Sometimes
when I am moody and cranky it takes me some time to resolve the reasons and
process.
I have been
struggling a little bit. Not serious life changing things. However
unfortunately it is affecting my ability to carry on with some of my normal,
relaxing, calming activities. In other words I am not drawing or reading much.
I feel almost stagnated in my focus. I can be creative at work. I love the
students. Yet, I am putting in so much emotional energy there, it makes me utterly
exhausted. My desire also extends to helping my adult children as they navigate
many of their life’s joys and difficulties.
Every Saturday
I spend several hours with my parents. Even when my mom has a bad day I adore
spending time with them. Often my Scotsman comes with me. I am so appreciative
of his support. He loves my parents and truly enjoys the time we have with
them. Since he has been off work these past few months he often checks up on
them during the week while I am at work. I can’t tell you what that means to
me. Of course I do the same with his mom when she lives with us.
Today though,
I was struck once again at my guy’s gentle soul.
My mom’s Alzheimer’s
has greatly progressed. Many times I am there while she sleeps, waking up
slowly and often quite confused. Regularly a Saturday morning will find me
making bread while my dad runs some errands. Mom and I will sometimes sing old
songs like, Alexanders Ragtime Band or Dearie Do You Remember When…..Today my mom
began asleep, but shortly thereafter joined us in the kitchen. I was making breakfast
for hubby and mom….(even though she already ate earlier ;-))
Sometimes
she gets the shakes in her arm and hand. The tremors frighten her and are uncomfortable.
My dad will firmly and gently hold her hand in his until the shaking stops. When
dad is gone we all hold moms hand until she feels comfortable. Often she asks
where dad is every 5-10 minutes. She misses him whenever he is out of her sight.
I was
flipping eggs when this happened to mom, and my loving Scotsman pushed his chair
in front of mom to take her hand in his. She probably weighs all of 95 pounds,
and is quite frail. His warm hand enveloped hers and made me almost tear up.
Minutes later she smiled and said, “oh that was nice and warm!”
He said, "Minelle has warm hands.....Then teasingly added--- warm hands cold heart!" (SO I would hear-- and of course laugh!)
Mom Said, "WATCH IT BUDDY!" Guess I was her favorite for that moment! LOL
Next mom
noticed that all her necklaces and metals around her neck were tangled. I was
buttering the toast. I looked up and My Scotsman was holding all of her chains
and carefully untangling them.
There are
times though that my darling can annoy the bejesus out of me even when I love
him to BITS. The times he loudly proclaims he will put me over his knee…..and
just in case I can’t hear his bellowing loud voice as well as everyone within a
block radius--- he says it once again until I acknowledge in some way! (even cheekily) ;-)
I was
irritated with him a bit later in the morn, he was intensely cleaning up a
flooded plant….I was also mopping things up.
We shared words several times.
Later eating
lunch with my parents I gave him the evil eye----my mom intercepted and said, “hey
watch it, or I am going to dis-own you!” Sometimes she chastises me and says, “hey
you better watch it.” I know who her new favorite is! LOL
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Oh--- on to
his (mine) Birthday spanking!
We had a
fantastic Birthday celebration for my darling Scotsman! He was the recipient of
a sports jersey that literally almost made him cry!
Later in the
evening our son went out with friends so we were able to move on to the adult
portion of the evening.
I was told
to lay myself across his knees while he sat up against the headboard of our bed.
My Scotsman started spanking slowly and as he progressed a bit more intensely
he laughingly said, “oops I lost my count, I need to start again!” He continued
on harder, but stopping along the way to rub away the sting. Things began to
progress naturally and we were fully engaged romantically.
Guess what
happened next??
If you said someone interrupted the ‘other’ birthday present….
You
would be correct.
Our daughter
called. Unfortunately we could not delay that call and needed to take it.
Picture us sitting in various stages of undress in slightly compromising
positions….while on speaker phone.
Ugh!
The good thing is that we are pros at being
interrupted and are able to once again jump right back in!
I think all
in all that he enjoyed his Birthday Spanking, and so did I!
Thanks for reading,
Minelle
