Sometime after Stitch went to work, She joined me in bed...
and we got up, around 0900.
I feed the animals.... She started cleaning the bathroom, I started cleaning the living room and kitchen floors...and we did some other cleaning, prior to the Audit meeting happening at the house.
Then I showered, dressed, and got in my car, headed for my textbook-study class in Burb, arriving around 1135.
It ended at 1300, and I called Her, and She asked me to bring home cookies, so I bought 'em at the supermarket, and headed home.
The pool guy was ... cleaning the pool, when I arrived, and I went out to talk to him for awhile.
By the time I went inside, the meeting was over.
I began work on installing a doggy door in our new backdoor screen door, and we spent a few minutes seeing how the dogs reacted to it.
I called my doctor's office, and left a voicemail re my need for a refill on Chantix... and I started a load of whites laundry...
Then I went into the garage, to start my project of .... sorting out the library..ie getting ALL the books out of boxes, and onto shelves.
Which I actually finished, around 1915.
I went in, and She was asleep on Her bed.
I began another project, which is.... measuring the rooms in the house ....
then I went into my room, and spent ...forever..trying to get my laptop online, just so I could pay some bills, and finally gave up in disgust, and used Her mini-notebook.
I started watching "Comic Book Men" as She came in and out and watched some of it, too.
I had dinner, sandwiches...from meat and cheese left over from the earlier meeting....
I rewrote Spiritual Mind Treatments that were on various and odd sized pieces of paper in my notebook...
And I started watching "Episodes....."
HsLO 62
HsLS 36
HsLD 35
D UN 93
Lyric for the Day:
How do you think I'm going to get along
Without you, when you're gone?
You took me for everything that I had,
And kicked me out on my own.
Are you happy? Are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip,
To the sound of the beat....
Quote of the Day:
Him: "You need to find something to suppress your libido."
Her: "I can always think about you...."
Him: "Fine, whatever works."
from My Manifesto:
I have the right to engage in sexual intercourse with Her.
She has the right to engage in sexual intercourse with me.
I am expected to offer, and provide to Her, sexual service leading to orgasm, on a daily basis.
Friday, March 28, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
3.26 Diary
Off work, in car 0926.
Thought I'd take a co worker's suggestion and take Bev, east to the 101.
I left the office, sb on High...and ... no-left-turn was posted on Bev...as it was on 3rd, and 6th...
wound up turning on Wish. Which I knew would not go to the 101... so I turned south on Smith, thought I'd get on the 10, changed my mind, kept going, turned on Adam, and started looking for way to get on 110.
Caught up in traffic around the campus.... finally figured it out........ home 1030 or so.
She met me, told me to go ahead and eat..which I did..shower which I did... then get FDAU on the bed... which I did.
She started with a few taps of the bath brush on my buttocks, which lulled me into thinking this was going to be an easy one...
Then She picked up the short delrin cane, and told me to count....
50 strokes on my left butt cheek, then 50 on my right.
Then She told me to turn over, my bottom close to the edge of the bed...and legs straight up..
And She applied another 85 strokes to my lower curves and sit spot and upper thighs.
She asked how I was feeling.
I had just eaten, a few minutes ago, and in THAT position.... "Nauseated..."
She stopped, and told me to stretch out and relax on the bed.
I did.
After a few minutes, She joined me.
And we had sex.
And I fell asleep, around noon.
Up around 1600...
We got dressed, and got in Her car.
...went to the post office, then the drug store next door, then a Petmart, then a 99.99c store...and home.
I went into my bedroom, and began a project of notebook-revamping, while watching "Justified"... then "Comic Book Men" during which She came in and out.... and I made dinner...sausage on rice...
This is a "4th Wednesday" which mean, She was sleeping with Stitch.
I went to sleep... 0045.
HSLO 38
HSLS 12
HSLD 11
D UN 92
Lyrics for the Day
Thought I'd take a co worker's suggestion and take Bev, east to the 101.
I left the office, sb on High...and ... no-left-turn was posted on Bev...as it was on 3rd, and 6th...
wound up turning on Wish. Which I knew would not go to the 101... so I turned south on Smith, thought I'd get on the 10, changed my mind, kept going, turned on Adam, and started looking for way to get on 110.
Caught up in traffic around the campus.... finally figured it out........ home 1030 or so.
She met me, told me to go ahead and eat..which I did..shower which I did... then get FDAU on the bed... which I did.
She started with a few taps of the bath brush on my buttocks, which lulled me into thinking this was going to be an easy one...
Then She picked up the short delrin cane, and told me to count....
50 strokes on my left butt cheek, then 50 on my right.
Then She told me to turn over, my bottom close to the edge of the bed...and legs straight up..
And She applied another 85 strokes to my lower curves and sit spot and upper thighs.
She asked how I was feeling.
I had just eaten, a few minutes ago, and in THAT position.... "Nauseated..."
She stopped, and told me to stretch out and relax on the bed.
I did.
After a few minutes, She joined me.
And we had sex.
And I fell asleep, around noon.
Up around 1600...
We got dressed, and got in Her car.
...went to the post office, then the drug store next door, then a Petmart, then a 99.99c store...and home.
I went into my bedroom, and began a project of notebook-revamping, while watching "Justified"... then "Comic Book Men" during which She came in and out.... and I made dinner...sausage on rice...
This is a "4th Wednesday" which mean, She was sleeping with Stitch.
I went to sleep... 0045.
HSLO 38
HSLS 12
HSLD 11
D UN 92
Lyrics for the Day
I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes
Let my defenses down
All those wounds
that I can't get unwound....
For real, overheard in a library:
"I'm looking for a book ... I know the title, but not the author..... it's called Dante's Inferno....?"
from My Manifest:
I shall be naked, when I enter Her bedroom, and ask Her permission before joining Her in bed.
03.25 Diary
Off work..in car 0645... home 0734.
Fed the zoo... was in my room, choosing implements, and undressing for a shower, when She walked in, wondering what was taking me so long.
She told me to go to Her room, and stand in the corner (naked) while She started a pot of coffee.
After a very few minutes, She came in.... and observed that I had not showered yet, so She sent me off to take a shower, first.
I did take a quick one, and returned to Her bedroom, and She said, "FDAU."
I got on the bed, feet just dangling off the edge, legs spread, butt pushed up, face down on the mattress.
Using the heavy wood spoon, She smacked my left buttock twenty times, then my right buttock.
She switched to the bath brush, and smacked my left buttock twenty times, then my right buttock, and after an inspection, added an additional ten to my right buttock.
She stopped, and fetched band-aids for a couple of minor bleeding spots, and told me to get up.
I got up, just to get under the covers, while She went out to the kitchen to get Her coffee, and a snack to go with Her morning meds.
She returned to the bedroom, and started in on an interesting Q&A session, with Her asking the questions, having to do with our D/s relationship, how it has or has not changed, evolved, or been affected by us getting married... then finally getting down to the crux of the conversation....
That She CAN become quite crabby and grouchy and testy, when She has gone too many days without ... orgasm....and ...
Did I think it proper or appropriate that She should have to ...masturbate...to get daily orgasms?
.. Well, no...
She did not want to ORDER me to provide for Her, in that respect, daily... but....
And so I volunteered, that I would offer Her such service, daily.
Which ..we began to do.\
With a little oral warm up, She was moaning, "Please...", Her signal to me, to get my briefs off, if I was still wearing any, and get up and mount Her...
Which I did...
And rode Her, for quite a few minutes.... until.... I felt it myself... and erupted within Her.
Fortunately, we had the good sense to put a towel underneath Her bottom, before we started, so there wasn't going to be a need to strip the sheets.
I did slip down, between Her legs, to lick up and clean up.
Then slipped back up and next to Her for a moment of post-sex cuddling.
Then She said, "Go..." as She understood, I really 'needed' to go and eat some kinda dinner, and get to bed.
While I was eating, She was on the phone, and found out, She had to RUN down to W's house to intercept a package that he was expecting...while out of town.
So... I went to sleep in my bed, rather than Hers.
Up around 1445 for milk and pop tart, back to sleep.
Alarm off, 1700, up 1715.
Out of my room, heading for the shower....
And Stitch was IN the shower.
I mean, WTF!
He should know, I need to get ready for work at this time...
I spent the time waiting, to make iced coffee, and otherwise get ready...
Then He came out, and I went in.
She came home, while I was in my room dressing, telling me She was ready to take me to work, and I told Her again, it was not necessary, I am FINE.
I finally won out.
Dressed, pack, ready, in my car 1800.
At work 19:04....
Not a bad night at all.
Still have a 'trainee' here, doing set up, so I spent most of the night, assisting her on next day's set up, but, well, sometimes, work has to come first, while at work.....
HsLO 14
HsLS 14
HsLD 15
D UN 91
Days under punishment 31 and done!
Lyric of the Day
Quote for the Day
If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it.
If you don't ask, the answer is always No.
If you don't step forward, you're always in the same place
from My Manifesto:
Nudity will be required of me, during sessions of beatings, discipline, and/or punishment, or at any time She demands it.
Fed the zoo... was in my room, choosing implements, and undressing for a shower, when She walked in, wondering what was taking me so long.
She told me to go to Her room, and stand in the corner (naked) while She started a pot of coffee.
After a very few minutes, She came in.... and observed that I had not showered yet, so She sent me off to take a shower, first.
I did take a quick one, and returned to Her bedroom, and She said, "FDAU."
I got on the bed, feet just dangling off the edge, legs spread, butt pushed up, face down on the mattress.
Using the heavy wood spoon, She smacked my left buttock twenty times, then my right buttock.
She switched to the bath brush, and smacked my left buttock twenty times, then my right buttock, and after an inspection, added an additional ten to my right buttock.
She stopped, and fetched band-aids for a couple of minor bleeding spots, and told me to get up.
I got up, just to get under the covers, while She went out to the kitchen to get Her coffee, and a snack to go with Her morning meds.
She returned to the bedroom, and started in on an interesting Q&A session, with Her asking the questions, having to do with our D/s relationship, how it has or has not changed, evolved, or been affected by us getting married... then finally getting down to the crux of the conversation....
That She CAN become quite crabby and grouchy and testy, when She has gone too many days without ... orgasm....and ...
Did I think it proper or appropriate that She should have to ...masturbate...to get daily orgasms?
.. Well, no...
She did not want to ORDER me to provide for Her, in that respect, daily... but....
And so I volunteered, that I would offer Her such service, daily.
Which ..we began to do.\
With a little oral warm up, She was moaning, "Please...", Her signal to me, to get my briefs off, if I was still wearing any, and get up and mount Her...
Which I did...
And rode Her, for quite a few minutes.... until.... I felt it myself... and erupted within Her.
Fortunately, we had the good sense to put a towel underneath Her bottom, before we started, so there wasn't going to be a need to strip the sheets.
I did slip down, between Her legs, to lick up and clean up.
Then slipped back up and next to Her for a moment of post-sex cuddling.
Then She said, "Go..." as She understood, I really 'needed' to go and eat some kinda dinner, and get to bed.
While I was eating, She was on the phone, and found out, She had to RUN down to W's house to intercept a package that he was expecting...while out of town.
So... I went to sleep in my bed, rather than Hers.
Up around 1445 for milk and pop tart, back to sleep.
Alarm off, 1700, up 1715.
Out of my room, heading for the shower....
And Stitch was IN the shower.
I mean, WTF!
He should know, I need to get ready for work at this time...
I spent the time waiting, to make iced coffee, and otherwise get ready...
Then He came out, and I went in.
She came home, while I was in my room dressing, telling me She was ready to take me to work, and I told Her again, it was not necessary, I am FINE.
I finally won out.
Dressed, pack, ready, in my car 1800.
At work 19:04....
Not a bad night at all.
Still have a 'trainee' here, doing set up, so I spent most of the night, assisting her on next day's set up, but, well, sometimes, work has to come first, while at work.....
HsLO 14
HsLS 14
HsLD 15
D UN 91
Days under punishment 31 and done!
Lyric of the Day
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on, now
'Cause there's too many places
I've got to see
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on, now
'Cause there's too many places
I've got to see
But, if I stayed here with you, girl
Things just couldn't be the same
Things just couldn't be the same
Quote for the Day
If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it.
If you don't ask, the answer is always No.
If you don't step forward, you're always in the same place
from My Manifesto:
Nudity will be required of me, during sessions of beatings, discipline, and/or punishment, or at any time She demands it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
My blogs
Just an update, in case anybody is not aware of ALL my blogs on blogger...
"Dominant Wife / submissive husband"
"In Shilo's Dreams"
"Shilo's Fantasies"
"Desires of a Submissive Male"
"Mommy spanks me"
:"Bruised Bottom Guy"
"almost perfect F/m spankings"
"Dominant Wife / submissive husband"
"In Shilo's Dreams"
"Shilo's Fantasies"
"Desires of a Submissive Male"
"Mommy spanks me"
:"Bruised Bottom Guy"
"almost perfect F/m spankings"
03.24 Diary
Off work and out, 0645
And home 0726.
Fed the zoo, and showered, and She came into the bathroom as I was getting out, and asked me to heat up coffee ... and from there, I started on my own dinner.....
After eating, She headed for Her bed to plop down, and I asked, if it would be okay if I slept in my own bed (because it's bigger and my room is darker), and She said, "...Whatever..."
AND I went off to my bedroom.
..And was awakened a few minutes later, when She came in, because Her son had just called, asking for money to get his car out of impound, and she wanted my advice on it.
I gave Her some input, and She accepted it, and asked for the checks that I was overdue to write to Her, which I did, and She went on Her way,and I went ..to sleep.
Up 1415 for cookies and milk, back to sleep 1445.
Alarm off, 1715, snooze til 1720 then She called me, to make sure I was awake, while She was in bed, half sleeping....
I got up... showered, dressed.....
She had a discussion with Stitch re just why he had taken it upon himself to put in the garbage can, a bunch of the plastic storage containers that I had brought with me from my apartment...
She came in as I dressed, and talked to me about our differences (that is between Her/Stitch, and Her/me) in the way we argue (or ...fight).
THEY argue ... at the top of their lungs, often using words that I do not use in front of my mother.
We argue... well, we don't really argue. Usually, if I disagree, I shut up and smolder in silence.
I got ready to leave, making iced coffee, packing up.....
And She said, "Bring implements in the morning...."
Oh goodie.
In my car about 1830.... checked this app Waze....
Which told me to take the 91 east...to the 605 north... to the 5 north....
I was having none of that, and took the 710 all the way, as usual...
...in ten ..to maybe twenty mile an hour traffic all the way to the 10.
I didn't get to the 10 until like 1915.
However, the 10 west at that point moves like the Indianapolis Motor Speedway....
Until the merge into the 101....
Which, amazingly, moved quite well.
I was astonished...but it was a Monday night....
Made it to work, 1940.
No communication with Her in the course of the night, other than a text around midnight, saying She was going to bed.
HsLO 492 1/2
HsLS 46
HsLD 47
D UN 90
Days under punishment 31
Lyric for the day:
Where did you come from, angel
How did you know I'd be the one
Did you know you're everything I prayed for?
Did you know every night and day for
Everyday, you'd give love satisfaction
Now you're lying next to me, giving it to me
I believe in miracles
Quote for the day:
"It's a mess, ain't it?"
"If it ain't, it'll do 'til the mess gets here."
from My Manifesto
She may hurt me without reason, just to please Herself.
And home 0726.
Fed the zoo, and showered, and She came into the bathroom as I was getting out, and asked me to heat up coffee ... and from there, I started on my own dinner.....
After eating, She headed for Her bed to plop down, and I asked, if it would be okay if I slept in my own bed (because it's bigger and my room is darker), and She said, "...Whatever..."
AND I went off to my bedroom.
..And was awakened a few minutes later, when She came in, because Her son had just called, asking for money to get his car out of impound, and she wanted my advice on it.
I gave Her some input, and She accepted it, and asked for the checks that I was overdue to write to Her, which I did, and She went on Her way,and I went ..to sleep.
Up 1415 for cookies and milk, back to sleep 1445.
Alarm off, 1715, snooze til 1720 then She called me, to make sure I was awake, while She was in bed, half sleeping....
I got up... showered, dressed.....
She had a discussion with Stitch re just why he had taken it upon himself to put in the garbage can, a bunch of the plastic storage containers that I had brought with me from my apartment...
She came in as I dressed, and talked to me about our differences (that is between Her/Stitch, and Her/me) in the way we argue (or ...fight).
THEY argue ... at the top of their lungs, often using words that I do not use in front of my mother.
We argue... well, we don't really argue. Usually, if I disagree, I shut up and smolder in silence.
I got ready to leave, making iced coffee, packing up.....
And She said, "Bring implements in the morning...."
Oh goodie.
In my car about 1830.... checked this app Waze....
Which told me to take the 91 east...to the 605 north... to the 5 north....
I was having none of that, and took the 710 all the way, as usual...
...in ten ..to maybe twenty mile an hour traffic all the way to the 10.
I didn't get to the 10 until like 1915.
However, the 10 west at that point moves like the Indianapolis Motor Speedway....
Until the merge into the 101....
Which, amazingly, moved quite well.
I was astonished...but it was a Monday night....
Made it to work, 1940.
No communication with Her in the course of the night, other than a text around midnight, saying She was going to bed.
HsLO 492 1/2
HsLS 46
HsLD 47
D UN 90
Days under punishment 31
Lyric for the day:
Where did you come from, angel
How did you know I'd be the one
Did you know you're everything I prayed for?
Did you know every night and day for
Everyday, you'd give love satisfaction
Now you're lying next to me, giving it to me
I believe in miracles
Quote for the day:
"It's a mess, ain't it?"
"If it ain't, it'll do 'til the mess gets here."
from My Manifesto
She may hurt me without reason, just to please Herself.
Monday, March 24, 2014
03.23 Diary
...after midnight, and it became the one-year anniversary of our very first meeting.
To celebrate, we went into the living room, set up the video camera, and recorded a video of 'a nasty little boy' who gets naked, and goes over Mom's lap for an extensive dose of hairbrush then paddle applied to his bare bottom.
View the video here: http://mommyspanksme.blogspot.com/2014/03/323-nasty-boy-vers-2.html
And a few after pix:
Then we adjourned to the bedroom, and talked a bit...
And had sex.
In the course of the day, I kinda forgot that according to FL, this was "Poke a Sadist Day", but much later, She told me, 'mission accomplished'.
To sleep, around 0200.
1000 or so up, and breakfast (orange rolls) along with newspaper reading, and chatting with our young female boarder, who just walked in from a night who-knows-where.
And back to the bedroom, where I uploaded the video from camera to my laptop, then converted it to wmv, then uploaded it to my blog....
Then started to take a nap, and realized, oh hell, I got to get up and ready for work...
While She napped.
So, I showered, dressed, and etc, kissed Her good-bye, and departed at 1353.
Arrived at work 14:53.
Sundays are kind of interesting, now that I'm doing next day's set up.
Beyond that, not much to say about it, other than .... mostly drama free.
HsLO 468 1/2
HsLS 22
HsLD 23
D UN 89
Days under punishment 30
Lyric for the day:
How did you know, I needed you
How did you know I needed you so badly
How did you know I'd give my heart gladly
Yesterday I was one of the lonely people
Now your lying close to me, making love to me
I believe in miracles
Quote for the day:
"I'm going to die in my late 50s with a heart full of pastrami."
from My Manifesto
I shall demonstrate my acceptance of my role of service and availability at all times.
To celebrate, we went into the living room, set up the video camera, and recorded a video of 'a nasty little boy' who gets naked, and goes over Mom's lap for an extensive dose of hairbrush then paddle applied to his bare bottom.
View the video here: http://mommyspanksme.blogspot.com/2014/03/323-nasty-boy-vers-2.html
And a few after pix:
Then we adjourned to the bedroom, and talked a bit...
And had sex.
In the course of the day, I kinda forgot that according to FL, this was "Poke a Sadist Day", but much later, She told me, 'mission accomplished'.
To sleep, around 0200.
1000 or so up, and breakfast (orange rolls) along with newspaper reading, and chatting with our young female boarder, who just walked in from a night who-knows-where.
And back to the bedroom, where I uploaded the video from camera to my laptop, then converted it to wmv, then uploaded it to my blog....
Then started to take a nap, and realized, oh hell, I got to get up and ready for work...
While She napped.
So, I showered, dressed, and etc, kissed Her good-bye, and departed at 1353.
Arrived at work 14:53.
Sundays are kind of interesting, now that I'm doing next day's set up.
Beyond that, not much to say about it, other than .... mostly drama free.
HsLO 468 1/2
HsLS 22
HsLD 23
D UN 89
Days under punishment 30
Lyric for the day:
How did you know, I needed you
How did you know I needed you so badly
How did you know I'd give my heart gladly
Yesterday I was one of the lonely people
Now your lying close to me, making love to me
I believe in miracles
Quote for the day:
"I'm going to die in my late 50s with a heart full of pastrami."
from My Manifesto
I shall demonstrate my acceptance of my role of service and availability at all times.
3.22 Diary
It took me forever to get my laptop to boot...and wound up using Her notebook, as I had a bill that was due TODAY that I had to pay, and wanted to check on some others...
Then I had a couple newspapers I wanted to read, but my cats were being hyperactive around me while I was on the bed, so I moved out to the living room, and settled in an easy chair, with a package of cookies, to read.
Then to bed, 0230.
Awakened by Her, 1030.
She wanted to talk to me, as She had the impression I was upset about something...
I told Her I needed a 'quiet' or 'me' or 'self' day....
She said, "Okay, I'll give you to ...say... 8 o'clock tomorrow morning...?"
"Okay..."
She left, and I went back to sleep.
I got up again, and She was leaving with Stitch to go tend to W's house....
I snacked and took my pills....and refilled my pill box for the week...
Then went back to my bedroom and napped from 12 to 1...
and got up...
And sorted pens...
And hammered nails into the ramp that I have going up to the step in my room...
Tried to install a doggy door in to the screen door, but the frame of the doggy door is to big for the screen door...
And organized my bill box...
Got my laundry in wash, and Her laundry in dry....
Got in the hot tub for half an hour....
Got out, took Her laundry to Her room, put mine in the dryer...put Her other load in the wash...
And back in my room around 15:30.
Watched episode of Justified from 1/21, while writing my blog for Wednesday.
They came home..
And little-s came in, and told me about their adventures for the day...
She left, and I continued, watched a Justified from 1/28 while writing my blog for Thursday...
Started a Justified from 2/4 and my blog from Friday, when She called, asking if She could come in.
I said, "Sure..."
And She did...and we talked.
And She apologized, and I talked about my resentment...
And we went to the kitchen, and I showed Her the problem with the doggy door, and the solution which I will attempt, soon enough....and She made for me, apple bread..toast, with butter and cinnamon-sugar... ;and we returned to my room..and talked some more, and I called my parents, just a weekly hello...and as She was leaving, I gave Her the card on which I wrote my other concerns and stresses....
And I finished Friday's blog, and started Saturday's (which is, today's).
And I continued watching eps of Justified, while catching up on other Internet jobs...
And scanning a TV guide....
And then the clock showed, just past midnight...
HsLO 444 1/2
HsLS 197 1/2
HsLD 63
D un 88
Days under public Punishment 29 (aren't we done? )
Lyric for the day:
Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds, and mars
Any heart, not tough
Or strong enough
Then I had a couple newspapers I wanted to read, but my cats were being hyperactive around me while I was on the bed, so I moved out to the living room, and settled in an easy chair, with a package of cookies, to read.
Then to bed, 0230.
Awakened by Her, 1030.
She wanted to talk to me, as She had the impression I was upset about something...
I told Her I needed a 'quiet' or 'me' or 'self' day....
She said, "Okay, I'll give you to ...say... 8 o'clock tomorrow morning...?"
"Okay..."
She left, and I went back to sleep.
I got up again, and She was leaving with Stitch to go tend to W's house....
I snacked and took my pills....and refilled my pill box for the week...
Then went back to my bedroom and napped from 12 to 1...
and got up...
And sorted pens...
And hammered nails into the ramp that I have going up to the step in my room...
Tried to install a doggy door in to the screen door, but the frame of the doggy door is to big for the screen door...
And organized my bill box...
Got my laundry in wash, and Her laundry in dry....
Got in the hot tub for half an hour....
Got out, took Her laundry to Her room, put mine in the dryer...put Her other load in the wash...
And back in my room around 15:30.
Watched episode of Justified from 1/21, while writing my blog for Wednesday.
They came home..
And little-s came in, and told me about their adventures for the day...
She left, and I continued, watched a Justified from 1/28 while writing my blog for Thursday...
Started a Justified from 2/4 and my blog from Friday, when She called, asking if She could come in.
I said, "Sure..."
And She did...and we talked.
And She apologized, and I talked about my resentment...
And we went to the kitchen, and I showed Her the problem with the doggy door, and the solution which I will attempt, soon enough....and She made for me, apple bread..toast, with butter and cinnamon-sugar... ;and we returned to my room..and talked some more, and I called my parents, just a weekly hello...and as She was leaving, I gave Her the card on which I wrote my other concerns and stresses....
And I finished Friday's blog, and started Saturday's (which is, today's).
And I continued watching eps of Justified, while catching up on other Internet jobs...
And scanning a TV guide....
And then the clock showed, just past midnight...
HsLO 444 1/2
HsLS 197 1/2
HsLD 63
D un 88
Days under public Punishment 29 (aren't we done? )
Lyric for the day:
Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds, and mars
Any heart, not tough
Or strong enough
To take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts
Love hurts
Quote: as really overheard in a library:
"Can you tell me who the author of Shakespeare is?"
From "My Manifesto"
I will obey Her, in all respects.
Love hurts
Quote: as really overheard in a library:
"Can you tell me who the author of Shakespeare is?"
From "My Manifesto"
I will obey Her, in all respects.
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