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Ok, so I might have drunk a little much wine myself tonight.
It was great fun, though, most of my favorite people around me, we had a lovely day-after-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving, thank you. And the turkey, if I say so myself, was particularly good.
Now all the (counting on my fingers) 14, I think, people have gone home.
The silver has been washed and dried, the wine glasses that don’t go in the dishwasher are done, there are two pots soaking in the sink.
These are times I’m glad I have two fridges.
And now, good folks, I am done for the day. Too much wine, too much fun, I hope you all had as lovely a Thanksgiving weekend as I have thus far.Read More
I spent a good deal of years working in healthcare accounting. I understand cost reports and step-down allocations, volume and intensity based budgeting and reporting, and a lot of other boring things.
I used to think, on cold mornings especially, I wish I didn’t have to go to work, blech, I don’t want to go to work…
My drive to work took me by the Wayside Christian Mission.
Standing outside the doors as I drove off to my job was a line of people, waiting for the Mission to open, waiting to come in out of the cold, waiting for a hot meal, waiting for such small things that I took for granted.
It always made me ashamed that I had complained.
As crazy as my mother was, and as poor as we were, she gave me a clear understanding of how lucky I WAS.
I never went hungry; my mother did.
I knew t...Read More
So, we had the Special Interest Group this afternoon. This is our sort of annual business meeting.
In November, we talk about potential changes for the next year and set our topics.
In December, we have a fun topic, but this time we’re going to do a Kinky Gift Exchange.
It’s a game you may well have played at an office party or family gathering. You bring a wrapped present, in this case something under $10. If there are 20 people there, you write the numbers one through 20 on pieces of paper, and each person chooses a number.
The person who draws number 1 picks a package and opens it. Person 2 then has a choice to take the item that Person 1 has, or open a different package.
If he takes one of the previously opened gifts, then the person whose gift has been “stolen,” can choose to ...Read More
The first play party I remember going to was in Lexington, Kentucky, probably in the early summer of 1997.
I had found people in the area through a channel on the internet, which was still a fairly novel way to meet people way back then.
It was a small group of people, A and R, D and J, BJ and some other stray folks whom I don’t remember as well.
I remember going to an apartment in Lexington for a party. We were all, I think, relatively new to at least playing in front of other people, and there wasn’t any real equipment. We used what was there, footstools and chairs, etc.
I remember giving one person, BJ, his first spanking, but it wasn’t anything really special or intense, at least for me. Maybe it was for him.
It’s funny, it all seems so long ago, and so much, I don’t know, more i...Read More
I’ve talked before about my first event, which was Black Rose 10, in November of 1997.
It was called Black Rose 10 because it was a party to celebrate the tenth anniversary of the Black Rose organization, out of Washington, D.C.
My submissive at the time was Bill, who lived outside Chicago and was some minor Republican elected official, one that sent him to Washington on a fairly regular basis.
Who knows, maybe he wasn’t so minor of an official. If I could only remember anything other than Bill, I might be able to find out, but then, I’d have to be particularly interested, too, and I’m not, so there’s that.
Anyway, Bill spent enough time in D.C. that he knew about BR and knew about the party, and wanted to go and wanted me to go with him.
I don’t know what I expected, or what I knew abou...Read More
So, my friend aisha and I had talked for a bit about having a Kinky Bloggers Convention.
You can find her blog here.
Anyway, she mentioned it on a blog, and I pointed out that it’s actually pretty easy to make that happen, because I already have an event planned for March 1-3, in Louisville, Kentucky.
That event is Bluegrass Leather Pride, and it will open with a Meet and Greet/Reception traditionally held in a bar, on Friday night.
There we’ll have classes during the day on Saturday, the 2nd. We’ll break for the Louisville Munch, then come back for the actual Bluegrass Leather Pride contest, followed by a play party.
I’ll also have a keynote speech, and I’m not sure when it will be, it might be at a Sunday brunch of during the contest,
The contest will be entertaining, if nothing else...Read More
What do you think it says about me as a person that I can’t really quite remember which one my first threesome was?
I *think* it was a sort of sex-and-kink lite experience with my submissive at the time, Gene, and a woman in the community way back when.
I remember we tied him to my bed naked and rather rolled around on him, doing various kind and unkind things to him, as whim and location dictated.
He seemed to enjoy quite a bit.
But there wasn’t any real sex involved, as there wasn’t any real kink involved. Neither fish nor fowl, as it were.
I don’t think I’ve ever had a threesome with two men, which is, I suppose, rather surprising, all things considered. Never happened that it happens.
I had a threesome with two of my married friends, J and m...Read More
We had our monthly SIG meeting this afternoon. It was a topic I always enjoy, Deal Breakers and Non-Starters.
We meet for some social time before the discussion because, well, because you can’t get kinky people together and expect them not to be social, even if there’s an agenda.
So, we socialize for a bit before, then, about the time the food usually arrives, I read the list of questions aloud, if people have questions they ask then, and then we break into three separate groups, dominants, submissives and switches.
We are lucky enough to have a fairly large population of switches, or, perhaps the fact that switches have been welcomed here, they feel more comfortable claiming that identity than they might...Read More
Not so much, actually.
I am not really a forgive and forget kind of girl. I can forgive mistakes; flaws in character, however, are another thing.
Other people seem to be far more fickle than I am. I don’t usually burn bridges until I am absolutely positive that there is nothing on the other side I will truly miss before I set ablaze the only means by which to reach it.
I do have a temper, but it rarely flares. I am more an Ice Princess type than a Drama Queen. Revenge is a dish best served cold, after all.
It takes a lot for me to write someone off. It’s not a whim thing, it’s a considered decision. I have to believe you to be essentially dishonest, obstructionist, untrustworthy and/or singularly unreliable.
I have never made the decision to sever ties with someone based on one...Read More
So, I’ve been to two munches in two days. That’s a fair amount.
Friday’s munch was at a Chinese buffet, and there were quite a few people, 40 or more. The air conditioner had been off in the room so it was, I am told, quite hot, though I wasn’t uncomfortable. Heat rarely bothers me.
The buffet had crab legs, and I got some, cracked them, went and washed my hands, then cracked a few more, then went and washed my hands again. As I turned to leave the room, something caught my eye and I thought, “Why are there urin– Oh, my god…” No one had been in the bathroom, obviously, either time, for which I am grateful. I went in again one last time thinking, well, maybe they look just alike and I didn’t go into the wrong one the first time. It was clear I was wrong, however...Read More