Can You Be Both A Spank-Yes And A Spank-No?

I think that sometimes I am both a spank-yes and a spank-no!

Or is it a spank-no and then a spank-yes?

Now reading or talking and thinking about spanking is always, and I mean always a spank-yes! Play, well….that may be altered some by my stress. I am not sure recently, if it was because of my awful mood…. And guilt…!

Let me explain….

Since Christmas is over I am pretty much over the crazy….. ‘ME.’

 Let’s see if you understand my divergent thoughts!

So much had been happening around here that I haven’t had time to think clearly enough to post!

The stress of the Christmas season had just about driven me crazy…..I was/am training and working 3 different part time jobs, (two are teaching) managing the season and family life the best I can.

Even writing this…..my jaw tenses lol.

My husband has been working almost every night, at least 10-12 hours, not counting the hour drive there and back. I was looking forward to him having the night off the Thursday prior to Christmas; it was actually a surprise occurrence relating to bad weather.

You know how the law of averages can seem to team up on you?

It was a difficult day and went from bad to worse. I will not go into detail but I am sure many of you understand when everyone is in that “place”….and nasty moods rub off on your loved ones.

I am going to be perfectly honest here…..

I was a raving lunatic that Thursday night.  I actually lost it so badly that I almost didn't recognize my voice. Maybe you understand the voice I mean?

My solution was to take a nice long hot bath. My nastiness wasn't completely dissipated but….what can one do when your house is small and full?

 Maybe say sorry even if you are right! 

However Teen and young adult absented themselves from the house and I was quickly encouraged into the bedroom.

I may have mentioned this to a few of you……do not take a hot bath before some spanky fun…stress relief (maybe stress relief for hubby) lol…..foreplay……that night it equaled….ouch.

Oh maybe the problem was that the warm-up…… was not!! Or maybe I was trying to control exactly what my darling was doing….not that he was listening. He was fine, he had a great time!

Anyway I felt like a spank-no! Yet, happily it quickly led to other things….ahem.

I was happy to connect…but not stress free! Sigh. Still too much to do.

Eventually....

Shopping was completed (Daughter is amazing) cooking finished just in time for Christmas Eve. We arrived barely at the appointed hour, with almost everything. I actually needed to leave the party and purchase one more gift that was forgotten at home. Sheesh....!

We are a corny family, and we sang Christmas Karaoke, hula hooped…

(Thanks for the hula hoop gift idea Wilma) and we danced. After the festivities, we went to Mass, and managed to sleep some, prior to Christmas morn.

Now fast forward to Christmas day, night. We worked our butts off and had a lovely, lovely day. Cat's cake and Wilma's shortbread were thoroughly enjoyed after my lovingly prepared steak pie and ham Christmas dinner. I had a few glasses of wine and just enjoyed everyone.

Winding down….stress leaving….satisfaction of making it all come together. Sigh of happiness.

It certainly made me feel great when my darling Scott thanked me and said I was wonderful.

This time as we waited for those children of ours to absent themselves….I fell asleep. I was woken up to a suggestion for some practice and fun. By this time I was comfortably ensconced in his giant shirt and some lovely baggy sweat pants. So sexy!

 I was definitely game… so off we went….Spank-yes for him…. and Spank-yes for me! It was a red Christmas. Win-Win

He even said, “what have you done to me?” Me??? We definitely had a great time.

So anyone else have these conundrums? How about you experienced spankos?

I mean this doesn't count that which he doesn't label, the…. just half joking, pulling me across his knees... which isn't erotic or sexy…his words.

Oh well…..thanks for reading!

Minelle

Goob Report

Well I tanked this week. I promise myself  and all of you, that I will begin GOOB  again this week!!

Some of you know that my week began with deep sadness and continued with many challenges.

Saturday morning brought additional sadness, worry and stress.
  
We were never assured that life would be easy.

Sometimes when I am sad I pick up a spiritual book and often find inspiration reading Kahlil Gibran. I thought I would share this with you. 
I hope that you find some beauty in his poetry.

              Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet- On Joy and Sorrow"

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter
rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,
the more joy you can contain.

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only
that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits,
alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver,
needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall."


Thanks for reading

Minelle

The True Story Behind The Vengeance Of Mrs. Clause

 

 All across blogland, Christmas Carols are being sung. The newest spanking book has been released! Snowflakes please!

The Vengeance Of Mrs. Claus!

You ask how was this story born?

Well our dear Ana may not wish you to know the behind the scenes action, but good grief, I always tells the truth!

 Some of you with a long memory may recall Ana was in just a bit of trouble a few months ago. Santa may have been ready to place Ana on the naughty list. She knew what that meant when Mrs. Claus found out she wasn't behaving.

 True, completely true.

Do any of you recall the bantering conversations as to what she may have expected come Christmas morning? She was quite worried about her behind.

 I kid you not.

Well as Ana is wont to do, she began working hard to turn around her naughtiness…..or somehow divert Santa and send him in another direction.

Now you all know what a perfect angel I am?  Ahem, well anyway… Bas, shhhhhh…. don’t say anything about parts of my stories being real! Play along please.

Oh wait, PK will be on my side.  She knows how Ana likes to create mischief.

However, Ana seems to think I am in constant need of being taken in hand and spanked.

 We all know she is the Miss who needs Mrs. Claus’ attention….!

I mean seriously even Emma wrote a story where Ana got her behind spanked. (Maybe two other elves as well… Renee and Emma… but, that isn't important.)

Anyway, I was giving Ana a bit of a hard time….Cough! Let me clear my throat here. So she threatened to write a story about me getting a real spanking!

Me?

Well that only happens…. sometimes mildly, or well…you know um “the other way”

Remember, I am completely well-behaved.

She dared to include me in the newest story she was writing about Mrs. Claus. (Frankly, I think she was kissing up to Mrs. Claus!) I certainly am always on the nice list.  I am!  Just ask!

Mrs. Claus must have given the okay because Ana appears to be on the nice list, and I am getting a spanking!

So without further ado……..here it is!

The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus!

Now our darling talented Ana has a book coming out this week!!!!!

This book is available to purchase on Blushing Books Dec. 8^th 2012, but you can pre-order.

Blurb for The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus

In some countries, turning 21 means gaining the right to vote and drink alcoholic beverages.  For Claire Labraun, the Christmas after her 21st birthday would be beyond her wildest imagination.

Minelle and Matthew Labraun believed in a traditional marriage.  Matthew was head of their household, and Minelle was his helpmeet.  When it came to raising their headstrong 21-year-old daughter, however, they found themselves at a loss.  Minelle had always taught Claire to do the right thing for right’s sake.  Claire, however, had different ideas.  She rebelled against their rules, flaunted authority, and connived to get things she wanted.  She had never been spanked in her life; Matthew and Minelle kept that adult privilege strictly between themselves.  But this year, a visit from Santa plus Claire’s newly adult status would change her idea of Christmas forever. 

Excerpt from The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus

          Minelle gave a nervous giggle.  “Matthew,” she whispered as she ran a hand down his arm, “slow down.  I don’t even know what we’re doing.”

          Matthew gave a flick to his wrist that sent the soft, silky strands of the flogger playing across her breasts.  “I am,” he said slowly, “performing my duties as a husband to my wife.”  He unbuttoned her blouse further.

          “No, no, what if the kids come in early?  We can’t…”

          Matthew finished unbuttoning her blouse and tossed it aside.  He let the flogger dance across her newly bare flesh, smiling in open delight and desire as she began responding despite her protests to the contrary.

          “I should work on my lesson plans for tomorrow, get dinner started…the chicken needs to thaw…”

          “Do you honestly think,” Matthew growled, taking her into his arms, “I’m interested in dinner right now?”

          Minelle gave a little shriek, blushed, and nuzzled her cheek against his rough denim shirt.  “We’re sensible adults and parents,” she protested.  “Too old for this foolishness.  Now let me go and…”

          Matthew reached for her pants and tugged at the elastic waist.  “Careful what you say,” he warned.  “Don’t forget I’m older than you are.  Are you calling me old, little girl?”

          Minelle blushed.  She had been just seventeen when the twenty-four-year-old Matthew started courting her, and he was her first and only boyfriend.  Sometimes she felt too young for him even now in the midst of comfortable middle age, but at other times she felt much older and wiser.  On their first dates, though, when he taught her about kissing he had teased her by calling her his “little girl”.  His friends called him a cradle-snatcher.  Just barely twenty-two when they married and twenty-three and twenty-five when their children were born, she often felt she had grown up right alongside their babies.  It was ridiculous after all these years for him to still call her “little girl,” but something inside of her tingled at the name.

          “Yes,” she whispered, trying to ignore the funny flips in her stomach as he eased her pants and then her silly granny panties first down to her knees and then completely off.  “You’re far too old for this nonsense and I should put my clothes back on and take that chicken out of the freezer…”

          “Put a hand on your clothes and I’ll stop playing nice with the flogger.”

          Matthew’s voice cut her short.  Minelle gave another little giggle and glanced up entreatingly at her husband of just over twenty years.  “Honey…”

          Matthew set the flogger down and fingered the buckle on his belt.  “Or there are other ways to make you listen…”

          Minelle gave a delicious shiver.  She didn’t have time for this, she told herself.  Except her body wouldn’t listen.  Matthew’s work-roughened hands turned her onto her stomach and explored every inch of her, a heavy callused palm landing on her bottom.

          “Ouch!” she exclaimed. 

          Matthew bent over and held her hair away from her neck, kissing the little bone that jutted out at the top of her spine and then working his way down the length of her back.  At each kiss she shivered half with delight and half with anticipation.  “Now let’s talk about this silly diet of yours,” he began.

The Vengeance of Mrs. Claus at Blushing Books

Ana’s Website

Ana’s Twitter (@AnastasiaVitsky)

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I Did It!!

I did it!

My week started a bit slower than the rest of you. I wasn't able to exercise Monday due to a minor procedure I had that day.

Every day from Tuesday including today Saturday, I exercised 35-45 minutes, running or walking. I did ab work and some back strengthening. My Relaxercise was completed Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday as well.

The evil processed carbs were reduced except for today since I attended a Christmas party. There was so much food, ( I would say at least thirty different dishes) that it was impossible not to fall off the wagon a bit. I concentrated on eating less carbs. I knew I would be too tired for exercise if I over indulged beyond a certain point. So even though I ate like a pig (sort of) I tried to be circumspect with what I put in my mouth.

Next week I intend to have almost the exact same goals however instead of walking and running for my aerobic exercise I will also get in some biking. I have a bad back and if I increase my stride on the treadmill in order to raise my heart rate, my back can suffer. The bike allows me to increase my aerobic capacity without my back becoming stiff.  

If anyone has any ideas on how I can minimize my back issues while maintaining my cardio workout please share.

My Goals for this week:

To exercise 5x per week.

I will walk or run or bike for 30-45 min.- 5x this week.

I will continue doing some ab and back strengthening exercises each of the 5 days.

I am going to continue  Relaxercise in order to improve my flexibility, three days this week.

I am reducing processed carbs and eating ‘real food’

Go GOOBers!

BTW we are all trying to add to Sunny's story on New Beginnings. Every week for so many years PK has been gifting all of us with stories that entertain everyone for her Fantasy Friday posts. This week her cupboard was empty. Please run over and add to the story. It is in the comments for this past Friday. Please consider penning a story for PK. We will all miss Fantasy Friday stories if new writers do not try their hand at a story. It is all in good fun. 

Thanks for reading!

Minelle