the sharp sting of Master's whip.  Master reminds me who much He enjoys using His whip, I am ouching and trying to not move, reminding myself that this is His favorite, and my favorite comes next.
Finally it is flogger time....After some delicious rubbing, Master lets the leather tentacles just swish all over, I am relaxed and more than ready.  In between each set, Master repeats the swishing.  By the time He is done, I am dripping.
              We move on to....pleasuring each other....and getting ready to tackle that vanilla part of life once again.
hugs abby
      
         

Friday, September 23, 2016

Three Good Thoughts..Sept. 23

              I am relying on some of my literary friends to help me with this one....

...............Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.  (Dr. Seuss)

................You are braver than you believe
                Stronger than you seem
                and smarter than you think.    (Winnie the Pooh)

................Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day
                with no mistakes in it yet.    (Anne ..of Green Gables)

hugs abby

Thursday, September 22, 2016

One Thing Not To Worry About...Sept. 22

                  I am trying to decide which of the many things that I worry about...and tell myself not to....to write about here.
                    Ideally one thing not to worry about is tomorrow, concentrate on today, the here and now....great advice, but tomorrow is looming and what if???
                     Then again, don't worry about what others think?  Be who you are, your own person....great advice, but what if what they are thinking is correct?
                       Maybe I should pick the future not to worry about, what will be will be....but what if I have not planned enough to be comfortable with my future?
                          How about my children, they are all successful, I can stop worrying about them. Yikes, what am I thinking that will never happen.
                            You get my drift, telling someone not to worry about something, well that just never works well.
                  There is one thing that I no longer have to worry about, and that is worrying that I am wired weirdly.  Master gets a lot of the credit for that, He accepts all of me, the submissive, the mother and grandmother, the teacher (albeit now retired), the teaser, the sister, the aunt, the crossword addict...all of me.
That is truly a priceless gift, and that is the best thing to not have to worry about...acceptance.
hugs abby
                             
                           
                       

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

A Celebration....Sept. 21

                  I grew up in a small town with lots of relatives. My mom had 10 siblings, as did my dad.  Only a couple of them had moved away, and all married and had children.  Wherever I went it was likely I would run into someone I was related to...and if not, someone who would say...aren't you related to...
                 My mom's family would get together and party for any reason, or no reason.  Rarely would we kids end up going home with our parents, sleeping over so we could continue our fun...cousins made for good friends.  All of my mom's siblings were out-going, fun-loving, and loved to have a good time.
               My dad's family was much more reserved.  Most of our celebrations centered on the holidays, weddings, showers, or a special birthday.  (Seeing as it was such a large family, there were lots of those,)  The celebration I have chosen is one that was a tradition with my dad's family.  They were French Canadian, my memere (grand-mother), only spoke French.  Yes, we all were bi-lingual at an early age.
                Reveillon is the celebration I have chosen to remember here.  It is a french word meaning the eve of or the beginning.  Traditionally it is celebrated after mid-night Mass. In our case we celebrated before Mass.  A hall was rented, and we all met for a dinner of pork pies, a traditional French-Canadian dish.  My grand-mother made them all, and it was the main course.  The rest of the families brought salads, or desserts or drinks. (We still have pork pies for breakfast on Christmas mornings, using memere's recipe)
                  After we ate, memere had a gift for all her grand-children, which we opened. The party lasted til it was time to bring the smallest ones home and to bed, and the teenagers either had babysitting duty or had the privilege of attending midnight mass. We usually rotated who did what. Midnight mass was a huge celebration, and lasted til almost 1:30 in the morning.   
               I think of this now, and I think about my parents and aunts and uncles...and admire their devotion to this tradition.
Since after the Mass and everyone got driven to the right house, they still had to put stockings and presents out for Christmas morning...and probably, just a couple of hours later, wake up to the sound of.....Santa came, let's get up!
                  My mom's family had their celebration on Christmas afternoon, renting a large hall, with Santa making his last stop before returning to the North Pole for some well deserved rest.
Fun times to look back on, and also to wonder how my parents ever survived the holidays!
hugs abby

                 

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

A Way to Relax...Sept. 20

          This is my favorite way to relax.  I am over Master's lap, my bottom is toasty warm and a nice rosy red color....thanks to Master and His hand and maybe a paddle or two and some leather.  Master is enjoying the view and rubbing my bottom as we quietly chat.  Eventually Master's hands start to land an occasional pinch or scratch...that rouses me and catches my attention.  I settle in, and those hands might start rubbing my leg, my bottom, my back, rubbing and massaging, thumping, so many wonderful sensations,,,,,and eventually I hear Him chuckle.  I knew I would hear it soon,  I can feel myself getting so wet.  
             Master might mention that I am so relaxed He might not want to stir me....I look at Him and grin.  I know He will not be able to keep Himself from spreading my wetness and reaching in and creating more.  We are in no  hurry, so the build up is slow....it feels so good, I just want Him to continue.  Eventually, His fingers get more 'active', I am no longer relaxed, I am panting and squirming and moaning. I finally manage to squeak out ...may I cum, ppppllllleeeaasse, Sir.
He waits, but not long, and gives me the go-ahead.  
                   I am officially 'jello', movement, words or reactions are not possible.  Master snuggles in next to me and....it is nap time...we are not as young as we used to be;).
hugs abby

Monday, September 19, 2016

What Really Matters....Sept.19

           My first thought when I read this was the Beatles...yes the musical group...and yes I know I am dating myself.  To me, their music is timeless. and to quote part of one of my favorites...and what really matters is...

                   Love
                   All you need is love 
                   Nothing you can make that can't be made
                   No one you can save that can't be saved 
              Nothing you can do but you can learn to be you in time
                     It's easy
                    
                     All you need is love
  
                    Nothing you can known that isn't known
                    Nothing you can see that isn't shown 
                    Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant
                        to be
                    It's easy

                       All you need is love.

Wishing you all love....and spread a little of it today!
hugs..and love abby

                      
                     

Sunday, September 18, 2016

What am I waiting for?...Sept. 18

                  Tricky question....I think that most of us have a tendency to put off certain things.  Waiting for a better time, or when we are not so tired, or just stalling in general.  What we all know, and would love to ignore, is that we have no control over time or the future.  So whatever it is that you are putting off...a doctor's appointment, a vacation, returning to school, making amends with a friend, visiting a relative or friend....whatever it is, do it.  Regrets over passing time and "I should haves", can only cause some pain.  Right now, or at the latest tomorrow...make that appointment, visit that friend or relative, help someone who is in need, make plans for that vacation.
                This is advice I need to heed, so no more excuses for me either.
hugs abby

Saturday, September 17, 2016

One Thing To Do Today....Sept. 17

   Well, it is Saturday.  On Saturday's I usually grocery shop...and that would make for a very boring post.  While I was walking this morning I came up with an idea....a history of the different 'ages'...according to me.... of grocery shopping. (If you stop reading now, no one could blame you).
           College age....usually about the first time most people shop on their own.  Friday afternoon after the last class for the week, you run in to the closest grocery, or small corner store, for a beer run, chips and pretzels and donuts for the following week to eat on the way to that darn early class.  If it is a special weekend...cheese and crackers might also be on the 
list. 
           College grad, might also be newly married. You are too busy working during the week to worry much about food, but on weekends it is dinner party time. Friday night you scour the recipe books to find something new to try.  You might have to shop at more than one store to find all the ingredients, but it is worth it.  
                Young mom...in my case it was 3 babes in 4 years.  Grocery shopping takes up almost 1/2 day, getting all the kids into the car seats and out again, convincing the 4 year old that yes she can walk, there is no room in the basket since her brother is there, and I do have to put groceries in the basket also.  Every  time you reach to put something in the basket you have to check to make sure you still have all three kids.  When you finally get home, you find all sorts of things you did not intend to buy...all the bottom shelf stuff the walking child put in the basket.
                Mother of teenagers...they will not go near a grocery store with you....or any place else.  That is good because they eat so much you need all the cart space you can get.  You try to remember what is each one's favorite snack and breakfast cereal and sandwich meat...but of course you have to make a second trip.
                   Empty nester....grocery shopping is a quick run in for a few things...unless the grands are coming. When making a meal, you plan on having leftovers...at least once.  Then there is the special senior discount at the small diners near by....a much better idea than cooking.
                   Since this is about food, thought I would update you on my low/no carb challenge.  It will be 2 weeks on Monday...out a planned 4 week challenge....on Monday.  So far I have loss 6 pounds, which is great, since last week I was under the weather and gave up on the walking.  It has not been horrible, I rarely feel hungry, but then again, eating eggs for breakfast every day is a challenge.  Today I had cashews and cheese for breakfast...
Last night  my daughter told me she could not live like this forever and will be glad when the next two weeks are over....I quickly agreed.  I think I officially went into carb withdrawal today..I was watching a Denny's commercial for their new light and fluffy pancakes.  I am thinking, they look so good, I want, need those pancakes.  Now, I have not been to Denny's in a couple of years, and only then because the grands insisted.  They are lots of great diner type places around here. And..I do not like pancakes..even with chocolate chips, strawberries and whipped cream....I cannot remember the last time I ate pancakes. I took a deep breath, reminded myself of the above and....changed the channel.
hugs abby
                     
                  

Friday, September 16, 2016

A Minor Road Block In My Life...Sept.16

                   I thought about this one all day....I think the word minor, is my hang-up.  Major road blocks are not fun, but they are easy to see.  A minor road block might not be so easy to see.  I think a minor road block is 'me'.  
                      I say minor because, I have been around long enough to learn some lessons.  One of them ...practice what you preach. Being a junior high teacher, giving out life advice was a daily event.  I needed to reflect that advice, or I would be called on it...junior high kids are not a shy group.  
                        I tend to doubt myself, to second guess myself. Thinking I should do more for others, thinking that I can't accomplish a certain goal, that I should be a better...friend, mom, submissive,...I am getting better at trusting my instincts, and believing others when they compliment me.  But every now and then, that little voice  starts to try to get into my head...creating a road block. I know that no one is perfect, and we tend to be our most critical judges.  
                       Maybe the next time that voice tries to start up...I will try tell it, I can see a smooth, straight road ahead...not more road blocks.
hugs abby
                                  
                            
                            
                               

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Sept. 15...The Last Library I Visited... by

                  The last library I visited was our town library, yesterday.  Our book club meets at the library on the second Tuesday of the month. They provide us with a room, in the back, so we do not have to whisper.  This month we read and discussed The Good Earth by Pear Buck.
                   Only two people had read it before, I was among those who had not.  That is a little surprising since I though it was pretty near required in high school.  All but one enjoyed reading it.  It is the story of one family pre and post revolution in China.  I enjoyed it.....if you are looking for a classic read, I would recommend it.
hugs abby

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Sept. 14..The Thing That Gives Me Hope...

                 If you know me...you have probably guessed my answer to this one.  My grand-children...they were my first thought, and I have tried to come up with a better idea...but I keep seeing their faces, and for me, there is no better choice.
                   They are 4,5,7, and 8,  They are creative, loving and entertaining.  They can make any day brighter.  They already are learning to give back, and the importance of helping others.  They love to surprise me with something they know I will love...and of course, I do.  They are resilient, they know that some things take more than one attempt.
                      Whenever I wonder about what the future will bring, and start to think about all the possible negatives....I remember the 4 little laughing faces, with endless potential, and I know....they give me hope.
hugs abby
               


Tuesday, September 13, 2016

An Important Truth...Sept 13.

           Wow...so many choices...I finally settled on:

Each day is a gift.....the best way to say thank-you for the gift, is to make someone else's day better.

hugs abby

Monday, September 12, 2016

Harder Play....on the second Monday....

        A while ago, Master proclaimed the first Monday of the month harder play Monday. It has happened a couple times, but life seems to have different plans....either life or my prayers being answered.
         Last Monday was Labor Day...family time.  Master had said we would do the harder play on Tuesday.  We barely had time for maintenance.  On Wednesday, I had the sniffles, and was up all night with a miserable hacking cough...cancel out the rest of the week....
       I am finally feeling better, just a slight cough...Master was very pleased that I was feeling better...just in time for maintenance day.  Master is getting the maintenance paddle out as I undress.  I walk over and reach out for another hugs and then start to kneel for my kneeling time.  Master gives me a strange look....I ask if we are skipping kneeling time.  He laughs and says, guess we are just skipping the naked part. Yikes I forgot to take off my panties.  Master says...we can start with them on....now I am really a little confused,
     So we have some panty on kneeling, re-claiming time.  I am then over His lap, panties on.  Master starts with a hand warm-up, and some rubbing.  He asks if the warm-up is worth it...I say always.  He then grabs the maintenance paddle, and continues, asking if the panties make a difference...they are on the flimsy side.  I tell Him anything helps. 
       After a bit, Master says enough of this pretending...let's get to the real thing.  I try to explain that this is the real thing...does not work.  So, I am naked over his lap, and He starts by lightly spanking my thighs.  He asks if that is where maintenance should be, I honestly say no.  He reminds me there is a much better answer.....I know what he wants to hear, i also know that he will 'up the ante' until he hears it.  'It is your choice, Sir."  Real maintenance starts....on my bottom, phew.
     I am ouching from the beginning ...maintenance is 4 sets of 25.  After the first set, while He is rubbing, I remark that He is spanking harder than usual.....He does not think so, I must be more sensitive today.  Second set, a little harder, and then a break...otherwise known as sucking Master's cock time.  Too soon break time is over, time for the last 2 sets.  
     Maintenance is over and Master tells me to present my bottom.  I am thinking maintenance is over..I hear spread your legs I want to able to get between them.  As soon as I do, I feel the crop.  Once He has me moaning, He moves to my bottom, I am relaxing into the spanking, when a much harder smack lands....I react and He tells me...nice a hand print.
     Master is done with the crop and I start to get, Master stops me.  I say more?....He grins and says the words...harder play Monday.  I know that resistance is futile. So I settle back in....Master has chosen a toy with a much sharper sting...the small strap.   Next, I feel a much larger smack, covering most of my bottom.  The large leather oval paddle.  My bottom is definitely warmed up, and I am 'in the zone ' of just accepting and enjoying.  Master finishes up and says 10 more hard ones,, He tells me to spread my lets wider, and plays with me with He is giving my the last 10...such a combination of sensations, I am dripping when He is done.  ( I assumed at the time that He was using the leather paddle, I later found out He was using the large wooden paddle man paddle, I was really in that zone).
           This was a multi-purpose day...maintenance and harder play....and some might fine loving.....and to think, I used to dread Mondays.
hugs abby

My Favorite Meal....September 12

               I am a fairly adventurous eater, I enjoy trying new things, and my tastes have changed over the years.  My favorite meal has remained the same for as long as I can remember.
                Start with a seafood chowder, no crackers, do not want to get too full.  Skip the salad...that is for diet days. Followed by steamers (clams for you non New England folk), with broth and butter.  Followed by the main attraction boiled lobster.  Preferably served outside, all around a picnic table.  Everyone is wearing bibs...so the squirting of the lobsters is not a major problems.  Usually someone new to the feast is being taught how to eat a whole lobster...so that none of the meat is wasted.
              Dessert....usually something for the kids...the adults are all in a lobster coma.
   *****If this meal is with the grands...most of you probably can guess.....ice cream replaces all of the above.
hugs abby

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Sept. 11...A time I made a good choice....

              Those of you who have read here for a while will be familiar with this choice.
               It was over 15 years ago, I was exploring this strange interest (at that point I was not ready to think of it as a need) I had in spanking.  I had been chatting with Master (mostly computer, a few calls) for some time.  He finally said, it was time, He wanted to meet me.  He asked if I wanted a beer or a cup of coffee...I replied, that is easy, beer!  He chuckled and said ...an honest answer, love that.
                We were both free the next day after work ....He knew not to give me too much time to think about it.  Yes, I was nervous,  going from computer to real life...that was a first for me.  I taught the next day, and teaching junior high, means you  need to be focused, so that helped. After school I debated, should I...could I??
               In the parking lot of the restaurant, I debated again...do I go in or not?  I had arrived on time, but sat there debating for probably at least 10 minutes.  I finally decided..now or never....I went in and met this man, who was quite the gentleman, who could make me laugh, who used the word spanking a LOT in a conversation, and  it turns out... we had quite a bit in common
             Having that beer, was an excellent choice!
hugs abby


Saturday, September 10, 2016

Sept. 10...Something to share...

Hmmm....how about a recipe??  I am in charge of the snack for this month's book club.  I wanted something light and not something sugary...we meet late in the afternoon and head home around dinner time. I found something super easy and sounds like it will taste great and the presentation is easy.
You will need:
ice cream cones dipped in magic shell (you want the cone shaped ones ...sugar cones.)
a variety of chopped fruit....melons, grapes...whatever you like....
dip....1 block of creme cheese and 1 jar of marshmallow fluff.

You let the cones dry...make the dip for the fruit by just blending the two ingredients.  Fill the cones with the fruit..do not overfill..can always put more fruit in them once they are served.  Put the dip in the middle of a round tray....place the cones around the dip...like the rays of the sun.  Looks great....and is yummy and super easy!
hugs abby

Friday, September 9, 2016

Sept. 9...How do I encourage others?

          I hope in many ways....it really takes very little to bring a smile to someone, to let them know they are important.  A smile, a quick phone call, a hug, words of encouragement, an offer to help them is some way...the list is long.
          One of my favorite ways is....'snail mail'.  Yep,,, I mail a note or a card to someone at least once a week.  Yes, for birthdays or anniversaries, but I am not counting those.  A friend of mine makes the best cards, she always gives me a box of them for Christmas and my birthday.  I also scour the dollar store for some cute cards...and sometimes just a quick note does the trick.  You would be surprise how finding an unexpected "hello" in your mail box can brighten someone's day!
hugs abby

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Sept. 8...What encourages me...

            I have been thinking about this one all day...and finally realized I was over thinking it.  What encourages me...
 ........Master, of course.  Yes, occasionally it is with a paddle in His hand, and on my bottom, but more often it is with a bear hug, His grin, His words calling me His good girl, and how proud He is of me, and of course...there is that flogger.
..........My grands encourage me to be as healthy as I can be.  I want to be around and see what wonderful contributions they make to this world as they grow.
...........The scale...usually.  When it goes down, even a little, and when I hit a number I have not seen in a while :):)!
............My wonderful friends, who make me want to be the best friend I can be to thank them for their friendship.
.............The memory of my mom and dad....the believed in giving back, since we were fortunate in many ways...I try to live that every day.
............All of you, in your replies...
..........Turns out, encouragement can be found all around me...how lucky I am!
hugs abby

September 7...Advice to Ignore...

            This one is difficult for me....I like to think most advice is well meaning and gives us, at the very least, something to think about...a reason to look at something from a different perspective.  I guess in general most advice that starts with...you can't...I would be suspicious of....if it is something new you want to try or learn about....go for it.  Don't let advice limit  your options, we each march to a different drummer, dance to a different tune.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Sept. 6...My first memory of one friend

                 Years ago, right after college and getting married I found myself living in a place where I knew no one.  I sat in an empty apartment all day....movers took forever to arrive with the few pieces of furniture we owned.  One day there was a knock at the door....cautiously I opened it...to find a red headed lady...who walked right in , introduced herself, (said she had heard about me from her hubby) . She then said she needed help moving some essentials into  the apartment that she had packed in her car. 
                     My first friend in a new place....really a God send.
She and I became close friends, I volunteered to watch her 3 young kids while she and her hubby went away,...something they had not done in a long time.  She helped when my three were born, she introduced me to others.  I was the first one she called when her hubby died and she needed help telling the kids when they came home from school.  Yes we have been there for each other ever since.....
hugs abby

Monday, September 5, 2016

The two sides of a bath brush....and Sept 5..this week's successes

         I just returned from a quick trip to my daughter's.  Some time to have fun with the grands before the school year and all those extra activities begin.  Fun Friday was an early morning event, before I tried to beat the traffic rush to my daughter's.
         After my naked kneeling time, I was over Master's lap, enjoying a hand warm-up.  Master then tells me to fetch the bath brush.  I so wanted to say, I just got out of the shower it is no longer needed, but thought I did not want to return to the shower with it.  As I handed it to Him, I did remark...that one side of that brush would feel really great on my just showered bottom.  No, that is not the side He chose to use first.
           He did go 'easy' with the first set, and increased the tempo and force for the second set.  I then got a cock sucking break, before a third and much harder set.  I did protest a bit, so the fourth set was with the bristle side of the brush.  Instant relaxation....leading to squirming and panting.  Master stopped just long enough to remind me that I did not have my traveling stripes yet.
          I tried to convince Him that they were not necessary, but He considers it one of our 'customs'....before I leave on a trip I need my traveling stripes.  The cane comes out, and on my recently showered and bath brushed bottom....it did not take long for me to get vocal.  Master did stop after each set for lots of rubbing, sort of reminding me of agony and ecstasy.   Master is finally satisfied with the stripes...and we get to move on to a more pleasurable way of saying good-bye. Which leads to another shower.....

Sept. 7th...This week's successes
      1.  Started my Christmas shopping!  ...it is a family tradition, my sister and I report to each other what gift we have bought and crossed off our list.  When my children were young (they all have December birthdays!)...I got into the habit of having all my shopping done early out of necessity.  

      2.  I finished my book club book for this month.  The assigned book is...The Good Earth by Pearl Buck.  It is a classic, one I had never read.  It recounts the events leading to the Chinese revolution, by following one family.  I found it a good read.

     3.  I have joined my daughter in a no carb month. In my case it will be a low carb month, but doing it together will be easier for both of us.  I am a 'carboholic'....so wish me luck. We are starting tomorrow (Tuesday), and going for a month.

 hugs abby


                     

Sunday, September 4, 2016

Sept. 4...Something I would like to try...

                 I would love to try and learn as many different dances as possible.  I would not expect to be an expert, but be able to dance them well enough so that  others would know what I was dancing.  The Tango, the Viennese Waltz, The Cha-Cha, the Rumba, the Salsa, the Boogie-Woogie, the Foxtrot, the Jive, the Lindy Hop, the Paso Doble...to name a few.  What a great way to exercise and have fun with your partner!

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Sept 3...how does content look like?

             This is a toughie. To me content looks like a sleeping baby, a child snuggled in a lap, the smile when a project is completed.  Content is a feeling that I have done my best, that when I look around I realize how lucky I truly am.  Content is family and friends.  Content can be just me and a good book.
Content can be elusive, the trick is to recognize and appreciate all the good surrounding us.
hugs abby

Friday, September 2, 2016

Sept. 2...where I want to be...

           There are lots of places I want to be.  One is with the grands ( and if I did it correctly and this is being posted on Sept. 2nd, I am on my way there:).  They are so loving and so much fun...and yes...being a grand-parent is so much better than being a parent.  I want to be on Master's lap, my warm bottom  heating up His lap, snuggling into His neck, taking in His scent, as we quietly talk.  
           My favorite place to be...by the water.  A nice little beach house, with a front porch, with rocking chairs.  In the morning, that is where we drink our coffee, while listening to the waves.  There is a large sandy beach, where we can take long walks, looking for shells, sand dollars and sea glass.  In the back there is a fire pit, for heating up water for the lobsters...within walking distance there is a great fresh seafood shop. After the sea food, we indulge in smores! Who wants to join me?
hugs abby

Thursday, September 1, 2016

TMI September....

     Han at Infinitesimal Thoughts listed TMI posts for each day in September.  I am going to attempt to post each day. I feel like I have been in a blogging slump.  Master and I are fine, having fun, living life.  Maintenance Mondays still happen every week, I just feel that it would be repetitive to keep blogging about them.  I will cover all the topics, I may end up doing more than one in a day..who knows?? I figure this is a place to be a rebel, break the rules....and not get spanked for it...LOL.
        The topic for September first is...the best part of fall.  I can answer this one in one word....LEAVES are the best part of fall.
The colors, the leaves go from green to marvelous shades of red, yellow, and orange.  Walking outside is a feast for the eyes....the beauty that mother Nature can evoke is clearly evident.  The crunch of the leaves as you shuffle walk through them, kick a few, watch them fly....how can you not feel like a kid again.  Then of course, there is raking and making piles of leaves, to jump in, throw in the air.  The attempt to find all the best leaves, all different colors and shapes for craft projects.  Leaves so much better than snow....the best part of fall!
hugs abby