Being better means I get to finally catch up (sorta) on some blog reading (at last!). I was just reading Constance's post at My Dabble in the Middle End about getting flowers today from her top for "being good." It makes sense to me. A. and I have talked about how, if I'm going to have a punishment book listing all the naughty things I've done, I should have a reward book listing all the good things I do. And I think flowers are as good a reward as any.
In a follow up to my rather melancholy post from Monday, I should note that when I put my Meals on Wheels into the fridge this afternoon to eat later, it bumped up against something when I tried to slide it onto the bottom shelf. I pulled it out and found a box of chocolate truffles my dear had gotten for me on his last trip to Trader Joe's the day before he left that I had forgotten all about.
Chocolate truffles are as nice a reminder of my beloved's thoughtfulness as any.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
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6 comments:
Natty, it's nice to see you commenting around, makes hope that you are feeling better.
I know that A being on the other side of the pond doesn't help.
Warm hugs,
Paul.
chocolate is good......xoxo
Chocolate makes almost everything better.
Aw, that A's a keeper, alright.
I agree with Paul-- it's nice to see your comments in various places around the kinky blogosphere. Especially nice to have you back on SSS. As far as I can tell, there are only two things everybody there can agree on: we all want you to be well and happy, and we're all glad Max Mosley won.
Hugs,
Indy
Paul -- I really am feeling better. The last few days I've been feeling a bit more tired due to a combination of factors, including A. leaving. However, I've still been able to read and be online a lot more than I used to be, which is very cool.
Barbie and Marianne -- Chocolate kicks ass! ;-)
Indiana -- Yup, he's a keeper alright. And it is nice to be back with friends online. Now I've just got to figure out how to juggle blogging, writing, and reading during the 9-12 hours I'm awake with my new found strength. ;-)
Uh oh. To me, chocolate and spanking remind me of a day around Christmas a few years ago. Working from home, I had eaten a lot of the chocolate lying around the house. Inevitably, I got a stomach ache and constipation. My husband had noticed the disappearance of the chocolate, as well as my lack of appetite, and I had to confess my silly girl behaviour.
Can you guess what happened afterwards?
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