I have been a wife and mother for over twenty years. Now I am becoming my husband's lover, too.
We owe it all to my fellow bloggers who gave me the courage to come out to my husband as a spanko.
I do feel like this is a New Beginning for us.

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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Mollie wants a cat

Yes, Mollie wants a cat. I had no doubt this was coming. She’s lived with cats all her life. Now that her roommate bailed on her (and boy, could I write a post or two about that roommate) Mollie's lonely and she’s mentioned a cat more and more often. While I want to be supportive I’m not sure it’s the right time for a cat.

I explained my concerns to her. 1) She has brand new furniture and whether she gets a scratching post or not the new couch and chair are going to be damaged. 2) For the first time in her life she is living cat hair free. She doesn’t have to have a sticky roller in every room and in her car – is she ready to give that up? 3) Pets are expensive. She carrying a mortgage now with no roommate, does she want extra expenses? 4) She has a trip planned for later in the summer, who cat sits? I could go on, but you get the idea. I told her I understood and I loved cats too – but was this the right time?

LJ and Collin have two cats in the city and she decided to give him a call. His take on the situation, “Everything mom says is right! They have destroyed our furniture and we need to invest in the sticky-roller business. Everything in the apartment is covered. I hate living in cat fur. But taking all that into account I love our cats way more than I do the furniture and having my clothes fur free.”














Sigh… meet my new grand cat.


She's little.


She sleeps a lot.



And she's precious and I love her 
and Mollie makes a great mom.

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Home with my man

I feel like I’ve been away forever. Retirement hasn’t given me the unending time to blog that I had envisioned. But I’ve just gotten back from a wonderful trip full of time in the sun, great conversations and wonderful food! Definitely my kind of trip!

But I was still happy to get home to Nick. It seems we’ve been
apart for a very long time. After his mom broke her hip everyone took turns sitting with her in the hospital. Nick and I did a lot of passing one another with mostly a, ‘hey’ or, ‘I’ll see you later.’ MIL is in rehab now and doing well physically, but Alzheimer’s is a relentless bitch and we all still have to deal with that.

Nick and I were really happy to be able to spend Saturday together. We went shopping and I got him some Adirondack chairs for him for Father’s Day. While we had the trailer hitched up we also took our broken down pool furniture to the dump – not the most thrilling part of my Saturday, but I still got to be with Nick. After that we still had the afternoon to ourselves.

I told him that my sunburn was stinging a little and that I sure could use some lotion rubbed on it, and as long as he was rubbing… I also pointed out that while my shoulders and chest had gotten too red, other parts of me definitely needed color.  The sweet man was willing to help with both. I entered the bedroom wearing a recently acquired tiara – I wanted the man to know he was dealing with someone of royal standing. He thought it was extremely appropriate, and I was indeed treated like a queen.

I also realized that I am officially a spanking wimp! I just can’t take it like I used to. Strange, I used to be able to take anything he could throw at me and he would always stop way before I wanted him to. No longer! It might be different if it was for real, but just for play I’m thinking we should stick to patty-cake.

After I did get a little color I was ready to move on to bigger and better things and we did. I love afternoon loving! You can finish up and go right into a well-deserved, loving induced, coma/nap.




I am very happy to be home with my man. Traveling is always fun, but for me – a hermit at heart – few things beat being able to stay home writing and puttering around. Hopefully, I’m going to be here a little more often, I hope you will too.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

I just heard myself give a talk on writing…

Okay, it wasn’t really me, but it could have been. I went to hear Ann B. Ross speak this week. She is the author of the Miss Julia
series and one of my all-time favorite writers. Her books are vanilla and contain absolutely no spanking (the only thing that could improve them) but seriously, they are wonderful. There are nineteen in the series and now and she is working on number twenty. I’ve read every one more than once.  I must be right in her target area. When I walked into the room where she was to speak I hadn’t seen so many little white haired ladies since Mollie went to see The Help. But I read her first one almost twenty years ago and I love it then too.

I was anxious to hear her speak and as I listened I was stunned to hear all she was saying. Honestly, change the name of the main character and I could have made the talk. She started by saying she had not begun with the idea of writing a book – it was this woman she was picturing in her head that was telling her the story. She said the character often just took off in their own direction over which she had very little control. She went on to say that her biggest problem was coming up with a plot. Amen, sister! Like me she is well acquainted with her characters and knows them like family, but coming up with a major conflict then resolution for each book can be tough.

I’ve always worried about this with the Cassie books – I know Cassie and Tom, Sue and Steve and all the rest. Give me a situation and I can tell you how each of my characters will react. That’s the problem sometimes, I need someone to give me a situation. Ms. Ross says she gets her ideas from everywhere, news stories, overheard conversations, listening to her friends gossip – anything. Maybe I need to be listening harder in real-life.

She went on to say that her writing day consist of getting up and dressed (in case someone stops by) eating breakfast as she does the cross-word puzzle then getting a cup of coffee and heading to her writing room where she writes for a few hours. Exchange checking my email and Facebook for cross-word puzzle and you have most of my writing days.

I had her sign one her books for me. I would have love to sit and talk with her about writing. But I never mentioned to her that I wrote. There was a line and it wouldn’t have been appropriate. But luckily I was in line with another retired teacher who knew about my books and she asked about them. Several ladies around us seemed interested and I was happy to give them one of my cards.



I guess the thing I envied the most was her interaction with her readers.  Lots of people write her and ask about the books – fuss at her for incidents they don’t like sometimes, but in general tell her they enjoy her work and ask her questions about it. She gets tons of reviews on Amazon, I would love to be able to say that. And of course, she gets invited to talk with groups who like her books – that would be fun!  I guess that the price I pay for writing spanking fiction instead of vanilla. But I wouldn’t give up what I write – I do love it!

Thursday, June 08, 2017

Happier post

Good news on my MIL. The surgery went well. She isn’t back up and running or anything but her pain level is way down and she is much more herself. Of course the dementia is still there and always will be, but she is her sweet self again. I stayed again last night at the hospital and the only problem was that several times she pulled back her covers and was trying to move. When I went to her she explained that she didn’t think I was comfortable on the couch and she wanted to change places with me. When the nurses would wake her up to take blood or do a breathing treatment she would thank them when they finished.

She will be heading to rehab in a day or two. That’s very hard with dementia patient – therapy hurts and she won’t really be able to understand why they are doing it. I still fear she will never be able to go back to her home, but hopefully she will be able to walk a little. Time will tell.

I had a good day yesterday. I thought I was going to have to miss both my retirement parties. The county wide one and the one at my school. It’s always done the week after school’s out – next week, and I’m going to be traveling. I was slightly disappointed, but my excitement about the trip made it all right. Last week they called to ask if I could come in Wednesday afternoon for a school wide celebration. My principal secretly got with Mollie who dug out some old pictures to send her and there was a little video presentation.  I was really happy that they took the effort. I got some gift cards from the different grade levels and these dolls – sadly accurate. That’s in folks – the retirement is official!




Tuesday, June 06, 2017

Ella's the best!

I really want to thank Ella for writing such a wonderful review on Becoming Family. She really does write the best review and I really appreciate her doing that. I hope if you haven’t thought of reading Becoming Family that you’ll at least check out Ella's review.

It’s been a rough few days for the family. Nick’s mom had to wait from Thursday evening until Monday afternoon for the surgery to repair her broken him. She made it through surgery, but I’m not sure what happens now. So far we haven’t left her alone. Her dementia is worsening and I think that’s normal for what she is going through. Prayers are still needed. Thanks to all who have been praying.

Saturday, June 03, 2017

A rough time


Once again a post about family. I’ve worried about Nick’s parents for a long time. His dad will be 96 next week and his mom is 93. Come September they will have been married seventy years. My MIL broke her hip about fifteen years ago and we let her take two whole Sundays off from cooking for us all. But she fell again this past Thursday evening and broke her hip on the other side – or it broke and she fell, who knows. Anyway, a lot has changed in the past fifteen years.

She’s frail now, weighs about seventy pounds and has dementia. Thankfully all five of their kids live in town and all are more than willing to help. Surgery is tentatively scheduled for Monday. I’ve always love my mother and father-in-law. Nick’s little mother is as sweet and kind as they come. This is a hard thing. It’s hard to know exactly what to pray for.  But we use prayers. I’m praying for her to be free from pain and God’s will be done.