Insomniac Post

It's 3:30 in the morning and I am wide awake,  what's up with that ? Anyway, I thought since I couldn't sleep maybe I would write, hope it makes some kind of sense, lol.

It took me several weeks of almost constant ups and downs before I figured out why Musicman's health issues had become such a huge trigger for me. To say I was over reacting would be an understatement. It took a few more weeks to process it all and do the last few posts. Hopefully things will settle down a little now. We do have another procedure coming up in a few days and once we get through that we may be able to actually make some forward progress.  I'm gonna be cautiously optimistic and keep my fingers crossed.

I am the kind of person that must find the positive in everything before I can leave it alone. I'm still working on that in relation to the incidents of the last few weeks, so in the mean time I thought I would share how my weekend went.

It was a peaceful weekend which was a nice change. Musicman was feeling pretty good when we got up Saturday morning. Every time I got close to him he would swat me. That just makes me giggle, and find another reason to get close to him. When he's in a playful mood like that he tends to call me Woman, too cute.

We went out to do some errands, Musicman was looking for something particular. I happily wandered around the stores with him, just looking at whatever took my fancy. Sparkly things easily distract me. At one store I found myself totally mesmerized, by of all things, a baby blanket. I do not have any babies in my life so I didn't get it. But it was Tink, and it was so soft, and I really wanted it. Struck me as quite odd and I didn't get it. We had some lunch and did some more shopping, Musicman finally found what he was looking for, I got a pair of sandals. I love sandals, they're the perfect shoe cause they come off in under a second. Nothing better then bare feet.

Later that night Musicman surprised me by bringing my computer up to the bedroom and going to my blog. The man rarely even acknowledges that he reads it, so I was quite surprised. I soon found out what he was looking for though. He wanted me to show him some things I like. Unfortunately he meant videos and I don't really watch spanking or D/s or BDSM videos. They are just a little too intense for me most of the time. Odd that I want to do those things but I don't want to watch them, but there it is.

We did look at a few things, but it wasn't really what he wanted so we just commenced to playing. No spanking involved, but I have to say his verbal skills are improving. I swear if he keeps it up he is soon going to be able to talk me into an orgasm. Hmm...that might be fun. Sunday morning brought some lovely slow sleepy sex. My favorite way to start the day. A good weekend overall.

Of course I had to think more about the videos he wanted to see. So, I did something that totally icked me out. I went trolling for videos. I am really surprised how much I don't like watching them. I like to watch porn, if it's well done. I did find one that is passable, I emailed it to him, with a bit of an explanation of all the things he should ignore. I just realized as I wrote that, that I forgot to mention it to him. He doesn't check his email very often and it could sit there for months if I don't tell him.

Looking for the videos also made me wonder what I look like during a spanking. I really have no idea but for some reason I don't think my reactions look much like the ones I see in the videos. This of course led me to think about the times in the past that we have made videos. I'm usually nervous during the setup, but within just a few minutes I forget all about the camera. When we watch them back I am always kind of surprised how my reactions look compared to what I am feeling in the moment. Hmm...wonder where that video camera went?

Yesterday I was out on a mission, there is something particular that Musicman likes that is difficult to find, when I do find it I stock up. I was on a mission to restock, I went to the first store I usually find it at and they were out. I went to the second store, score, I stocked up. While I was happily loading my haul into the car I realized I was right next door to the store that had the baby blanket that had so mesmerized me. I bought it, and a queen size pillow. An hour later, a whip stitch with some eyelash yarn and I now have the most adorably cushy Tinkerbell pillow. It was funny when we went up to bed earlier this evening and I walked in to see Musicman holding the pillow. Somehow he just doesn't strike me as the Tinkerbell type, but boy is it soft.