is this thing on?

i've been having trouble using Scribefire to publish my stuff... This is just a test to see if my formatting blows up again...
Oh, technology is so grand! *snark*

busy busy bee..

Gosh, it's been busy around here. i realized today that i still have some unpacking from San Diego to do. Yeah, i've been that busy!
i had Good Friday off from work, which was SO nice. i got a lot of Art done. (Master gave me a "core" day so i could do what ever i needed to feed my "core"/Soul. So, what did i do? i made SoulCollage cards. So far, i have 6 in my deck. It's a very gratifying process. i'd like to have a nice pile of them when i go for my training as a Facilitator in September, but whatever i have done is what i have done. (just let it go, barb, let it go...)

Saturday was spent partially re-connecting with my Beloved Jack Terricloth. Sweet man he grew up to be! It was an awesome concert and it did my heart good to see him looking so healthy at the end of 6 months on the road. So people are just born to be on the road.

Sunday i was told to clean out Taybor's cage so that i get to use it for naps! Hurray! Hurrah! Puppy Play for me! It's in a great spot in my studio, right by the window, so i can get a cool breeze if the windows open and maybe growl at the neighbors as they walk past. :-) Fun! Taybor's a bit annoyed that i threw out his old stinky bed, but he hasn't been in that crate for about 2 months now. my babies are all grown up now. *sniff*

Some more supplies arrived for the big retreat i'm going on next month. This batch was mostly metal working tools, hammers, etc. Plus Master got me a big pile of fancy pens for the graffiti class. Whoo Hoo! i ma really glad i'm driving to this retreat. There's no way all this crap would fit in a couple of suit cases on the plane.

Ok, back to work with me so i can earn more money for glue and wire and shiny art supplies...

San Diego... my ancestral homeland

Well, this is going to sound completely cheesie but as many cool places as we've been during our title year, San Diego felt like i came home. (except for the fact that i didn't have my dogs stepping on my liver the whole weekend.)

The people: awesome, friendly, warm. The Leather community: tight, together, family. The city itself: the bits that we got to see were amazing. i'm trying to figure out - then you have such a big center of culture and art and nature that is Balboa Park - is it a reflection of how great the community is or does that big beautiful park reflect it's sweetness on the people? i guess, either way, it doesn't matter. i just flat out love the place.

i'm still wiped out from the trip so i'm keeping this short right now. my solo class went well. Our hosts were amazing. Balboa Park is my new home, as far as i'm concerned. Although the squirrels are weird there....

Here's one funny pic from the park. Does any one see any resemblance there?

she's back!

So... well.... Wow. Where did the time go? People who know me deeply
know that March is a really tough time for me. Yeah, i re-live some
deeply traumatic things from my childhood. i feel... well, i feel
regret sometimes at how bad shit was when i was growing up and the
things that happened to me. i feel anger at how absolutely rotten my
parents were. i feel deeply the loss of my first love. (Yes, You, Jack.
i'm talking about You!) But i as i relive the trauma drama that was my
childhood, i also feel so loved and respected and glad that things
turned out the way they did. If it wasn't for the struggle that i went
through, i wouldn't be the person that i am today. So, i am greatful,
in the end for all that i went through. i just wish, sometimes, with my
little girl heart, that it hadn't been so damn hard. (Thank you sp for checking up on me while i was hiding in my Cave of Self Pity for the past few weeks)



i've also been freaking out because it was looking like, due to the
title holder financial drain, that i wasn't going to get to go to my
Art retreat. i actually went so far as to try to cancel it but i missed
the cut off date. DOH! So, being that i'd already laid out a HUGE chunk
of cash for the classes and wasn't going to get that back - i made
alternate housing plans. i'll be doing the cheap ass hotel with a
kitchenette deal and bringing all of my own food with me for the trip.
The whole thing, which was becoming such a mass of anger in my heart,
has now become a personal challenge. i'll do the trip and i'm making it
my personal goal to spend not one dime other than on the gas to get
there and back. No bottled water, no purchased Starbucks coffee... no
candy, no vending machine junk. If i haven't brought it with me, then i
won't have it. It'll be...fun. Well, ok, maybe not fun but i know there
are people who aren't going to this retreat because they can't afford
the classes, never mind the outrageous hotel expense. i'm lucky enough
to have the cash to pay for the classes, who am i to whine about having
to stay off site in a not so fancy hotel?



In other news, the new friendship Master and i began at SPLF is going
along swimmingly. i really love these 2 generous and amazing people!
:-) my life is so full of JOY! ( and a spiffy East German uniform too!
*gloat!*)



And i've struck up a friendship with a person who worked at one of my
clients. Turns out, not only to be an amazing musician and artist and
all round good hearted and smart person but also lives super close to
my house now. Good. It's a good thing to have good peeps nearby. Very
good.



my other relationship...seems to be fizzling. Sigh. Damn. So cute. But
if you don't return calls then i'm not chasing you. i'm actually not
mad or annoyed. Just sad about it and perhaps a bit worried. i hope
they didn't fall off the roof deck at work. (maybe one of the boys can
check that out for me on Thursday? *grin*) It's a shame. This person
would have really enjoyed me in my new uniform. Now they'll just get to
look and not touch. (oops, there i go, gloating again!)



OK, that's enough typing for now. i gotta do some work and then get ready to head off to San Diego this weekend!

2 days 'til Dallas

Wow, it's been a crazy year! i can not believe we leave for Dallas and SPLF in just 2 days.

i know that i couldn't have done this title year without the support and love of my home MAsT Chapters, MAsT Metro NY, MAsT Central NJ and MAsT Philadelphia.


The fund raiser / send off party that my New York boys of Leather and MAsT put on for us last year meant the world to me - for those of you who showed up and shared your love and support, You have my undying love and gratitude.

To the Master and slave pair who repeatedly made donations to our travel fund through out the year, You both rock! i'm not sure that they want to be singled out by name, but i want you to know that each lunch that you paid for on the road was so appreciated! You made a difference.

Lexi, who helped us last year at the contest: Your service was amazing and more than that, your calming influence was such a blessing. You are a Lady! Thank you!

Master Z, Dallas: who puts His birthday spanks on the line each year to raise money for the travel fund. slave catherine, who put her HAIR on the auction block for the travel fund. We have been surrounded by so much love and support this year. Thank you!

The people who took up a collection at dinner on Sunday evening after we won so that we'd have enough cash to buy our vests: that was a true example of what Leather Family is.

my Asbury Park Leather Family: Sal, Dion and Tom. One day at the grocery store, in the parking lot - some men approached us and invited us to a Leather night at a local bar. See what you started? *grin* and now, you can't get rid of us!

There are just so many people to thank and remember. And this girl has some more packing to do, so i will close this entry with a thank you to Ms. Velvet, Beverly of Achella. You were one of the first people in the scene to talk to me and you sold me my first flogger. Every event you were at, you always had time to talk and you made me feel so welcome. When we won, you told me how proud you were and i told you that i hoped we could make YOU proud. This year, Bev, was for you. i miss you so much my friend. You are missed by so many. Blessed be!

Laugh out loud and drive off the road

This morning i saw a delivery truck for a dairy....On the side it said:

"GOLDEN FLOW, THE TASTE YOU GREW UP WITH"

i snorted coffee out of my nose and almost drove off the road.

Comments, anyone? Or am i the only one with my mind in the toilet that early in the morning? :-) i really wish they had t-shirts.

a general plague zone

Everyone, and by that i literally mean every single person in my office is sick. One person is back after being out sick for a few days, another is out sick now after coughing like a barking seal all week. my boss is sneezing so hard that he's getting dizzy, another co-worker sniffling (but she spent 10 days in New Orleans drinking so we won't count her...) i absolutely do NOT want to get sick and miss South Plains! :-( How awful would that be?

i am holding strong. i've started drinking water with White Pine Tincture in it. i'm not allowed to take Echinacea, which raises the white blood cell count and can make those of us with Auto-immune diseases have flair ups.

i like my White Pine, i made it myself. i've been using it since i had my splenectomy. When cold & flu season comes around, it seems to work. When i don't take it at the first sign of a cold, i get really sick. Making this stuff is the best of self-care. Tramping through the woods, collecting the pine, bottling it up, shaking the jars each day.... taking a taste after a few weeks to see how strong it is. Delicious! (Here's my goofy, hippie statement for the day: i can taste how strong that tree is!)

Here's a link to my teacher's page and an article on White Pine and it's uses.

Happy V-Day

Master left this great box of chocolates for me this morning! Isn't it the cutest? The jacket is actually some kind of vinyl and the zipper is functional so, i think this box is going to become some kind of purse or something... That is, once we've devoured the contents.


i got to hear Jane Fonda say the word "cunt" on the morning news, while talking about the Vagina Monologues. Surprisingly enough, the world didn't end. Of course, now everyone's got their collective panties in a bunch. Relax people - it's a play about cunts, and not being ashamed of them - get over it! Personally, i LOVE my cunt. :-) And it's gotten rave reviews lately. But that's besides the point, i am grateful and happy that my body is so fully capable of great delight and pleasure. Ain't the human body glorious and amazing?

So, in honor of my cunt, Jane Fonda's cunt and the Vagina that birthed you - go out and celebrate, if not romance, than the glories of your own fantastic body.

Happy V-Day!

Disconnect/Reconnect

So, most of last week was spent feeling completely disconnected and basically sorry for my sad self.

my neck felt like it was disconnected from the rest of my body - actually, i WISHED it felt disconnected. It actually was incredibly painful and out of whack. Master spent a lot of time massaging me and applying both ice and heat.

Work was just awful. Everyone was cranky, including me. One of my co-workers was out for a few days having minor surgery and i didn't even know anything was going on with her. Disconnected again! (Happy to report that she's fine!)

And then, much to my dismay, a phone call i made wasn't returned. *sigh* disconnected again. Not really a big deal, but after the week that i had - i really needed to hear a friendly voice! So, instead, i reached out to other people who i love dearly and was rewarded with some lovely conversation and much needed emails and texts. i love my peeps! :-)

So, come Friday, i was itching to get some action: i needed PLAY, sex, conversation, connection and human interaction. Really. i was as provocative as i could be on Friday night with out being blatantly disrespectful (and generally Master doesn't like a bratty slave!) But somehow, sashaying around in a tank top and panties that have an goofy owl on the butt is enough to get my ass spanked. i was rewarded for my sassiness with lots of delicious play! Fab! After that, we ended up having some great conversations.... which i almost (ALMOST!) needed more
than the play. (ALMOST!)

Saturday: i again practiced Artistic whining and provocativeness to get my way.

i convinced Master that we REALLY needed to go to the Eagle to support Peter and NYboL and Safer& Saner
after His holiday/work party dinner thing.
(And in the midst of my convincing that we should go out, i managed to strap on and fling Master in the sling!) (ok, i didn't fling Him- He ordered me to do it *grin*)
The work party was brutal - forced in to a conga line.... forced to HOLD HANDS WITH HIS CO-WORKERS and do some wacky circle dance! ack! ack! ack! Non-consensual dancing torture! But we got out of there as soon as possible to head to the Eagle, connect with everyone and carry on conversations that were started earlier in the week. Nice. Bliss! The place was jammed so that, unfortunately meant that i didn't get to have some of the conversations
that i wanted to have, but that'll happen in due course. i did get enough connection to make me happy indeed, so for a change, i will not whine. (patience, practice patience.....)

Sunday was an all day art class in town. i was up early, slightly hung over and bleary from lack of sleep. We were supposed to be making these funky photo layouts with words like "happy" and "splash" and "love" and instead i made things that said "NYboL" and "I M/s 2007"... which lead to a lot of questions. "Whats NYboL?" It's a boys club i belong to. "But you're a girl." i'm an associate and i only look like a girl and these are my brothers. "You have a lot
of brothers? Enough brothers that they have their own club?" Yes, i have a lot of brothers. They're all kinky perverts...
While fending off the questions, i did manage to learn a lot of new techinques and use some fun chemicals i'd never used before. Goggles are handy, indeed.

In the end, i was re-connected in spades.

True to form...

One of us usually comes down sick the weekend of MAL.
Friday, after work, i got my haircut. Chatted with one of my hair dressers clients for a while (OK, flirted.) Came home, Made dinner, felt great. Sat on the couch and in about 15 minutes i had chills and collapsed like a flan in a cupboard. Sweaty, achy, icky mess.
What the hell?

Spent the weekend feeling like crap. i was going to run in to the city last night with my hair guy and surprise someone with an unexpected visit. Instead, i laid around the house feeling like a crusty mess. Ack.

Glad we didn't go the MAL. Maybe next year i'll don a protective suit and respirator right after my birthday and stave of the germs long enough to see D.C.'s finest leather men in action.

Facilitation

Master and i discussed a plan i've been having for a while. i will be taking a class to learn how to facilitate a particular type of Art. (i guess some people would call it art therapy. i think it's intuitive work- like tarot)

i'll be going away in September for a while to do this. In the meantime, i have some work to do to get ready. All the foundations laid at SWLC... manifesting.

The Universe is so generous!

Tuesday 1/15/2008

Not too much i can share here, to protect the innocent. Yes, we got to connect. No, it wasn't the full day together that i hoped for. But, you know - i respect a person who can honor their obligations rather than chase tail. Dinner was lovely. We have all the time in to world to get "the other stuff". Connecting was more important and learning about each other is most important.

And, still, there were enough kisses to make me dizzy. Yes. Indeed.

SWLC - condensed.

Thursday January 10^{th 2008}

Well, i decided not to even try to go to bed. By the time i
was even close to being packed, it was midnight and we had to be up to leave at
3:30. That’s just enough sleep to make me really cranky, so i just stayed up.

The flight was great, i had some stylin’ new music to carry
me along (thanks Eric!) we landed early and we were greeted by SWLC volunteer,
slave tina – who had a thermos of good hot coffee ready for me! Thanks slave
tina! Once we arrived, we were whisked off to lunch at Mimi’s by another
volunteer, Bailey. (Bailey has some of the nicest corsets i’ve ever seen!
Yummy!)

We got checked in, set up the room and hung up our flags and
vests out on the balcony. it was nice to be the first people to do that and
then watch as more and more people arrived and got their banners, flags and
even boots hung up. i love that!

i took about a half an hour to set up my altar for the
weekend. i’ve been focusing on a few things: the directions that i want to take
in life, the way i’d like our relationship to expand, and my Art. There was a
neat little triangular table in the hotel room, with was a nice shape for the
intent that the main focus the altar was going to take. 3 candles lit, 3 bells
to be sewn on to my back on Sunday. 3 of everything. Master even brought along a cool camo knife
that i got to use as my ritual knife during the set up. it felt so right to
have that particular item of our Household be part of what i was asking for. As
it turned out, i was able to light the candles each time we returned to the
room

Good to reconnect with old friends and make some new ones.
Master and i headed off to Olive Garden for dinner and some of the last “alone
time” for the weekend. Pretty heady conversation about what we were focusing on
for the Dance of Souls and what the Universe can manifest for us. Also, being
careful for what you ask for….. Hmmmm…..

Back for the meet and greet and more connecting with
friends. Delicious!

Bed, sleep to the sound of the waterfall in the atrium.
Bliss!

Friday

Judge’s meeting early. The rest of the day was spent
wandering about, spending some quality time with Master Taino and Master Alex,
as well as slave caroline and many, many others. (i finally got my fish tacos! J )

We were honored to meet Luke Owens, the gentleman who
started the Master slave contest. Yes, Luke – You ARE still making ripples in
the community! Thank You!

Opening ceremonies, i was bawling my eyes out during the
tribute to Ms. Velvet (Beverly)
and Sir Robin, who both passed away in 2007. i miss Bev and i wish i’d gotten
to know Sir Robin.

Now, in our registration packet was a cool little Swiss army
type knife. i’ve been thinking for a while now that when i went to SWLC, i’d be
coming home with a new knife. When i opened my packet and the knife fell out, i
thought “oh, that must be the knife i dreamed about, cool.” Later on during the
day, i went to check out the silent auction. There it was. A beautiful, hand
made, well loved, full of life ritual knife. Master and i saw it at the same
time and He exclaimed “i think supposed to go home with you!” Well, easier said
than done – it was on the auction table. We found out a little about the
history of the knife. it turned out that it belonged to Sir Robin. i placed a
bid and then began the long, uncomfortable process of watching the bids
accumulate! What will happen? Who knows?

At the end of the ceremony, Master Taino gave me a flower.
*speechless* :-)

Saturday

Laid back morning, although we were up very early. We
doodled around, did some shopping, checked on my bid and basically relaxed for
most of the day. We spent a bit of time going over our notes for class and then
wandered down to our class room. We both expected no one to be there… it’s not
false modesty, i honesty feel like i’m no where near in the league of some of
the other presenters. So, the class starts filling up and the people keep
piling in….. Now i’m freaking out! it ended up being a full room! We got
started and the questions were flying – awesome, thoughtful questions that
really made the presentation sing. Excellent. i was blown away and felt might
proud of both of us by the end. immediately afterwards, we had to hustle over
to do some more judging. …

After that, room service for dinner – yes, i ate a club
sandwich while showering! Talk about a time crunch – i needed a ton of time to
get my magenta hair to stand up high! :-) During
intermission i got a GREAT phone call. it’s amazing what 3 minutes on the phone
can do to improve my mood. Yeah, lucky girl i am. Plans are a “go” for Tuesday
when i get home. For more details of the contest, please check out Master
Larry’s blog entry here.

To end the evening on an even happier note, after the phone
call – it turned out that i placed the winning bid on Sir Robin’s knife. What
an honor for me to be able to take such an important part if Him home with me.

Sunday:

Up for the brunch and keynote address. i ended up leaving early from that to go back
to the room and do my personal preparations and rituals for the Dance of Souls.
i gathered up my 3 bells, the skirt i was going to wear and a few other items
that i wanted to have with me.

Master Z of Dallas
ended up being my piercer. What a great connection. i was scared but excited. i
was SO ready for this to happen. We fussed a bit with the placement of the hooks;
But He was patient and understanding. Such a calm demeanor that man has! And
then: *growl* the first needle was in. Wow! i loved that He growled right back
in my face. Sexy! Hot! Connected! YES! Second needle, *growl* again! Yes! Then
place the hooks…. Then i turned around for Him to place the needles and threads
for the bells. Yes!

There’s a gentleman
that whenever i see Him, just makes me blush. i don’t know why. i don’t think i’ve
ever said more than 3 words at a time to Him…. He just makes me unable to speak
for some reason. He was standing at the head of the piercing line while i was
getting my back done and was looking me right in the eye – giving me some
silent, smiling support. Thank You Hot Nameless Man! :-)

i scuttled off to the tying stations, first to get my cords
and carabiners then to the next station to get the bells actually tied on.

The rest of the Dance, well… let’s just say it was Magickal.
i got to really reconnect with the Man that i love and serve and respect. my best friend and my Master. i got to pull with many people and got to share energy with friends and
strangers and my whole Leather Tribe. i saw some true beauty that day. i even
got to pull with Master Alex, who i think is one of the few people who
really understands what a big deal (medically) it was for me to be able to get pierced and pull
like i did. Truly an Honor for me.

i can’t even begin to describe what this was like. To anyone
who has never done this or even gone to SWLC – just do it. Show up and live
your life.

After: a communal buffet dinner at the hotel. Food is so
grounding after that and so necessary after dancing for so many hours. 4? 5? 6?
Who knows!

After that: mellow conversation with many and a chance to
finally meet Elwood (hot!) and talk to him. i like that man’s presence. Yes,
indeed. Perhaps we’ll meet again in Chicago?
Yes!

Bed, sleep, bliss……zzzzzz……..

Monday:

Up early, to the airport. Sleep on plane. Home, Dog chaos,
love! Made a call, went to bed….. What does tomorrow hold for me?

The count down is starting to go....

(yes, it's an Exploited reference...)

Still running about packing: all the last minute things, dog food, confirm the dog sitter, print the boarding passes, load my new ipod (a vendor of mine gave me a 4 gig NANO -sweet!) with new music (thanks Eric!) find my headphones.... find Master's headphones...make a call and try to firm up plans for Tuesday when i get home....

We haven't traveled in about 6 weeks and i have no idea how so much stuff got disorganized. We were living out of our suit cases for a while and now i can't find anything! Argh! The pups are completely freaked out by the suit cases - they know we're leaving and they hate it. They keep stealing my socks and underwear.

i even managed to get a new swim suit (ok, i don't swim, so it's a "clutch the side of the pool in a pathetic attempt to not drown" suit) even if i will have to hold my new tattoo out of the water. i am determined to get in the pool at least on Thursday. Even anti-water Master is bringing HIS suit! Whoot!

OK - off to finish packing....

Packing

Oy, why is packing alway such a last minute thing for me? OH, yeah, i remember... i'm not in charge and i need to let go....

On the annoying front - i can't find my other uniform skirt. Crap!

On the happy front - i DO get to dress up for the actual contest portion of our evening on Saturday. :-)
i did have a great day at work, on the road in this weather was a pleasure, crankin' the stereo (old Buckcherry) and open windows, driving fast... Whoot!
i did have an amazing conversation with someone. i LOVE talking music and i miss that a lot. Fun! Nice, i hope the conversation continues sometime.

Master just announced that cigars are packed! Yippee!

i also spent sometime selecting 3 brass bells to have sewn on during the Dance of Souls. Had to make sure the Tones are compatible. :-) OH, Rituals are such fun. (Manifest, Manifest, Manifest!)

OK, off to finish laundry and off to bed. Sweetest dreams! (although the sweetest ones lately leave me breathless and exhausted. Maybe i should wish for dreamless sleep?) *grin!*

Stuffed with Chocolate!

Off to the MAsT Metro NY meeting this morning. Man, is my arm sore! i keep looking down and am startled to see this HUGE tattoo on my arm. She's so beautiful!


i got an amazingly thoughtful gift from sc. Thanks so much! It'll be well used in my studio. After the meeting Master took me to VNYL for a great dinner. We were supposed to meet with the Some One i keep mentioning, but they are horribly ill. As cute as i think baby seals are, when a human is coughing like a baby seal barks, it's not so good. But i did get a call from this person and for me - getting a call to wish me a happy birthday when you're feeling like death warmed over is awesome and important. :-) Feel better!

Dinner was great, we had the same waiter as last time and he's funny and very cute! Master and i split a fabulously decadent chocolate fudge cake with vanilla ice cream and pistachio brittle. OH MY GODDESS! Was that amazing!? It was really enough to serve 3. (maybe next time, *grin*!)

i also got a bunch of great emails and text's from well wishing friends - that really meant a lot to me! :-) Oh, and a call from Master Blair! Oh, and one more email from another, entirely different, cute boy. Sigh....

Now we're home and i am very satisfied. It's been one of the best birthday weekends that i've had in a long time. Maybe since my 29th (Motorhead concert, a blizzard and somehow a stray Brazilian guy ended up in our house.... Long story)

How blessed am i? VERY!

Inky salty ice cream cake!

Well, i started my morning running off the see my new tattoist, Leah. She got there a few minutes after i did (i was early) and we got right to work with the final consult and a few adjustments to the design. Moments later, i was getting the stencil applied and some details drawn on and... and.... hours later, my forearm is covered with the outline of my Victorian Lady Blacksmith! Whoo hoo! Very Steampunk imagery, right down to the cog that she's forging and the goggles perched on her head. Super fetish boots she's got on also. my beautiful steamy pinup! :-)

Then home to an ice pack and a nap. Master cooked dinner for me while i supervised. Great job! Everything was amazing. (i must add, that Master wore my new brown corc's all day to help me break them in. Those bad boys are stiff as hell. His feet are sore and i am grateful!) Post dinner, we each made calls. Trying to wish Master Blair a very happy birthday Herself and i'm trying to firm up dinner plans with... well, you know. :-)

Then: surprise! Birthday ice cream cake a day early (since He won't have me all to Himself tomorrow, what with the MAsT Metro NY meeting and hopefully a shared dinner and all) Delish! and a gift! for me! Master got me this really cool lamp made out of salt. Yes, it's one of these goofy new agey pink salt lamps. i've been eyeing them up for a while. They look cool and i can like it if i ever get a salt craving and there's no snacks in the house.

Now, settled on couch, with Birthday Beer and Spiderman 3 on DVD. Cool! It's been a great birthday weekend so far. Happy 41 to me, i think it's going to be an amazingly interesting year.

In honor of the Caucus:

my friend Eric, of the band voodooNOUVEAU has released a new track from his upcoming CD. i told him that i i liked the track, i'd promote it here. i was blown away by how good it is. (not that i'm surprised - he's an outstanding musician.)

If you are interested in Industrial style, raw synth punk - please go to his myspace page and check it out.

i happily present: The Honest Candidate
Please turn up your speakers! :-)
GO ERIC!

Willful disobedience and Lust.

Yes, Trying to follow orders and falling Prey to Lust is a deadly
combination. i did something perhaps completely out of my
oh-so-obedient character on New Year's Eve. Well, it was at 3 a.m. so
technically it was New Year's Day.



Did i screw up massively? Well, yes. Yes, i did.

Will i admit that i had a good time? Well.....



i actually feel like a little kid - well, if i'm going to be bad, i'm going to be really bad. Oh, i can be so mature! :-)



So, while i feel really terrible for being disobedient, i absolutely
must admit, it the interest of being honest and transparent: i had fun
doing it. In the interest of protecting the Innocent, i give no
details. Those people in my life who know what's going on in my life
right now know of whom i am speaking of. No one else needs to know.



In the end, Master has forgiven my indiscretion - understanding that
even women, even slaves, can think with their small head sometimes.
:-)



We've worked out some Rules of Engagement, which were going to be
worked out at a later date - but things have progressed much faster
than any one anticipated.



All is well.

Christmas Mayhem

So, by 9:00 p.m. yesterday, it looked like an elf threw up in the house. Paper and boxes, ribbons and tags, instruction manuals and candy - everywhere!

Master and i had an amazing 4 days together. We spent Solstice in the City with old friends and my new friend *grin* and Christmas Eve with His family. Christmas day was spent with The Aunt.

i am sad to say that by about 4 in the afternoon, i'd had enough and started to get cranky. She's become such a... well, cranky old lady. :-) Whenever she'd give the Right Wing, just-mild-enough-to-get-away-with-but-still-slightly-racist comment - it was just driving me bananas! i was also getting annoyed (and this is *my* problem, not hers!) by how she's losing her mental acuity. i know that i'm expressing my worry about her by being annoyed - that doesn't make it ok for me to do, i'm just acknowledging that i understand what my issue is. No one enjoys watching a loved one begin to decline.

She had a lot of fun with our crazy dogs. They love going over there and tearing around the house. LiLu loves having someone else to lick and bother. Taybor gets good experience being around other people, since he's very timid for such a big dog.

So, the gifts.... The Aunt gave me a wide assortment of Art tools which i asked for. i was shocked to see a bunch of Master's late Mother's Art tools in the box. i never got to meet her, she died long before i met Master but she was an amazing Artist and also a writer. To be entrusted with her tools was a huge honor for me.

i am always bowled over by the attention that Master pays to what i'm saying through out the year. i'll mention something in April and come Christmas, it's in my stocking or under the tree. i love a Man that pays attention - that, my friends, is a sexy thing! :-) Goodness!

i got Master a sling and frame from the Leatherman. Yup, it really does assemble in 5 minutes. Yup, it's sturdy. Yup, it's broken in. Yup, it's going to remain assembled in the living room until after New Year's Eve! The house reeks of leather and leather sex.

And to wrap up my evening, i'd like to state for the record again: Yes, the inventor of the telephone was a genius who has brought great pleasure and satisfaction to my life, as of late. i'd also like to whine that i do not enjoy the foibles of the modern cell phone service, what with all the static and dropped calls. Having a conversation of a somewhat intimate nature get disconnected 6 times is frustrating - and not in that sexy "well, you'll just have to wait for it" deep voice kind of way. *sigh* Honestly, sometimes a carrier pigeon or telegraph seems like it would be more efficient. (Not that ".-- .... .- - / .- .-. . / -.-- --- ..- / .-- . .- .-. .. -. --. ..--.. " is really all that stimulating.) (yeah, leave me a comment and i'll give you the translation for that, if you dare!)