On my way home from acupuncture I popped into Safeway to grab a few things -- sandwhich bags, Ben and Jerry's, green onions. As I dragged myself through the aisles I saw a plastic fly swatter and thought it might be handy now that the weather is warm enough to open the windows letting in all sorts of bugs. But it also looks like it might be a nice slapper of sorts. Then as I came out of the produce aisle they had a bunch of kitchen gadgets on sale. Including a very solid, wide wooden spatula. It was only $1.99. I couldn't resist.
As I placed the fly swatter and the wooden spatula on the conveyor belt for the cashier to ring it all up, I couldn't help but have that delicious sort of naughty feeling. And wonder if he was thinking how these implements might be put to use also (though if he did, he certainly didn't show it).
However, I've been going through several bad pain weeks again. It's a long, sordid tale about our shitty, poorly funded Medicaid system that I will leave for another blog to rant about. But, needless to say, I'm back to having those mixed feelings at the moment towards spanking. On the one hand, I certainly fantasize about spanking a lot. Yet when I think about actually getting one, I get all tensed up and scared. Sorta like last fall. Which, then I get all scared that I'll have to give up spanking. Especially after reading last night in a magazine at the acupuncturist's office that chronic pain actually changes brain chemistry and can actually shrink the gray matter in the brain. But, as I looked it up in the medical journals, I also stumbled upon a study which suggests that the brain processes chronic and acute pain differently.
So, I guess I can keep getting spanked for now. Or rather, maybe wait a few more weeks or so until my brain calms down a bit. Which will be just in time for my boyfriend to get here. :)
Thursday, May 12, 2005
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Hang in there kiddo.
The other day whe I was wandering through HEB (a texas grocery chain) a couple that had to be in their 60's were in the kitchen utensils are. He was crabbing at her about wasting money, and low and behold, she grabbed a wooden spoon and threatened to whack his 'hind end but good if you don't hush!'.
LOLOLOLOL I had to giggle, making them look my way. They smiled & I blushed madly.
I can't look at hairbrushes or wooden spoons in a store without blushing and feeling conspicuous, like the world "knows". Still.
I was at Home Depot once and saw the *big* paint stirrers. In my instant excitement, I grabbed a a lot. The person manning the paint "help" counter saw all my stirrers must have thought I was surely going to buy a lot of paint. He commented "Wow, that must be some paint project you have...what are you painting anyhow?"
Um...
*Grins*
He he he - funny story, Patty. Every now and then I over hear other spankos and there is such a fun feeling when you do. Though a bit embarassing because you can't help but look their direction.
Glad you liked the links, Eileen. Liked looking at your blog. Not as big a fan of Elijah Woods as you (though yes, he is cute) but I daresay we probably have a lot in common politically and otherwise. :) Welcome.
{giggle} I'm the same way, poiesia. It's like I'm somehow being naughty just looking at those big pizza paddles or the wooden hairbrushes in the cosmetics aisle. Though paint stirrers I hadn't thought of...may have to pay a visit to Home Depot sometime when I'm feeling better. ;)
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