The Weekend

So much loveliness. First, there was date night. A glass of wine and appetizers on a rooftop bar overlooking the river. Then dinner with some of my favorite actually low-carb food.

We had such a good time, and were so late getting back to the house that everyone was in bed. It was the perfect opportunity for some serious spanking and good times.

It had been so long since I had been spanked, that I was more sensitive than I expected to be. But I was able to settle into it, reminded myself that I needed it, and both enjoyed and appreciated it.   It was followed by orgasms and lots of cuddles. Life is pretty good.

Of course,  Sunday is beach day. So I am actually writing this from my usual cozy spot on the sand  The ocean is fairly calm today, and I’m enjoying that .


There is still lots and lots of stuff going on in my life and I’m way busier than I want to be.   But it is mostly all good stuff, so I truly can’t complain. Also, because I am always looking for new ways to experiment with managing my life, or maybe just always looking  for new things to add onto my plate, I have been reading up on Qigong. It is fascinating. More on that later.






Mother Ocean

i almost didn’t go to the ocean today.

It looked like rain.

I was tired.

I had a lot to do.

Thank goodness, i went anyhow.

I got to see the many faces of the sky, the amazing variety of cloud formations.

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And the ocean today was fierce.  UQH9pit0T%WLvBFnlNRywQ

Waves roaring up…



Rushing in…


Swirling up around me quicker than I could back away from.

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…then rolling back away, as if it had changed its mind.  Teasing me to follow it.


This song has been playing in my head all day.


Fall at the Beach

Still warm, but definitely wet. With a hint of chill almost in the air.

Of course I never believe it’s actually going to rain unless it actually is, so I came to the beach this morning anyhow. Looks like it might let up enough to go for a walk. Either way, I’m just glad that I’m here

image.jpgBut hope is on the way. Yes, that is sunshine in the distance!

Autumn Equinox & Letting Go

I’m not sure what meaning to find in the beginning of fall here in the south.  Ok, not the deepest south, but still.  Pretty far south in the US.

It’s not getting cold.  A bit cooler, i suppose, but not cold, and unlike ‘nilla from Vanillamom, i would not be thrilled to feel a chill in the air.  This will be my second fall without freeze and i’m excited about it.

Pumpkin lattes, turkey dinner, marshmallows and hot chocolate – meh.  No, thanks.

But then what meaning does the change of seasons bring?  I was googling images and ran across this one, with the heading…

Letting go of what no longer serves


And that resonated with me.  Letting go of what no longer serves.  What does that look for me now, in this season of my life?

The quick and easy answer is getting rid of stuff in my house – i’m still – almost 5 months post-move – not organized the way I had planned to be.  And some of that is needing to get rid of things.  So, hmmmm, I could put that back on the FFF agenda.

Another thing that goes through my mind – i had a meeting last week with a couple of people i work with who are on a different team.  They have an external facing role, and we do things that support them being able to do that job.  Neither team could do their job without the other.   So I always feel like we share goals and should be working collaboratively.

I’m pretty sure that the people i meet with from the other team feel very differently about our roles.  I’m pretty sure that they feel like they need to protect their team from my team.   Which doesn’t make for a warm and fuzzy collaboration.  So they tend to be stiff and smile through tight lips while their eyes stay cool and distant.

i noticed in this last meeting, that i smile too much and talk too much with them.  I realize that I’m trying way too hard to connect with them on some kind of personal level when really, that connection is NOT going to happen.  And i’m pretty sure that i just look weak to them when i try too hard.  It doesn’t make me feel good afterwards.  And it doesn’t accomplish anything.

That’s a practice that no longer serves me.

I need to stop it.

i’m sure it’s not the only thing i do that i could stop, let go of, or release.  But it is so much easier-said-than-done.  (In fact, i think maybe i’ve had this particular realization before.  Sigh.  And still i do some kind of two-step razzle dazzle trying to connect.  Ugh.)

But it’s something to think about.  Letting go of what no longer serves.

What would that mean for you?



FFF 9-20

And it happened, y’all, a new number on the scale.  “4.”  Yes, as in 154.  Point 2.  That’s right.  154.2  Party is at my house – come on over!

Step average is about 5,400, which is not all that good, but hey.  154.2  I’m doing something right.

But the big treat today (now that i’m through basking in the sunshine of lost weight) is this video.  Have you seen it yet?  If not – well, I laughed.  A lot.  Soooo much.


{It should be embeded, but if it’s not, google video woman putting on spanx.  It should be a youngish woman with dark hair.  It tickled me immensely.}

But then i am of the era of panty girdles and mesh stockings.  Only in my teens – early teens at that.  Then it was all panty hose – followed by burning our bras and throwing away stockings all together.  These days, I don’t even wear pantythose.  I cannot imagine squeezing myself into spanx and am baffled by women who do.  Not judging them, you understand.  But it’s like ironing, something that I think should be relegated to history.

On the other hand, i can enjoy dressing up in a lacy garter belt and stockings with a fine seam in the back.  That’s a whole different ball game.

Ok, enough of this nonsense.  My scale continues to inch it’s way down.  (Pound it’s way down?)  Haha…  and I hope you enjoyed the video as much as i did.



On Retreat

I’m taking a couple of days off to myself this week. Staying at a wonderful retreat center on the river. Here’s the sunrise.

Last night, I had turned off all the lights and was lying in bed playing with my massager. Suddenly, the kitchen light came on. Yes, out of the blue, kitchen light was suddenly on. A bright light. I was stunned, but after a minute I realized there could not be anybody in the house that turned it on. I got up and turned it off. Went back to the bedroom, which is right next to it. I sat on the edge of the bed and thought about it for a minute or two. After all, that’s a little freaky.

However, I finally decided that if it was anything ghostly or scary, that it would have to happen again. Until then, I was not going to worry about it.  So I went back to playing with my massager and  finally fell asleep.

As you can tell, I do have some Internet access. However, it’s limited, so that’s good.

Finding my zen…