A Quickie

It's been a long week already. I've been busy doing this.

   I love my job, but the lady training me has a bad habit of talking when she should be listening.

That makes me feel like this 

And of course I've spent most of my time at home doing this.

I wish I had more time to do this,

Or this

But, alas, that is not to be this week.

Musicman however, did feel I needed some of this,

and then some of this.

So we had an early bedtime last night and did some of that. I feel much better and even went to work with one of these today.

and one of these.

Gotta run now as I'm on my lunch hour and don't want to be late. Hopefully soon things will settle down and I will have the time to get caught up with everyone.

Hot, Frustrated and Cranky

 Did ya ever have one of those weeks? The kind of week where a helmet is absolutely mandatory to survive? That has been my week this week. Even the simplest of things have been difficult and frustrating.

There was no privacy for stress relief spanking, so we explored other stress relieving techniques.

This works great and I highly recommend it :)

                This is pretty effective too.    Bet ya didn't know I could still bend that way did ya?

Tuesday night we had some privacy, let the fun begin!!!

        


                                         Unfortunately, the boychild came home early!!

That put a damper on things and left me in a bit of a mood.












Oh, if only I had this in my wardrobe.



Finally, last night, all the chores that were gonna get done were done. We had a bit of energy and an empty house. Operation stress relief commenced.

It started with some of this:

     some of this followed,

                                He wanted to play "Guess the implement."

Mmmm....I feel so much better

            

I still have work to deal with and some some other things that are sure to frustrate. The heat has set in and we are going to be in the mid 90's today, ugh. Maybe he would be wise to keep the paddle close at hand.

 

Have a great weekend. 
                                                                                        

Something Simple

                                                                                                      

It's been a bit of a rough week.

Just a  small little melt down to muck things up. I'm thankful it's almost over. I always look forward to the weekends and time spent with Musicman. I'm making an effort to get to a good place to enjoy the weekend.

So I had a "me" day.

I spent some time relaxing   

                                         

                                                                                                   

                                                                                                                                 and pampering myself.           

I gave myself one of these:

   
                                                    and made sure to do some grooming
                                                                                       
                                                                                           

       

I primped and polished

                   


                                         and donned one of my favorite sundresses

                                          

If I look good, I'll feel good 



Now all I need is some of this, okay, maybe a LOT of this
  

             and possibly some of this  

                                             


               
                                                                        let's not forget this    
   

Then I can feel this

Peace, at last.

Little Girls and Puppy Dogs

Musicman says I am his pit bull.

                                                                         

I don't feel much like a pit bull sometimes.

Sometimes I feel like a scared little girl.

                                                                          

Pit bulls don't show fear, they attack.


                                                                                      

Sometimes I attack too, it just looks different.

                                                                                     

Musicman knows what to do when I attack.

                                                                                        

Something a Little Different

Two months ago tomorrow I did a series of posts from here while Musicman had his surgery.

The doctors said it would be 3-6 months for him to and recover and return to work.

Tomorrow instead of being home with me recovering Musicman will be here.

It's going to be odd to be home without him.  I'm going to miss him terribly.  

I"m going to feel like this.

I'm a big believer in forewarned is forearmed. So I'm prepared for the day.

I'm going to do some of this.

And some of this.

I'll have my stereo turned up loud and do some of this.

I'll take some time and pamper myself.

After a long hard day at work Musicman will come home to this.

And this.

And hopefully he will feel like the king of this.

I will be one happy this.