fever, chills and bar night update!

Well, i didn’t get to do the update that i wanted to over the weekend. Friday was catching up on domestic duties, Saturday was more of the same and the off to our send off party – throw for us by New York boys of Leather and MAsT Metro NY. The party was awesome – so many people – old friends, some of our newest MAsT members, tons of the NYboL guys. Great stuff for the bake sale, awesome deviled eggs by Dame Amanda and Dame Edna (thank You!) The 9th Ave saloon even donated 2 $25.00 drink coupons for the raffle we had. That was an unexpected and MUCH appreciated donation. Our raffle sales people kicked major butt and coerced even the “vanilla” ladies out of their money! The bootblacks did a brisk business, thank you all for sharing the proceeds with us. The Handsome boys on coat check also were amazing! Great job! Big thank you to every one who helped organize this. You guys not only make it possible to run for a title but you make it worth while to do so! i am a very, very lucky girl!

By the end of the evening, Master was not feeling so hot. By Sunday morning He was in full-blown fever, sore throat, evil upset stomach mode. Oy! Rather than spend the day doing some preparations for SPLF, i was making soup and hot and cold compresses and also plying The Grumpy Patient with liquids. It’s hard to order your Master to drink tea when He’s cranky!

So, SWLC…. Amazing! What a treat to go there and get to spend time with old friends and make some new ones. i met an amazing woman, Roberta, who i want to be my leather Grandmother! This was her first national event and she had a blast. Judging from the line of people who were waiting to say goodbye to her on Monday morning, i think she made a huge impression on everyone that she met. When it was time for us to leave on Monday morning, i was just bawling my eyes out! Amazing woman, real and true.

i also got to spend some time with US Daddy & boy Eric & Earl. Great people, so welcoming, so sweet! i do so love a good bear! (not to mention a hot boy!) We actually ran in to them at the airport, so got to spend a few more minutes with some quality peoples! *big grin!*

Master & i got to spend some time with pug, who we’ve met several times before but never got to really talk to before. They ended up being the “main” drummers for the Dance of Souls. WOW! What a powerful event! i got to release some anger and sorrow, a lot of catharsis for me. There’s been so much loss for me, that went un-mourned and so, at the Dance i was able to release a lot of it.

One of the last conversations we had was with Master Steve, who has apparently passed us The Golden Paintbrush. Master Larry & i are going to have to think hard and gather our resources together, but the project Master Steve suggested (Does Master Steve ‘suggest’ anything? ) is do-able. i am not discussing it here on the blog, i believe in keeping ideas quiet while they ferment but if anyone wants to know – email me or leave a comment and i'll discuss it with you. (See, that’ll get y’all to leave me a comment, won’t it?)

OK, back to work for me and a few doses of Pine Tincture to help prevent me from getting whatever it is that my Master is infested with.
Namaste!

The Drum, the Bear and the Grandmother... oh, and a Golden Paint Brush...

Ok, i'm still too tired and have way too much catch up to do today to give a full report on Southwest Leather Conference (not to mention that blogger wasn't working for most of the day! grrr!) - i will say for now, cliched as it sounds - this was a life changing event for me.

i am still processing the whole event - starting with getting to hang with Master Blair and ending with bawling my eyes out in the lobby as we were leaving.... Wow!

i promise - full update by the end of the weekend!

for me?

Yes, for me. From Mistress Suzan and slave ziggy! They did another fabulous and very timely (for me) presentation for MAsT Metro NY. Good turn out. Lots of information to think about.

We all (another huge crowd) headed over to the Chelsea Diner and Lo and Behold a bouquet arrived for me. *grin* a leather girl just *LOVES* flowers!

i also received a very special gift from a dear friend. i am truly touched to be surrounded by such loving and lovely people.

It's going to be a really good year.

Cake #2

Cake number two! But Number 1 with me, this one was from my Master. Just the two of us at home. Great end to a super day. Any day my Master sings to me is a good day! :-)

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy birthday to me! We spent the day with Mistress Suzan & slave ziggy as they presented for MAsT Central NJ. Lots of fun, i really like those guys alot. We all (25 of us!) piled in to Shogun 18 and chowed on sushi. Lots of great conversation, i got to know Mistress Mia and Her property a bit better. Good folks all around. Strong representaton from our friends from Philly too. Then.... the lights dim, loud music blares and a cake arrives for me! Whoot! Delish! so much fun and so humiliating. We are a LOUD bunch of people! Excellent day over all, thanks EVERYONE!

last post ever.....

HA! i gotcha didn't i?
It's my last post ever at 39, tomorrow i'll be 40. Mixed feelings? Nope, not really. i am ready to leave my 30's behind. Aside from winning the Northeast title this year, 39 basically sucked for me. In fact, over all - it was a worse year than when i was diagnosed with ITP. How's that for bad?

OK, maybe it wasn't all bad. i found my back bone and it was surprisingly buried under debris in my art studio. i found a lot of lost "stuff" this year, things i didn't even know were missing from my life. i made some good friends along the way and met a lot of people that i'd like to know better.
39, i lost my best dog, Basil. He'll never be replaced and i still miss him so much. But i do now have 2 rotten dogs to share my life with. (Not totally rotten, just very... muddy)

i am still on my Black Crowes kick, so i will leave ya'll with the lyrics to Wiser time. And a toast to the people who helped shape me for another year!


Wiser Time - The Black Crowes
No time left now for shame
Horizon behind me, no more pain
Windswept stars blink and smile
Another song, another mile
You read the line every time
Ask me about crime in my mind
Ask me why another read song
Funny but I bet you never left home
Chorus:
On a good day, its not every day
We can part the sea
And on a bad day, its not every day
Glory beyond our reach
Seconds until sunrise
Tired but wiser for the time
Lightning 30 miles away
Three thousand more in two days