Made And Used With LOVE

I received this lovely. lovely gift from my friend Ronnie over at Heart and Soul.

A while back she posted a drawing I illustrated for her.

I wanted to create and send her a picture where a lovely, albeit naughty lady was getting caned.  Ronnie told me she loved the picture and posted it here. She sweetly suggested my artwork could be the answer to the nasty Google police!

Although unnecessary, she wanted to send me a surprise. We corresponded and she thoughtfully sent me the delightful present pictured above! I loved, loved the surprise!!

HOWEVER…….

It wouldn't be ME if there wasn't a story behind the arrival of the spoon!

Ronnie and I guessed approximately how long the package would take to arrive. Anticipating the gift could be used for TTWD purposes I mentioned I would be receiving a package from overseas. In my house all bets are off when a package arrives. Everyone knows and wants to SEE!

My mother in law rather suddenly moved back in with us. We are happy to have her once again, but there are privacy issues of course. I was concerned that my Mil would see the package and open it thinking it was from the Scotsman’s cousins from across the pond.

Anyway, one evening my guy took his mother out and was running errands….

I was quickly preparing dinner after work. You know those frenetic hurried nights when you are rushing around….?

My Scotsman and his mom walked in as I was putting food on the table and I heard her say, “Oh that must be the package Minelle’s been expecting!”

To say my ears perked up and I was excited would be an understatement.

So---- MY….snort……not....DARLING……Scotsman who can NEVER, EVER be discreet... Says, (Bellows) “Well, Open It!”

I give him the STINK EYE! Eye brows lifted and trying to whisper….., “LATER!!”

He says, “WHAT? Come on let’s see!!

With a quiet growl at him and eyes squinting I turn, sweetly altering my expression in the direction of my mother in law. (okay....remember I am feisty)

As I begin unwrapping the package I see what it is. Before pulling it out I comment to know one in particular, “oh WOW cool, this is the friend I always talk about “cooking” with! LOL!

 (Snort, sorry Ronnie!)

My MIL says…..I KID YOU NOT……

"What is that for?"

Now the woman hears my guy threaten to spank me just about every day…..

I think she knows…H*!! she has to know.

He's goofingly spanked me in front of her!

But just in case, we are leaving it in the kitchen until she forgets.

If you are wondering…..I have voluntarily bent over our island counter to test out the spoons effectiveness!

Perfect!

Made AND used with LOVE

Smiling.

Thanks Ronnie!

Minelle

Questions??? And our Anniversary!

I hear that March is Question time. I/we are not very interesting, but if anyone has a question I/we will try to answer them honestly!

Tuesday was our anniversary. We have been married 24 years. I woke up to a wonderful loving card with 24 chocolates attached. My Scotsman is definitely a romantic. Anyway, I started to reminisce about our wedding day. I don’t know about you all but it’s often the crazy mishaps that make our memories special!

Here are a few snippets I consider memory makers!

I was determined to put a personal twist on our wedding day! I made our wedding invitations. They were very different, and from my heart. I drew a single rose in a stylized technique. The colors were soft grey and a dark rose. But...... Ask me where an original copy is? Yep…don’t know! You would think I would have it preserved and saved. Sigh.....

Our ceremony was just lovely. We were married in a beautiful traditional church. We chose the music, readings etc. What I remember so well besides the Piper....was The song 'All I ask of You, from Phantom Of The Opera. I had a few talented family members who sang and harmonized perfectly.

But........Then again.....

We almost couldn’t fit all 325 people at the hall…(yes you read correctly 325).....My Scotsman’s mother KEPT inviting more people! Oh the ‘discussions’ that ensued because of her interference! Every time she'd see a FRIEND...we had another guest!! BTW.....we paid for our wedding!

My dress was very romantic with a high neck. It had a see through lace heart shaped bodice. There were beautiful pearls down the back. It looked romantic and sexy. Guess what happened after wearing and dancing in that dress all night long? When the dress came off I had a ring around my neck! Yes, a red- rust, rubbed neck as we embarked on our honeymoon to a warmer climate….I tried to wear a scarf, didn’t work! Ugh, the looks I had….But the gazes my Scotsman had were worse! LOL! 

Not a very auspicious beginning!

AND ........Icing on the cake here!........

A few days before our wedding I went for a bikini wax. It was only the second time I had gotten waxed. A woman at work kept insisting I would JUST LOVE IT! Well I guess I would have if she hadn’t burned the inside of my thighs all the way up close to the lady bits. An OUCH!! That kept on giving! So bathing suit action wasn’t an easy option! I was brown red down to my knees! Yes really!

Of course more happened to help us remember our honeymoon in glowing terms!

We arrived at our destination and went to rent a car! 

Ummm…..when I handed my license to go along with the credit card we brought…. They said my license was expired and I had no other form of Id. In those days you had to show ID with your credit card. If the Scotsman could have spanked me then…..I’d have started out our honeymoon with a beet red behind. He was very unhappy! ( I am a bit of a procrastinator.)

Good thing we were able to get a car anyway and DARN he would be the only one to drive! Oops!

We stayed at a very old historical bed and breakfast. The city was experiencing  colder weather than normal! Unfortunately the heat wasn’t very efficient! Actually there wasn’t any heat! Regrettably, the water pressure was awful and filling a bath took about a half hour! ARGH! We were troupers and the Scotsman and I were determined to make it all work! Both of us could fit in the large claw foot bath…..but it was freezing cold by the time we were covered by the water……shivering, teeth chattering! NOT ROMANTIC! We gave up and went another route!

I think the funniest part was staying in a family cottage blocks from the ocean. It was in a terrible state of repair. Before we could relax a thorough cleaning was necessary!  Ugh.... spider eggs  were a part of that too! Shiver!

Did I tell you the man is a saint? 

(One of these days I will share his crazy stuff, we are a match for sure!)

We did build so many wonderful memories then and all through the years. I think the times that are fraught with mishaps are what make us smile the most!

Happy Anniversary my darling Scotsman!

Thanks for reading,

Minelle

A little OTK and come see me at PK's

Hi I am over at PK's for FF today!

I tried my hand at illustrating a story I wrote a while back! I hope you stop on over!

The lady in the story feels some shock at being OTK!

However that doesn't stop the inevitable from happening!

Thanks for visiting!

Minelle

Spanked four times in two days!

                 This past weekend was quite a spanking affair!
              (I did a quick sketch to show the spanking! LOL)

 I believe I was spanked 4 times in two days and 3 times all on Saturday! I can still feel the muscle soreness.

Unfortunately things have been stressful for the Scotsman and me! We have both been on edge. Extenuating circumstances have added to our stress and ratcheted it from a standard 5 to a 20! Unfortunately we have had words. WE always get past them and hate being angry or upset with one another.

I have said it before. We do not do DD, at least not in the traditional sense. When I am out of control the Scotsman will reign me in. If he finds my attitude snippy, snarky and nasty, he attends to me with an adjustment, and I am a happy camper! That doesn’t mean I don’t feel his ire. His simple OTK moments are heartfelt….oops I mean bottom felt! But like our Jan, I “MOSTLY” come up smiling. It’s often a complete mood changer for me. Even with the sting!

He definitely gets something from spanking me. His mood improves as well. (snicker) For him there is another benefit as well…..OF THE ROMANTIC VARIETY!

On Friday night my mom fell. I found out on Saturday morning. Of course I was extremely worried. The Scotsman and I went over early to help mom and dad. I usually bake. My guy often cleans up while I begin the baking process. 

To say I was snarky is kind. I was bossing and nit picking everything the man was doing. He was also a mite bit off. My dad left to run errands and mom was sleeping in another room. 

We had already had words Thursday evening and that was resolved with him apologizing for his part. But I was just in that place….I know all the whys and everything. We are both justified in our angst. Outside and inside influences are making us crazy. There are no easy answers for us right now. Thank God we are both easy to forgive one another.

However the man was fed up. He turned to me after one snipe too many and stated, “you are getting spanked! Come here.” I said, “you can’t be serious, moms asleep and could hear.” He of course pointed out that she is almost completely deaf, and asleep! So I slowly walked over, he pulled me over and he quickly made his point! Nervous, I tried to get up laughing and ouching, we heard a voice from the other room! “Is someone knocking at the door?” YIKES!!! LOL!

The man says, “No I was just taking care of something!” Sheesh!!

I have to say both of us felt better!

Later my parents left with my brother taking mom to the doctors. Before we left I was going to make them dinner. I may have started to stress again….

My Scotsman calls me into the living room, once again stating I need a spanking. I said, “Really? You already spanked me.” His response was that I needed more! He sat on the couch pointed at his lap saying, “over.” I complied and he pulled me into him and began vigorously! THIS TIME HE became distracted! I knew when he said, “God I LOVE spanking you!” This time he wanted a different ‘response’ from me! My Scotsman asked if we could venture upstairs for a little afternoon fun! I was adamant that sort of thing not happen in my parents’ house! I was not comfortable! “Let me finish their dinner honey then we can go home,” I placated the frisky man!

He was not to be thwarted. He came behind me as I stood next to the stove. His big arms surrounded me, hands wandering freely. I kept giggling and scooting as far as he would let me. Not to be denied he guided me into the dining room and bent me over the table!!! He defrocked my lower half and spanked and acted as if…'ahem'…….I quickly jumped away pulling up my clothes and……

Walked to the kitchen, finished the cooking, cleaned up-- saying, “LETS GO HOME!”

No, no, this is not the end! 

We arrived home prepared for an empty house. Alas, a phone call that left me frustrated, upset and in tears. The Scotsman was unhappy as well. 

His solution….. “Right! In the bedroom!” Once again I found myself bottoms up!

Boy did we have fun after the “HEAT-UP, and then warm-up!

That evening we had plans for a wonderful get together.

It was a very late night but worth losing a little sleep!

Sunday morning rolls around and we decide to attend church. On the way renewed frustration regarding yesterdays phone call caused discord. I begin defending and saying what I believe….not happily, but not disrespectfully! He is adamant about his point of view. I am just as unyielding. Even so, we always come to an eventual solution.

The man drops me off to park the car. I wait for him at the bottom of an enclosed stairway, which leads to the church. As we ascend the stairs he starts swatting!

“Hey,” I whisper as he grins! He still swats every couple of stairs! I inform him that someone will HEAR, between gritted teeth. I am about to stop and he smiles and we walk the last few steps up the stairway. 

In church he takes my hand, as I reach for him and we both lean into one another. No words were necessary this time. We are always going to be okay.

HOWEVER MY BOTTOM WAS SORE!

Thanks for reading!
Minelle

Sentimental Saturday And A Birthday Spanking!

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

Spanked for being bossy?

I Know I have shared that as the oldest child I am VERY VERY BOSSY!

My Scotsman can only take so much before he is threatening my behind with dire consequences. Many times if we are at home he will just turn me upside down and happily spank away! Those smacks have a stinging quality that lasts for awhile!

I was testing his patience this weekend!
 
This past Friday evening we had some fun at my Christmas party. It was at a very trendy but multi- aged venue. So we didn't feel too much like the old codgers in the place.
We had a wonderful time. We even danced! I like Pink--so when they played Raise Your Glass...We were scooting out there. My Scotsman and I were the only couple brave enough, or old enough not to care!
We tore up the floor. We get a bit excited and energized, so we had fun!  One co-worker remarked, "You have so much energy!" Another stated that my Scotsman and I were great on the dance floor!

Even if they were bending the truth it was nice for them to say!

Fast forward to the end of the evening......
                 
After 3 strong Vodka drinks I think I was feeling a bit brave....

I started telling the man how to drive....I know....I know....It's a fault of mine!
I was tired and feisty and I wouldn't let it go!

His reply to my bossiness,

"Who's driving you or me?

I don't want to hear one more word ?

 Hear me?"

 At first I wouldn't answer..bad I know...but then I replied with, hmmm..."I think I will pretend I didn't hear you."

So of course he answered with.....

"Maybe you'll pretend not to hear my hand cracking down on your Arse!"

Even tho my guy is a gentle man......

Do you think I got my behind roasted this weekend?

The answer would be yes!

Standing, over the bed and over the knee....All at different times!

 I think we are both a bit calmer now!

Thanks for reading!

Minelle