Seldom Seen Way

The only thing i detest of playing hard is the coming down part. Body parts hurting, yet feel good if pressed in the right place, the head starting to wrap up into full speed again, and the general blue feeling that it is all over.

It was a good Subwoofer night, with some good family (from both Houses), friends and good beats at the House afterwards. The masochists of the house were well used. Sir and i play during the week, however, not at a higher intensity as we do like this. It is quite a treat when it does happen.

The poor floor though got a touch soaked, that happens when Sir commands me to cum. It doesn’t help when Sir BK is egging me on – with her hands in my hair to hold me in place while i am being beaten. Then again, i can’t say that i was complaining LoL.

This time Sir had another to help, the lovely MirandaJane…with Sir insisting she could indeed hit me harder than she was. And yes, Sir was correct about that LoL.

It was good to be able to sit with her a little later and just talk with her. Sir is right, she is a smart one, and does ask good questions. You could see MJ processing what she was watching and taking in as much as she could.

The time spent afterwards with Sir, curled up at His feet, head on His lap felt so good. Sir encouraging elle to come and snuggle with us after her beats (as her Sir was helping with another beat). We just held on to each other, enjoying the show in front of us (or what i can recall), the warmth of our bodies and the happy floating time. My favourite thing is when Sir rubs/scratches my head or behind my ears, i was in my happy place.

The bruises (including the ones from this past week)  have allowed me to think about the weekend with a huge smile. There was so much going on that i am sure i missed something.

Basically, what I am trying to say –  All in all, it was a very good evening and i think it was needed by many of us. The connection sometimes gets lost with distance, Life and Love. We felt more like a Family again and i am reminded how blessed we are to have so many good people in our Life… including the ones that we spent time at Subwoofer with.



{August 31, 2016}   Been avoiding…

i have been avoiding this forum to write – there is so much going on in our Family that sometimes it seems  overwhelming to lay it out here. Sir has posted to help Him to sort His brain out.

For me, it is just little things – for Him it seems to be small things, piling on top of other things – and the big things are attempting to balance on top.

Sir and i are well between us. Thankfully that is something we are good at keeping in a good place. It is everything else surrounding us.

It seems Sir doesn’t get a moment to breathe before He needs to deal with the next dilemma/drama/issue at hand. When He goes to sleep – it takes Him a touch to get to slumber land – and it is not a restful one. Trust me – i watch and listen to Him throughout the night.

Yesterday i had Sir write (AND YES, i HAD Sir write) – He needed to do it – for His sanity and everyone else that is connected to Him. i need to take care of Him and i was running out of options. His well-being is being compromised, and you can see little bits of Him being pulled in many directions – some are good and the others not so much.

i am hoping today at work – it is really busy and He doesn’t have time to think – or really quiet – as He will clean to relax/semi think.

So yeah – that is why i have been “quiet”. i did have a great weekend – and when everything settles – i may get to writing about it. However at this time – i need to be there for Sir ❤

AND From the cries of Einstein – it appears i need to feed the Feline Overlords – as they are starving. Perhaps i will also get the sun-room wall finally cleaned.


{August 2, 2016}   Falling from grace…yet again

Ah – the Annual FFG camping weekend has come to a close. No huge epiphany – just that i enjoyed this year more so than the last couple and this sunburn is so worth it – along with the bruises creeping up on the skin underneath it. This will be a longer post – it was 4 glorious days of being with a community i love.

A Kink fest at its best and worse. It was a time to spend with kitten, Family and Friends. i think we got more bonding from our experience this year – even though our campsites were across the small pasture almost in a triangle. It was the idea of picking up that chair (or Einstein blankey in my case – love sitting on his face he he) and wander over – take the time to meet and greet – along with the camaraderie that exploded each time it occurred.

Every evening was set around the main fire, or a campsite – relaxing, enjoying the sight and sounds that were being emitted into the air. The atmosphere of debauchery was addicting to say the very least. You wanted to participate in something, anything, and you went to find it and take what you needed. It wasn’t a time to be anxious, afraid, shut in or shy away. It was a time to be liberated, have the confidence, enjoy the weekend for what it was and what it was willing to give to you.

There were mini beatings, chase downs, wrestling, sharing of drinks and foods, laughter and a couple of serious moments. There were tears, cackles, giggles, “bend over – show so and so your marks”, ”ow Motherfuckers”, and Thank You Sirs/Miss scattered throughout the day and evening.

Last year, we didn’t play in the dungeon – just in our camp/tent and it didn’t really satisfy the needy pain slut that i am. Sir fixed that problem this year – He reassured me it was going to happen one way or another. I got an awesome beating, more humiliation play than He usually does in public, broke one of Sir’s tools which He then decided needed to be planted in my ass as a flag pole till He was done. A quick pass out with a cunt punching to revive me. Yep – happy fucking slut i am. Sir did hurt Himself – He fell backwards off the stage – though i didn’t realize it as much as others – yet He finished our scene and got His feet nursed. Me thinks He loved that part a touch LoL – It looked like He twisted His ankle, and a small cut on the other.

i met “bubba” a beautiful tool (police baton) that weekend – Miss J’s tool that She let Sir borrow and She also applied to my ass. The thud of that thing was most wonderful.

i have bruises on my ass, the inside of the crack of my ass, the backside of the thighs, the upper arms, shoulders, the back, and sore on my jaws.

i got to be used from several of the family and honorary family, slapped, hugged, poked and prodded from friends, and used as a demo bottom for a predicament piercing workshop (fucking loved this).

Sure there were some things that made me turtle a touch – that is expected at events like this – my kink is not always your kink. Accept it and move on or deal with it. You are responsible for yourself foremost. i was reminded of this from Miss J – take ownership of your feelings, your health – because you cannot be of service to others if you cannot be of service to yourself.

There were body play/primal workshops – our presenter was going through all the body parts and what could be done with it. It was an interactive workshop. Knowing the body had a stomach/ribs/face – i learned to sit there, turn away my head, refocus on something else till it was done. Open hand slaps i can get through, closed fists not so much. i was proud of how i dealt with it. Last year, i couldn’t deal with a take down happening in our camp area- and ensured i was somewhere else and chose to read/colour till it was safe for me to join our little world again.

There was a breast bondage/torture chain gang happening – Kitten wanted her partners there as she was participating, i had to decline. It is not something i can watch/listen to. Knowing your limitations is a big thing – taking the responsibility to deal with it is mine alone. Instead Sir put me in Miss J’s care while He went to be with Kitten.

It was nice to have that one on one time with Miss J – She is a woman i respect and look up to. She asks really good questions as she wants to know the whats/whys – and makes you think as you answer. She is a logical one – it is one of those things i respect highly. At one point, She coached me to follow Her to Her campsite (as if i really had a choice) allowed me to put my blanket down and face away from the action. She talked through it, giggled a touch, introduced her girls and explained the dynamic at Her tent. She trains other Tops – two of Her girls were there – one celebrating 1 year of Service to Her.

Eventually Sir and kitten came over, as did everyone else in our little “family” – we sat around in the shade (being it was the shadiest campsite at that time). We watched a scene of another campsite – a cute little bratty kitten getting punished. At one point, her owner put his toy on her back and wandered away. She didn’t realize we were watching and threw it on the ground. We called her out..she put it back and tried to shush us – well you can imagine how that went over…he he. Her ass is some lovely shades of purple, black and blue – with hints of yellow now.

The piercing was a great experience. i was one of the demo bottoms that Sunday evening – the last workshop of the weekend. Sir Chat pierced just under my breasts, and thread a string through – used to pull, twist, attach to the piercing on my thigh. The feeling of it when He had me lay back – show what you can do – and when He was done – pulled me straight up off my back in a sitting position from the breast. It actually made me love needles/piercing even more. The lovely bruise left over is a awesome reminder of it.

At nights, we shared our tent with kitten – enjoying the time we were able to get. The time to snuggle, stroke, make love, giggle, have fun and just enjoy each other’s company. Not dwelling on the what ifs, could haves and wish i did… and enjoying the things that in fact did happen.

Once in awhile Sir allows me to switch with Him – as He does enjoy it on occasion. i took the opportunity when it arose this weekend and went with it. Fuck, i love when He struggles, and fights yet wants to have “all the things”. Teasing and encouraging is something i am really good at. i love using my body to hold Him down – a little unorthodox with some of the moves – however it works.Kitten wasn’t sure what to do or what the fuck was going on initially – he he – though she got right in there when it finally clicked. After warning her that Sir is a fighter – be prepared – she learned a few things about herself me thinks.

The fireside chat is as always a highlight Saturday evening hosted this year by a Friend of ours – a bunch of people around fire, talking about kink in general – bouncing thoughts/ideas/questioning each other – learning things about yourself, your neighbours and getting you to see all the different views there are.

One of our favourite friends (Handler/pony couple) were in full gear and giving cart rides. Glue looked fabulous in his gear. They did a workshop during one of the afternoons, making bits and showing how their dynamic works. There was a point where two ponies were pulling that cart. In a sense, i have missed that – in another – not so much – not as young as i used to be.

The heat on Saturday was yucky – i don’t think i ever saw a campsite nearly shut down as much as it did. Our bodies tired and drained – finding inventive ways to cool off. The truck pool was an awesome idea, pails of water with sponges, a hose down, a swim in the creek – you get the idea.

That afternoon was very hot – Sir took me to get me into a wet t-shirt – the hose spray was cold and nice. i didn’t realize it was just before cocktail hour as they were setting up…and He took full advantage of this. Hands behind the head trying to get away – soaked inside and out. Being told NOT to move away. i didn’t panic as much as i thought i would when He would spray close to my face. Splashes of water lightly tickling me…instead i focused knowing Sir wouldn’t do it yet get close enough to see if He could get more and more. Having water in my face is one of those things that is a hard limit, and i am honestly working on. i am proud i didn’t freak out – went with it – trusting Him as i should. It was a fun moment – and i didn’t let it get in the way.

After this – we wandered back to the campsite – with the need to towel snap me along the way. i thought i would take advantage of a limping Sir – NOT so much – Sir L was coming up the other way to pounce if i decided to bolt in Her direction LoL – Sir had back-up – She may be this tiny little person – though i am scared she would take me down very quickly…Sir finally caught up with me after we basically went into circles for a few laps. He grabbed my collar and dragged me along to the tent – got a few more hits for being bratty enjoying the adrenaline rush it just gave us. It was fun to be silly and not have a care.

Thankfully we live about 10 minutes from the campsite – hot showers, hot good coffee and a nap one morning helped us get through that weekend. Kitten got to finally see where we lived, and saw/played with the fur-babies – see the wall of books, and just generally how we live. It was nice to share that part with her. At one point, she gave me a present – a handwritten letter and an unicorn sticker (i collect all things unicorn). It was a sweet gesture – especially taking the time to hand write a letter. That probably meant more than the actual words written.

Another highlight of the weekend was the oil wrestling. We have a friend who is a little bitty person – take on a bigger competitor. They did a wonderful job of actually taking it into over-time to the surprise of everyone. We all hooted and hollered for them – the underdog – who nearly did win the match. One of the better matches that happened in my humble opinion. The best line ever was “let go, or I will smother you.” It was a lesson of Never underestimate someone because of their size.

This post is getting longer and longer by the minute – there were so many things that went on and i don’t seem to be able to fit it all in this post. Reliving everything makes me happy and a touch sad that it is done – for another year.

i think i grew a touch in what i am able to handle or at least figure out how to deal with it. i used my voice when i needed, got to be silly and carefree, enjoy some Top moments not just with the moment with Sir, and met some new people…by putting myself in situations to do so.

We were all there to be authentic to ourselves, to enjoy who we are, what we do, and how we do it even if it was different from another. It gave us ideas for the next time we play, and the next time we encounter situations that could be similar.

Falling from grace again and again – Fucking awesome time – every year.

Thank you to the Organizers, the Production crew and especially the Hosts that was a part of this in whatever form it might have been. i am happy that i know these people and they are in our Lives. ❤









The long weekend here in Canada is over – everyone is back to work or somewhat form of it.

Both our Saturdays were spent at work – Sir was scheduled and i was on call. Not something i enjoy though it helped that both of us were occupied with something. Later that evening, we went to a Munch and was able to connect with some Folk from the Winnipeg community. They were out to help get the FFG site ready for the August Long Weekend.

Sir and i got some light shopping done, BBQ’d on Sunday and Monday,  and the lawn was mowed. Sir even tolerated the Green Spot (a gardening haven) to purchase some vegetables for our garden/pots.

With all that said – we did miss kitten – However we also needed the weekend to just relax, from all the go go go we do. There was house work that was being neglected – more like i have been wanting to get through the closet and weed it out. There was a lot of laundry done with a couple of boxes of clothes that came out. i am really proud of what i got done. There is still a day or two left to go because of time restraints, with it being done by the weekend.

There is indeed some catching up – Sir said we could get a pet – we found a cute kitten and He said we could keep her. i am very happy. We are now establishing the expectations and protocols with a third. It can get tricky – however i am sure we can make it work. If anything it will be a work in progress as most relationships are.

We were in at MAsT the week prior – it was an awesome talk about Leather Families with a couple of people discussing how their particular Family worked – dynamics within dynamics. It was a very good talk, with stories we could all relate to. Sir tried His best to sum up how we felt about Sir L & e as our Leather Family…He did a wonderful job…though not only words can show it. We love them so much. We explain how our dynamics blended with each other… and Sir L made the comment that we were trying to convert Sir into a Lesbian ROFL – as it seems to be the running joke for Our Family/House.

Oh my, there is so much – yet i am trying to remember what was missed. Before I forget – The House of Symmetry  was created in a sense – we have a name now LoL. And on FL – i did create House-Symmetry for our Family (it was too long the other way to use on FL).

The weekend is coming up and the start of my holidays from work. We always love going to the City especially to see our Family and now also for our new kitten. The event we are going to starts at noon Saturday – it is going to be a long and worthwhile afternoon into an awesome night. i am looking forward to it. i still have absolutely no idea what i am wearing :(.

Anyway – i am at work writing this – and it is not getting the export that is on my desk done any faster.

i am sure there is much more – or even i could have elaborated on – just there is no time right now.

Laters A/all,






{May 2, 2016}   Weekend Past.

A Monday night, i sit here on my chair at work, not wanting to move or squirm… then again maybe i do…it is that love/hate relationship of being a masochist.

The trip into the City is always something i look forward to… the ride in with Sir, the conversation and the leading up excitement for the weekend ahead.

We had a supper date prior to an event we regularly go too… we picked up B, who was looking really good in her red dress.

The pre-gaming at Sir L & e ‘s started off well.. Sir, e and B… finished off a bottle of Black Cherry Bourbon. That isn’t something i could drink – the smell actually knocks me over LoL

B wasn’t initially going to go to the event, however she changed her mind – and decided that a few hours of sleep prior to work on Sunday AM was doable (Silly girl).

The Sirs helped me finalize what i was wearing… and quite entertaining for e & B to watch them help me into my new Corset. They did a fantastic job…and it felt not too bad after the initial lacing.

Our DD for the evening was Sir L & e’s girlfriend’s boyfriend (MOUTHFUL LOL) and W did a wonderful job… considering we were quite happy at this point.

It was a great evening – i was enjoying Sir and all our Friends… Hell even someone we didn’t know that was in the City was there (from another province – was in City for a wedding) – It was so good to see Him…Sir and i just love Him.

Also Sir had a few good conversations with others that were shared with me later that Sunday, as i shared some of my observations from the evening.

After our event – we went back to Sir L’s home to continue the festivities – probably the second favourite thing going to the City to visit… a good “beating” was in order. Love playing with the Sirs. and e… this time another got to join…B… she had been asking for one for 2 weeks, and Sir made sure she participated. It was much different i think than what she first thought it was going to be….but in a good way.

Nevertheless, our asses are beautiful shades of red and purple now…as is e’s arms and B’s breasts and pinches on the thighs.

When i start to colour, is usually a slower process…i am usually sore as fuck – with barely any marks. The ones on my ass are coming out – it seemed to work more when both Sirs thought to use their knees to it… i agree it did – and i quite enjoyed it except for the couple of three that got the tail bone. As for my arms, i wish i could bruise there, unfortunately the bruising is more underneath… and my back all depends on where it is hit – as it is usually hard as a rock… it feels like a deep tissue massage when it happens. Most people can’t take what i get on the back without at least flinching.. i flinch when it is only on the shoulder blades.

Anyway – B took a few belt hits to the breast, and i took her last 2 as Sir didn’t want to break her. They were gladly taken – sadly i was really warmed up and could have taken more, however Sir knew B needed some time and sleep.

She was quite fun…hehe… want to play with her again and again. Sir agrees. The lack of sleep was worth it.

Later on Sunday we got to visit with L&L – YAY! i miss those two – they were unable to go that night, however we did make up for it with our visit. It ended way too soon…but we still had to drive home.

During all this – Sir and i got to even take some time and wander to the park to Ingress…with Him farming with two phones on His lap while i drove around. It was a beautiful weekend weather-wise…and apparently the rest of the week is supposed to be the same. YAY for sun and heat.

Later that evening, when we finally got home, i couldn’t help be a greedy little slut – Sir fixed that, and i got more punches in my ass for it too. AGAIN – NOT complaining. It was an awesome way to end the weekend.

Time for me to actually work now…Sir said we could Ingress tonight after work as He doesn’t work till 2pm tomorrow… so off i go to get something accomplished.

Something we agreed on after this weekend – we have really awesome Family and Friends, and couldn’t be more blessed by them A/all.


Laters A/all,






{January 25, 2016}   Contentment = Happy fucking sore

Today i am sore.. a happy fucking sore. You know the feeling, turn or touch the wrong way (or right – depending on your thought process), and the memories come back of how you got it… yeah, that kinda happy fucking sore.

We were in the City for MAsT – one of our favourite things to go to… a place to go where you shouldn’t feel alone because of your kink. We stayed with Friends, who we treat like family – and in all things – they are our Family. It was decided that is what we were going to do… i love those two so much – as one had said when we were talking – we know more about each other than our own families. At times, it looks like we are looking in a mirror of ourselves.

Anyway – back to how the weekend ensured i felt this way in another situation:

As you can probably tell, it was a good weekend. Sir is going to be a little sore too, as He was co-topping another slave – and i was exhausted watching it – i can imagine how all three felt afterwards. Then it was “bed-time” and my turn… and i tend to be His greedy dirty little slut. i didn’t disappoint Him in that… there was no cumming for me that night. Not that there was no permission – oh it was given – just given when i was in a position that He knows i can’t find a way to cum in. It was 4:30am – and He told me to go to bed with gentle swats and a few face slaps to bring me back to earth. This all meant that i would have to wait till we got home if i needed more or if He was willing to let me finish.

We will just say it feels like i was hit by a couple of trucks, my arse keeps thinking it should have relations with the Rod – or more like the Rod wants to be more intimate with me. That is how He started it Saturday at Bed-time.The muscles are now screaming from the tensing with each stroke. The hips and ass, sore from the punches afterwards, and i am always amazed i still have hair on my head – it gets pulled a lot.

Sunday, when we finally wandered home -the shoulder is reminding me of the punch because of the smart ass comment made later in the evening, my pussy still wet, stretched and aching from the initial light finger and mouth torture, to the pounding of a toy to eventually His fist making contact … first cunt punching till I sprayed and then making its way inside me… ensuring that i scream out and cum even harder than the last few times.

Today – it is all reminding me of what a fantastic weekend i had with Sir, and our Friends. The smile upon my face can’t seem to be erased even between the wincing as i move from my seat, walk, bend, squat and whatever else i am doing.

And on that note – i am going back to my household chores, Sir needs walkies (socks), clean dishes, and supper when He gets home from Work.


Be well A/all.






{May 15, 2015}   Weird Mood.

Not sure why I am in a weird mood today…

I am hoping it is because it is the Long Weekend here in Canada, or my oldest Daughter is home, or for some reason, Mother Nature is playing with my silliness. I am alright whatever it is, as long as I have some advil for the next couple of days, and the weather stays for the most part warm.

I do need to take some time out for me-time though. I can feel myself getting suffocated slowly. It is Everyone/Everything wanting/needing bits and pieces of me. Flattered I am by this – just not a person that can deal with it easily.

This weekend will be a lot of everything and everyone… Sir, Children visiting and helping with the yard, BMK community, and the Vape community with a splash of Friends from Both sprinkled about.

Anyway, I am sitting here, making a To-Do list for myself, that I really want to get done….when I should be getting my work done – nothing new here 🙂

Later A/all, I will update when I can.


{May 1, 2015}   It is May! It is May!!

First off – Blessed Beltaine to A/all the pagans/wiccans 🙂

As you can see, I have put off writing this week – a bit of procrastinating from me. This is not something I enjoy “forgetting” to do, it actually wrecks with how my day(s) go – remember ritual driven individual.

Back to somewhat of a routine – I have a coffee in front of me, my vape off to the side, Gtalk enabled on the desktop, FaceBook and FetLife on in the background and cats that I wish to throw things at because they think this is a great time to be arses. So yeah – back to normalcy.

It has been a fun weekend and an interesting week that followed. We really needed that “time off” in the City to just not have any obligations except to ourselves. Our family there was awesome as always. It was good to sit, chat, eat crepes with them, and  people watch, along with the shopping.

On the Saturday, we got into the City later in the evening because Sir was working till 6:15 pm. I picked Him up and got the us trip ready – waters, gas for the car, our change of clothes, His pillow, and food). It was not a chatty drive in however I chalk that up to Sir being tired. I was alright with that as I hadn’t slept much either. I had to work 11 pm – 10 am (Saturday). I got in a little nap that day.

We got to the Family’s house, I got our stuff put away while Sir relaxed, fixed His eye tape, and helped with His vape(s). We knew one thing when we got to the City, we wanted to go out – odd since both of us were tired. We were hungry and we don’t have the luxury to go out that late where we live as everything is closed by 11 pm. So crepes it was, and joined by the rest of the Family as we wouldn’t have it any other way. It was a great choice, not too far from home and lots people watching after hours in Osbourne.

The next day was a day of Shopping with Sir. He needed to find some clothes for the summer. I quite enjoyed this, as I wasn’t even shopping for me. It was a nice change. I had a mission and it was somewhat accomplished. We found some shirts and a couple of pairs of shorts. The sandals He wants, will be picked up soon.

Going into the Mall – Sir wanted to go to Danier, I suggested to Him, we should wait till we were going on our way out of the Mall – it was right at the entrance. He agreed.

It is starting to get to the end of our shopping and going towards the entrance. My feet are killing me by this time, and Sir asked again about Danier. I hee and hawed a couple of times, and shuffled in with Him.

I don’t think I saw Sir light up that fast seeing something (except when He is being a Sadistic Bastard). He found a leather vest. The one on the rack was 3XL and the next size I believe was XL(?). There was nothing in between. That light dimmed quickly.

Thankfully the saleslady suggested to put it on as they make them small. It was roomy – however that allowed a shirt underneath without it sticking to Him… also could go bare chested (MMmmmm) wearing it.

During all this – I had wandered away a few times looking for pants… as Sir asked if I saw anything that I like. I found the pants, disliked the cut and this whole new fashion with the bottoms of the pants in elastic – they are NOT sweat pants people.

I did see a couple of the jackets that were beside the pants, and looked at them a couple of times. I did try one on to see if the size fit and it did. It was biker inspired and a deep brown – my favourite colour for leather.

Looked at the price – Hmmm, could I do this – yes probably – however I would be going into the other account – is it something I want? No. Is it a need? Yes. I can wait for another time. That is how my thought process works.

I wander back to the till as Sir is ready to purchase His vest. I am asked by both if there is anything I would like. I said yes and no… which then became the both of me to show them and try on said jacket again. Sir really liked it on me. I just said I would get something like this the next time we are in the City.

Sir didn’t want to hear anything like that. “If that is what you want my little fae, I am getting it”. “I want you to have it and it looks gorgeous on you”.  Of course me saying “No Sir, it can wait” falls on deaf ears.

Sir purchased for me His first leather piece for me – a leather jacket. I am glowing because of it. The problem I have is taking it out of the bag and wearing it – I don’t want to get it wrecked and the weather decided to warm up considerably.

I have taken it out at home and tried it on a couple of times in front of the mirror I will have to admit.

I just smile – a HUGE fucking Smile.

He is too good to me and I would be lost without that Man 🙂 ❤

Eeek, I see the time, I need to get my arse in gear – shower, work, pick up other stuff… I will try not to have such delays in writing.

Be well A/all,


{April 20, 2015}   This week has to be better.

It just has to be – this old body is tired and it is catching up with her quickly. I am not as young and spry as I used to be.

This past week we have dealt with a lot of things individually and as a couple – and I seriously wish it was more kink related than not. I think I could deal with that part of my Life easier.

I am sitting here drinking my coffee (surprise surprise) in my new favourite mug. Apparently I cannot go to the kitchen to grab my breakfast for 5 minutes without a fur-baby being an asshole. My cats love coffee and since I wasn’t around, one thought to paw my coffee for a quick taste…the mug fell – my grumpy cat mug 😦 I did shed a tear while I whisked the cat to the sofa, and swept and then vacuumed the loose pieces.

I want to vape however I didn’t have the forethought to put the batteries on the charger last night. I am sitting here with it beside me, and the batteries charging away off to the side. I needed me some Magnum PI.

My squats were much better than I thought, which is surprising. I did more of the full squat (Yay me!) however walking afterwards was like a pinball machine. I am Lucky for the sofa(s) and coffee table where they are situated in my livingroom. I am now walking straight again.

This is the day that Mother Nature teases me – are you done for another month… or will I pop up a touch later for 3 more long days while you are having to go up the stairs of Death?

My Sir has his own issues this week to learn to adjust with Bell’s Palsy which started our weekend on a whole different note. His Thursday episode of an earache turned to something both of us didn’t expect. Friday was a long day for Him and going into my Saturday was its own tired adventure.

His sense of humour is something that will get Him through this and one of the many reasons I love the Man. As you can read here: A Pirate’s Life for Me

On the positive side – I get a bit of a pirate fantasy fulfilled with this. He is so fucking sexy with that patch and beard. I am just wet thinking about it. Arrrrrr!

After the long day/nights we had Friday going into Saturday – we were bound to go to the MAsT meeting on Service and it was not a disappointment. The conversations/debates/opinions/ideas that went around that room was likely one of the best meetings I have gone too besides the one on Labels last summer. The experience(s) in that room alone helped with the engagement of the atmosphere.

I felt honoured that I was asked to step in at the last minute. About 45 minutes away from the City – Sir’s phone rang and I heard “You want to borrow my girl? Okay – For what?” Poor Tamile was shivering above a hot oven/stove and couldn’t keep warm. Her Master had to make her go to bed as she still wanted to do the presentation. Silly girl – sometimes we need to take care of ourselves in order to take care of the Others. She is always a sweetheart and I love her dearly. Supper was taken over by her Master and His baby girl. They did a fantastic job!

/quick glaze to see if batteries are charged. No L

We stayed long enough to have pizza afterwards with the Family – however we both wanted to go home. We needed to “get away”, be with each other (4 hours in a car round trip) and that short trip to the City fit the bill.

Sunday was a day where we both slept in. Okay, okay – I woke up my “normal” time – however Sir did sleep and He really needed it.

He had a couple of plans for the day – and I added shopping in for me. We had to go to the other Vape shop and get juice for Him. I already bought some this past week to last me a touch. We visited and were invited to come back later as some of the guys were coming back for a BBQ.

Next was a visit to His mother’s to ensure that He was still alive. That went better than I thought it was going to – and He got a new Kuerig out of it as Dad didn’t want it. NOW, I have to get one LoL.

I went shopping for shoes… yeah I know.. as if I needed more. I was looking for good shoes for work so it was no heels/boots/fancy shoes. I needed good shoes with support and that is what I got. I had to go buy a couple of outfits for work and the Life in general.

We also took the time to look for new sandals for Him – I think we found the pair. I just need the go ahead.

He asked if it would be a problem with my schedule if we went to the City next week to just go shopping. I am not on call and I only work the overnight on Friday so that I am able to go to Munch. I can sleep while He is working. We are still figuring out how we are doing this.

Anyway – I should stop, get cleaned up and such – the time goes quickly.

All I can say with the last week behind us is that I love that Man. ❤ He has and is a Strength that I admire.  All and all – I am the Lucky girl that got Him.

Laters A/all,



{February 17, 2015}   How was your weekend?

Mine was fucking awesome.

I got to spend time with my Love, my Kink Family, and on holiday Monday with Friends.

There was rope play, awesome conversations, showing off marks and smacked asses. There was great food, awesome company, and books galore. There was time to snuggle, to nip, to be teased and to tease. There was belts, vibrators, vibrators that inflate, a tongue and beard.

There was Yoda and a murloc 😀 – One of the best gifts I got for Valentine’s – I can’t thank Sir enough – He knows His G33kgirl so well ❤


It was a weekend that I didn’t want to end. That is what I want all the time for us. Back to reality this week – however it is 1 week of work and then HOLIDAY.

I start that holiday off in the City with Sir and our Kink Family shopping before we head to the MAsT meeting.  I am hoping that our Friends from town here find a sitter to be able to attend.

During that week off I will be getting the house in order especially my bedroom/closets, along with a mock up of our presentation “24/7 – it is possible” (or some title like that).

At the present time I am enjoying my coffee in the new mug I got myself – it is not Tassimo friendly – it was cup runneth over. It was an interesting mess – I am sure Sir would have been amused by me cussing about wasted coffee – I was almost tempted to slurp it off the counter however it was a touch too hot to even sponge up.


I got my squats in for the day, and thought I should start the Treadmill now – and that took me by surprise at how out of shape I am – I need to figure out what speed to do it at without feeling like I am going to end up on the floor.

Looked at work email and frustrated already without being at work – that is a whole other story for another time.

After I finish this blog post I am going to continue to nurse the coffee, post a couple of cat/coffee posts to FB, and jump into the shower… check my auction house on World of Warcraft and try to relax before I go to work.

Talk to you all later – sorry this ended up being more of an update then anything.

et cetera
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