A few days ago I was reading THIS post and mentioned it to Sir. He asked me to reflect on it and talk about how things have changed or stayed the same over the past year. I cannot believe it’s been 2 years since we met. It’s been a while since I read my first… Continue reading Reflections- 2 years later
A couple weeks ago it was Sir’s birthday! We were able to escape for a little extended weekend adventure, it was so much fun and I don’t think either of us wanted to come back. He was kind and allowed me to surprise Him. I planned the whole trip, allowing for some down time to… Continue reading Happy birthday Sir!
I saw this on Pinterest yesterday and it reminded me of us. It hits on some issues we both deal with on a daily basis. Everyone has their quirks and when you find that person who completes you then you find ways to empower them so those “quirks” aren’t even a thing. I need regular… Continue reading Our Team
I can’t believe my birthday month is almost over again. It feels like I was just writing about turning 40. I’m not one to get weird over age but I have to admit, I’m sad to see 40 come to an end. Not because of the number or because I’m getting older but because 40… Continue reading Reflections of Forty
Sir is sick. Like REALLY sick. Last night when it was bed time He brought the laptop with Him so He could watch Netflix while I slept. I remember drifting in and out of sleep while He watched His movie. I don’t remember any details now but I know I was having weird dreams. I… Continue reading A Drifting Thought
I couldn’t possibly do anything dumber than what I did today. Let me begin by reminding you that I’m a big girl. I’m working on it. But I’m a big girl. This morning Sir woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Not happy. At all. He was taking me to work today and… Continue reading Dumb Cunt 2
Tonight was stressful. It’s Maintenance Monday and since we haven’t really been doing it the last couple weeks I didn’t think much of it today. I came right in the front door (as opposed to the garage door like a slave is supposed to) and straight into the living room (as opposed to the bedroom… Continue reading Bad Slut!