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It seems like the weekend is taking nearly as long to tell about as it took to live through it, doesn’t it?
So what happened next?
When last we saw our hero, she had just presented Leather and been presented her own pin.
I should mention, or perhaps I shouldn’t, that I actually spent the entire event in a pair of white Scottie slippers. Fuzzy ones.
I also wore my Santa hat the entire time I presented Leather.
Along with the Scottie slippers.
It’s a really NICE Santa hat, if that makes a difference.
Anyway, once that was over, the event proper was kicked off.
And how did we do that, you might ask?
Let me set the scene.
The supporting players are Elf Devon and Panty Claus.
Elf Devon is an adorable boy, who was dressed in an elf’s vest, hat and ass-less undies...Read More
So, when last I left, we were at the Bizarre Bazaar and the party was about to start.
Actually, before it started, I took the opportunity to have the fabulous Sir Markos take some photos of me with slave drew for our Christmas picture.
He did a wonderful job and we ended up with at least three contenders for the position. I think it will end up being the one I posted last night, which I am referring to as “Peekaboo,” since I seem to be leaning to one side.
Later in the evening I had him take a few absolutely priceless photos with Elf Devon, one of which I posted here yesterday, too.
One of the things that has been important to me over the last few years is the bringing back of the tradition of earned Leather...Read More
So, I finally have time to talk about my very very busy weekend.
We have been preparing for our party for a month, at least. It’s actually probably more work than one might think. We don’t just decide to throw a party and then in a sort of 1930 Hollywood movie, the production number all comes together.
Can’t you see it?
The starlet rips off her square-shouldered pinafore and clunky-heeled shoes to reveal a patent bra top, super short skirt and thigh-high boots.
The hero’s bow tie morphs into a collar, and his clipboard into a paddle.
Their best friends – you know, the chubby, funny ones, the ones who would be played by Melissa McCarthy and Jack Black, would start wheeling out furniture, while singing something about Sweet Dreams or something...Read More
So, I really thought I’d get a post done today.
First I woke up with a screaming leg cramp. Ick.
Then I sort of dragged around until slave drew and I went and had some lunch.
Then we came home and took a three hour nap.
Then it was time to dress and go to the munch.
Then it was time to go to the gay Leather bar for their event.
And now it’s 11:30 and I am beyond tired.
I’ll have a real post soon. After I sleep.Read More
It is, according to my computer, 3:24 am.
I got home about a half hour ago. I let dogs out and ate something, and I am about to go to bed.
There will be more, but I believe we had a successful event.
As I always say, at the end of a kinky event, if no one is in the hospital or in jail, it was a success.
If anyone is in either place, it didn’t happen there, so I’m good.
We had fun. Look for pictures, once they’re available, and let me tell you, the ones taken with a certain elf? Priceless, I promise.
There will be more about it tomorrow and probably even after, but I want to thank everyone who was there, I want to thank everyone who worked and volunteered and showed up and I want to thank the people who bought from our vendors and made it worth their while to join us.
And so, goodnigh...Read More
I doubt this will be a terribly long post.
The Bizarre Bazaar is tomorrow evening. I’ll leave at 4:30-ish and won’t be home much before 3am, I imagine.
I doubt I’ll have a post tomorrow, but you never know, do you?
Tonight, I’ve written my Leather ceremony. I’ve written the program.
We set up equipment – six or seven pieces, and prepared for a half dozen vendors.
I have a bag of stuff to take, and another bag of stuff, and then there’s some more stuff in my car to take, too.
I have a list of other things I have to remember, can’t forget, must take.
And, at the moment, I believe the thing I have to do is go to bed.
Expect a review on Saturday, anyway.
At least, I think it’s a reader, if not, I don’t know how he’d have found me. Even if he’s not, it’s a sort of universal question.
He said that he’d been in contact lately with a slave, and now he was interested in being more involved in the community. I am paraphrasing, since I don’t have permission to quote him, but that’s the gist of it.
First, I think that it’s a good and genuinely important thing to have some contact with the community. I know that the life I live is not for everyone, or even for many, but you can have some involvement without being totally immersed.
I want to say, too, that I think that online communities do count, even if they’re different than face-to-face.
I think that communities do a couple of things for us.
I think it matters enormously to have people wit...Read More
And we know what road is paved with those.
So I’ve been working on a post on consent, something I’ve been thinking about.
However, I hate to rush it and it’s been busy.
I also have another one started and if I had ten minutes to think, I might work on that, but I haven’t.
I’ve also gotten some emails that I think come from my blog, which is nice, but some of them have asked for advice, and I want to answer them here.
So, I have plans and plans and plans and yet…
If man’s reach does not exceed his grasp, then what’s a heaven for, as they say.
We have our Fringe Element party this Friday night, and although we’re in good shape for that, it’s still a bit hectic.
Last minute things to do and arrange and confirm and acquire and schedule.
I still have to put away silver and serving plates and ti...Read More
I bet you thought I’d forgotten this thread, huh?
Nah, I just got caught up with the holiday and the dining room renovation, and all that kind of distractions.
So, anyway, the first munch I ever went to was in Lexington, Kentucky. It would have been the summer, probably June or July, of 1997.
I don’t know that it was called a munch, I honestly don’t remember.
I had ended my previous relationship and now had the ability to do what I wanted and I wanted to find a community of some kind.
The munch was held at a horrible Ryan’s Steak House, and a couple named Denise and Jeff were running it at the time.
There weren’t a lot of people there, maybe 20 or so. I guess I knew a couple of people already from online...Read More
So I am officially thankful.
I am thankful that the dining room got put back together so the living room could get put back together so the kitchen could be put back together so we could do a Thanksgiving gathering.
It wasn’t a LOT of people, 14 in all, but any more would have been too tight, particularly when an actual meal was involved for about half of them, albeit in three shifts.
The food was good – I’m a good cook, and I have put on enough big meals that I know how to do it, how to make things come out at about the right time, etc.
My favorite part, though, was after the meal, or at least after the first shift of the meal. I knew it would be. It was the time when we were all gathered in the living room – a decent-sized room – and that’s always my favorite part.
The wo...Read More