Bantering

January 19, 2012

Obiwan and I banter. Most people do sooner or later if the company is savored and well liked. Obiwan and I really enjoy each other’s company and we have very similar humor. We like to play with words and we tease each other about mis-spoken words, about eccentric viewpoints (we both have some, especially me) and anything bdsm and power exchange oriented. It is a long teasing conversation that is dropped and picked up as we go along in this happy friendship we’ve begun.

I’ve taken to telling him he’s cute.

Mostly I want him to know he’s desirable. It is good for the manly self esteem yanno…*winks*

Sometimes I just tell him he’s cute to see if he’s listening…to check to see if he’s feeling very domly that day.

When he does, he’ll say very dryly something like this: “Domly Dudes are not supposed to be cute!”

He’ll get a gleam in his eyes that indicates spankings could happen at any moment and it will thrill me and I’ll laugh out loud with anticipation and delight that I got a Domly response. (There’s always a domly response in him, but he doesn’t bother wearing it on his sleeve all the time.)

And it is always “Domly” because we both think it is funny to call it that and because he’s no need to take himself too seriously. Why should he if he’s unquestionably in charge after all? *winks*

Last’s night’s thrilling laughter was met with a sharply humorous glance paired with, “Think that’s funny?”

“Yup…”…I like to be flippant. Did I mention?

“And goofy too. I think you’re goofy.”

“Domly Dudes are not goofy either. Never goofy.”, says He in his mock stern voice.

That got more giggles, before he returned to relaxing with his “answer box”.  We’ve decided we like to do crossword puzzles together and we often use his phone to look stuff up when we are stalking clues. I returned to my book when I heard his phone make the sounds it makes when he’s playing scrabble online with his wife, smiling at him enjoying his moment to relax before going out again for the evening.

Later that evening, I teased him again and he decided to teasingly annoy me by slapping his hands back and forth between my breasts, grabbing my hair to hold my head still for a deep kiss…I melted and he commented on it and said, “There! See? Domly Dudes are NOT cute!”

I concurred (and do still concur). *winks and smiles* ” They are cute Domly Dudes with a goofy sense of humor. Toetallee. Ayuh. I know this ‘cus I’m feckin shmaaht Yesshuh!!” *says I in my best smart ass Maine brogue.(Not really. I said something else he thought was quite funny, but this is a common enough and very humorous response for me to make, which he gets a kick out of and makes a very good story for all of you.)

He burst out laughing…and kissed me again in Domly Dude fashion paired with tickling that started me squealing and begging…

Yanno, even our conversations are fun and sexy…and sex only gets more fun than that!

 


Goodness

January 17, 2012

I woke up happy today. Not more happy than usual, but with an eagerness to share that happiness. I immediately text, “Happy Tuesday!” to everyone in my phone address book from the letters A-Da. I ended up cheering several people who were having a down day…and shared some nice advice about some things I have more experience with than one person I chattered with. That felt rewarding… and so did hearing from an old friend I haven’t spoke to in a long while or seen.

I fixed lunch for Obiwan, did the dishes, tended the fire, and got out my stationery to write letters to family and friends. It felt good to do that. It’s been on my tadoo list for months. I also put together a package for my brother and gathered up stuff I intend to give to a friend.

I can actually say that all of my belongings are here in one location and that it all fits. I don’t have tons of extra stuff and I’ll have even less when I finish going through old papers, pictures and finish giving away the things I’m saving for next summer and for my next visit to Maine. I take some satisfaction in that…*smiles*

Just chillaxing today listening to tunes and watching the rain out the window. My furry roommates seem content today too.

Yesterday was another good day. I finally got out my beads. I haven’t started working on my project yet, but I have the stuff handy. Feels good to see it sitting there waiting for my attention.

I am so enjoying my vacation. In a couple weeks my new classes will start for spring semester. I already got a nice note from one instructor which I am happy to read. She seems like a neat person already. It makes me look forward to the course.

Life is good here…It is nice to have very little to report. It is nice to enjoy sharing goodness with others…Hope you all have a fabulous day too!


Have a Light Bulb Moment

January 13, 2012

Happy New Year!!


Some days I just feel magical…

January 10, 2012

Andrew Gonzales

…and for no especial reason.

The sun is about to rise and I’m looking forward to the day.

…and for no especial reason.


Changes…but thankfully not all mine…

January 9, 2012

I’m one of those people who frequently thinks that America’s Funniest Home videos aren’t funny. I have a sadistic sense of humor to be sure. I do love a little humor at some one else’s expense…but I do not appreciate watching other people really hurt or really feel humiliated.

Sometimes life happens and I have to sit by and watch while other people hurt, knowing there’s not much that I can do… One of the hardest things for me is to feel helpless to make things all better….to know that things could have been so different “if only…”

I wish for many things in this situation. Most of them I cannot have…

I count myself extraordinarily lucky to have the loyalty and devotion of my friendship with Obiwan and others though…That’s most important and it’s the thing I can keep. I don’t have words for how grateful I am about that.

What is next hardest for me is feeling that I was told one thing, while I frequently sensed that another thing was true….Seeing first one behavior, which raised my hopes and then another, which dashed them. That is hard…I couldn’t really know what to believe. So I settled for just being kind and friendly and let go of any hopes at all.

I don’t know what will happen now, but I am feeling saddened for what the portents are…

Change is never easy.

This year so far, my life has been quiet and peaceful and full of joyful intimacies. Within my quiet life, there’s no big waves and no unhappiness…but I can see some of those I love struggling…grieving…angry…incredibly hurt…feeling abused, judged and misunderstood and that is hard. I struggled at times with feeling angry on their behalf. Yet when I look deeply into the situations, I keeping coming back to feeling compassionate and my hope that I can find ways to be supportive…

I’ve been pleased to find some opportunities over the past weeks. It leaves honey in my day and I feel good when I lay thinking about my days before I go to sleep. Life is good for me and I am very grateful for that. Very grateful.


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