Thursday, September 24
I also saw a sign locally that stated in large letters:
"Your wife is really HOT!"
Below, it explained that the wife needs a new air conditioner. Is there something about breathing in the freon that makes guys see air conditioning as sexy?
Here in the mountains (our house is at 8000 ft. elevation) we don't even have air conditioning. It's so cool and dry that we don't need it. In fact, it's cool enough to give stiff nipples all summer long! Have I said recently that I LOVE living in the mountains?
This year, the last day of summer brought a cloudy day here, then thunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet, granular snow and then big flakes of snow! It melted soon after falling, but in 2004 we had quite a snowstorm on September 21st and 22nd!
So, you can see that keeping our nipples stiff in the mountains doesn't require any air conditioning service
- just Mother Nature.
We've had the fireplace checked out and put the flannel sheets on the beds. Later today, I'll pack away my summer clothes which I got to wear only a few days here and a week when we were back in the Midwest. Summer is my least favorite season and I'm not sorry to see it go. Welcome Autumn!!
Saturday, September 12
Am I nuts or what??
Friday, September 11
He can be a gentle man. Or.... he can slip into my bed - always unpredictable - his taste salty, his voice sweet and his desire spicy and urgent. His work-hardened hands delivering spanks that transform pain into passion. His insistent lips bruising my flesh. Teeth nibbling, nipping. Legs pressing, parting. Masterful fingers exploring and claiming.
I don't ask him when he'll return.
Thursday, September 10
Last night I was feeling playful and sassy when our usual spanking time rolled 'round. Lash always tells me what implements to bring for my spanking, but last night he didn't, so I didn't bring anything. As I crawled into bed for our cuddle, he asked "Did you forget something?" I joked that he didn't ask for anything and we laughed and snuggled. Soon, though, I wasn't laughing when he started spanking with his right hand, hard, right across those tender areas that are usually protected. It turns out that the hand spankings I've been missing aren't as mild as I remembered. Another "What was I thinking?" moment!! Next time I'll bring the straps whether he asks or not. After the crying and cuddling that followed, I asked if his hand hurt and when he replied, "Yes" I said "Good"! Maybe not the best response, but we both chuckled and went to sleep very relaxed and happy!
Wednesday, September 9
to the base of the falls
beyond these few hours!
Tuesday, September 8
HNT was such a bad idea. Who thought of it? Why did I post that picture? Why did he check my blog while we're out of town? Why did he pack the Loopy Johnny? Did he plan this? When will the maids come back to finish making the bed? Do we have time? Will someone hear? Will my short skirt cover up the marks? What's taking him so long?
Monday, September 7
Sunday, September 6
Sour Cream Chocolate Cake
with Peanut Butter Frosting
1 3/4 cup Unbleached All-Purpose Flour
1 3/4 cup Sugar
3/4 cup Cocoa
1 1/2 teaspoon Baking Soda
1 teaspoon Salt
2/3 cup Butter Or Margarine;-Softened
2 cups Dairy Sour Cream
2 large Eggs
1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract
Preheat the oven to 350 Degrees F. Grease and flour a 13 X 9 X 2-Inch baking pan.
In a large mixer bowl, combine the flour, sugar, cocoa, baking soda and salt, blending well. Blend in the butter, sour cream, eggs and vanilla. Beat for 3 minutes on medium speed. Pour the batter into the prepared pans and bake for 40 to 45 minutes or until a wooden pick, inserted in the center, comes out clean. Cool in the pan on a wire rack.
The frosting is simply butter, confectioners sugar and milk mixed with peanut butter, either creamy or chunky. No particular recipe.