Still Alive

Okay, so maybe it wasn't so terribly soon...But ya know...

The move was a bitch. How could driving 22 straight hours with two dogs, two cats, and two kids be anything else?
My car didn't like it. As in desperate need of repair didn't like it. But that's okay...Nice thing about a regular paycheck is being able to afford to fix your transportation to work. Lol.

Just thought I'd drop by and say that I'm still alive, and thank you all for the comments on my last post. It's nice to know that this little corner with all of its awesome people is still here. No matter where I am.

Now I'm off on the desperate search for somebody to fix my neck so that I can ditch this constant headache. The whole eeny meeny miny moe the yellow pages thing sounds so dangerous when looking for people to crack your neck...

Be Back Soon. I Hope...

We Could Be Nothing Else...

There hasn't really been any kink around here for some time. There also hasn't been a whole lot of submission, if I'm gonna be honest...Because life, not taking my medicine, grandma, life, kids, and more friggin ridiculously stressful beautiful life.

Having spent the day on the couch attempting, somewhat unsuccessfully, to recuperate from being assaulted by books and bed frames yesterday, I had some time to think (mind you, it's a terrible time to "Take a day to think". There simply isn't time for it. I wanted to. That's my story and I'm sticking to it).
But I have once again tripped my way into the pitfalls of digression...

The way we are is not something that I have ever seen reflected in the vanilla couples we have known. Not just the way we have been since consciously shifting our dynamic to one of dominance and submission, but the way that we have always been.

He takes those big steps out, he makes things happen and forges the trail for me to follow.

I have never rented a post office box, opened a bank account, lived alone, registered a car, set up voice mail, or done a myriad of things that most humans consider part of experiencing daily life.

While I am very much a "Do whatever needs to be done" kind of person, the ultimate responsibility for the movement of our lives falls to him (mind you, there are many thing such as scheduling and anything whatsoever to do with doctor which do not fall under this heading).
He has always been the final line of responsibility for our family.

Anyways...

Sometimes I resent the things he expects of me, especially when he's not showing what I think of as "active" dominance (gods know, I do need that). But I think there are many things he does, the way we have always been and lived, and for him those are very much what being a dominant is about.

Looking beyond the kink, beyond  the things we often think of as being D/s, beyond the conscious choices of power exchange, it is still clear that we could be nothing else. Because it is there in the very fabric of how and who we are.

The Great Online Cookie Exchange Extravaganza

It's that time of year again! Time for the annual online cookie exchange extravaganza, hosted by the lovely Jz.

The cookie exchange extravaganza will be on December 10th this year!

How it works:

Before Tuesday, December 9th, (this is important, she compiles a list of all the participants so that we can all post the links on our blogs, late submissions create more work for her, and may result in your blog not being on the list. We don't want to miss any goodies!) send Jz your name, and the link to your blog.
Jz will use that information to compile a list of blog links that we can put in our recipe posts (you will receive the list via email). That way, everyone will be able to hop around and find all of the awesome recipes.
On December 10th, you post your goody recipe, (anything sweet, not just cookies) with the list of links from Jz, and we all get to spend the day increasing our stash of treat recipes!

If you have any questions, feel free to leave me a comment, and I'll do my best to answer!

Edited to add: Good recipes of all kinds are welcomed, not just sweets! Thank the gods, because after this one I'll have used up my best desserts...

A Turkey of A Day

My mom refuses to cook turkey. So, while we are having dinner at her house tonight, I still have to cook the turkey and take it in.

My alarm went off at 6:00 so the turkey could go in by 7:00, but thing began going wrong before I had even tasted my coffee.

Better back up for a minute...You see, I have this awesome oven--you could totally fit two turkeys into it at the same time. Except it's not actually awesome because the door doesn't open up all of the way. In fact, it doesn't even open halfway, which is normally doable and just results in a constant burn on my arm that I have become immune to, but I'm getting off track.
At approximately 6:05, after turning on the oven, I realized that the rack would need to be lowered. Okay, no big right? I'll just take off the door. The problem is, the door then needed to go back on. After much whispered cursing, which my husband later informed me was more at a Chef Ramsey level of kitchen dispute, and some very quiet soft suggestions from our youngest that perhaps we should wake dad up and ask him to help, I got the door back on. Yay! All good, right?

Except for one minor detail--the turkey still had to go in, and the whole process becomes way more complicated when that door is 400 degrees.

I lifted my coffee cup to my lips, and just before that first glorious taste...."Mom! I stepped in cat poop!" Of course you did honey...

Then up popped my darling husband and Master, to inform me that I was not indeed behaving in nearly as stealthy of a manner as I had thought, and yes, I had probably better put the turkey in then let the oven come up to temperature.

Washed the child off, pulled the over door off again, shoved the turkey in the oven, replaced the door, got a drink off coffee before it miraculously vanished, and we're rolling surprisingly close to schedule.

Getting it out should be fun...

Did I mention that I had to go to the grocery store last night because someone who shall rename unnamed (ahem) requested pumpkin pie after I did my shopping reasonably early? Then I forgot to add the milk. Because new recipe. Because cookbooks packed.

Yep, it's turkey day alright.

I hope that you all have an awesome day, regardless of whether or not it's a turkey day where you live!

And the Cat Was Dancing in the Kitchen...

I've been awake since 2:30 AM. In my defense, I waited until 4 to get up and make coffee. I was tired, really. But I woke up to go pee (in the toilet even, tyvm) and...

Plus, the cat was dancing in the kitchen, and I have 99 legitimate things to worry about on top of a million illegitimate issues, so naturally there was no going back to sleep.
I'm sure there's something useful I should be doing, because there are never enough hours in the day, but maybe there is sometimes if you get up in the middle of the night...

I did find this:

 Not exactly productive, but still kind of funny.

I should say that I'm not a mess. And if I did say it, I should totally mean it, but I wouldn't really mean it, so I would totally be lying.

I worry about leaving my mom.
I worry about sending my kids to a school with a thousand students (this one's kicking my ass).
I worry about next month, what I forgot to do yesterday, what might happen tomorrow.
If it can or cannot be named, I worry about it.

 

Yep, that's me. If I was guy. And the hose wasn't frozen. Because winter.

Oh yea, found another good shot of my life (why do the boys get all the good pictures?)

Ooh, shots...If I pretend that I didn't go to bed, is it still too early to start drinking? I mean, after all, it is dark...

Meh

And that, my friends, is all I have to say today.

Okay, well maybe just one more...

And just so winter doesn't think she's off the hook...