I lost control of my hands, and a discombobulated life.

                           

This describes my life and my mood lately.

If you want something clear and concise do not read me today! If you want to have a bit of a laugh and a tear at my expense than stay. Believe me I will make your life seem sane!

Those of you who have regular updates on my insanity  can attest to the FACT that I am running on empty.  This has been a summer of one challenge on top of another. Many of them are never going to be resolved. I am not Superwoman even if I try and act as if she and I are interchangeable .

                                                         


Some of you know that I lost my job. I know it has nothing to do with my performance. The agency I work for was not retained by the schools where I taught. It is all about money and new leadership.

I am so sad because I am truly passionate about teaching kids the love of art. I may hate the politics of education but never the kids. Plus I know these kids!

I really want them to understand I didn’t choose to leave them. I cannot tell you how many of my students begged me to never go away.

I am struggling with missing them… as school begins.

In the midst of many changes and challenges let me give you a glimpse into my life.

We rarely have a relaxing Sunday and on this particular one we began furiously getting ready for a Christening. Clothes were strewn about and my Scotsman couldn't locate his dress shoes. The guy works like a madman barely having an hour to relax. I never thought that the shoes wouldn't be in his closet.

I found them....Heroine Minelle... smiles and accolades!

I was interrupted prior to the event with a phone call from the new art teacher asking me to meet at my old place of employment. I needed to clear out all my bookcases, books, dishes, files, examples, etc…while handing over the keys.

Let me say,I believe in acting with integrity.


                               

 I understand her desire for getting started….but…! I guess I was discombobulated; this was a slightly unusual way to pass the hat… I mean not exactly professionally arranged...But... I knew she was excited to begin her job. I remember that feeling!

In the midst of these thoughts, we had another phone call from overseas relating sad news. We took time to make sure everyone was okay. This understandably delayed us. Dressing nicely my husband, daughter and I ran to the church with a millisecond to spare.

And hubby only misplaced his dress shoes twice.

It was a different type of service and inspired quite a bit of discussion….enough said.

Next.....

The plan was to pick up a card, change into more comfy clothes and move the four cars around for everyone’s imminent use.

Since I needed to go transfer my life of work from my EX-Classroom to my home studio,(Half of the family room now) we needed two cars at the Christening party.

It was a mad rush to change, move cars and write out the card prior to the party.

Now...white shirt over black top and black jeans....

Mind you I was ready sitting in the car waiting for my darling Scotsman….

Somehow the keys for our car disappeared in the moments after our daughter rearranged the car parking.

Of course I assumed she had them! So I called her and suggested she somehow misplaced them. She frantically shared that she misplaced the card….My normally very competent daughter was completely frustrated.

Daughter arrives and we all searched…even my mother in law.

We looked for the keys for a long time…the card---- was located quickly.

 But.... NO KEYS.

Picture a bellowing Scotsman….aggravated.

Picture me superior sounding while pointing out that I had nothing to do with the ‘car rearranging, so it was everyone else's problem!

I was asked by hubby and daughter if I checked my purse.  

Rolling my eyes a TINY bit.....

Check….! (Lofty look from me) No keys….

I walked into the house assuming once again I would need to fix this problem somehow….Sheesh! 

Superwoman mode!

Oh! I thought, let’s just take the van…

Seriously…?! What is wrong with me?

Took me long enough! 

I shared my wonderful solution and climbed into the van passenger side.  Hubby climbed into the driver seat.

Looking down in to my purse.....

I spotted…….yikes….YES…YES! The keys!

Need I describe the LOOK?

Who set me up? They were not there before!!

We hurried to the party over an hour late and expressed our apologies. We are never late!

I was offered a glass of red wine….

I shared a bit of food with my wine….Trying to relax.

I began sharing my sadness at losing my job and cleaning out my stuff....

......... over my second red wine….

Gesticulating wildly I somehow spilled an entire glass upon my person!

Yes my white shirt now looked reddish purple.

Sigh…we left so I could change prior to the move…I cannot imagine I would look capable smelling of and covered in wine.

I wanted to do this with integrity...

Walking out I was smacked firmly on the bum. He smiled widely, “what the heck happened?”

I said, “I don’t know... I lost control of my hands!”

He raised his right hand and said, “I am about to lose control of this hand all over your behind!”

Nope he didn’t--- he knew I needed hugs and gentle care that day!

I cannot tell you what a sweetie he is…He came with me and in the classiest, friendliest way I wanted, he heaved and lifted a van full of memories.

I know that was all for me because he is angry on my behalf. 

My voice shaking I shared my thanks with him….

He is the greatest.

I am not perfect and I am here to say that during this time of angst a few stress relief spankings have been needed….

These days I do not always want it but I really need it! (Unless it is FUN spanking)

I will share that he has seen just how much it changes my mood…

There are plenty more stories.....

Another....of interrupted love as well. 

Maybe next time!

Thanks for reading,

Minelle

PS.....Yes Cat I screwed up the type again. I was impatient and figured...what the heck! 

For Ana, Hope and Love Can Fashion Miracles

                   We are many healing hands from around the world



                                                                                       
                                       

    Together we have offered love support and tears for all of us who are in need.

Let us continue in hope, positive thoughts and prayers that Ana's   cousin's baby continues to improve. 

         Everyday holds the possibility of a miracle.

  Elizabeth David

      

Thanks for reading,

Minelle

Positive thoughts and prayers

We are such an awesome community so please 

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Cat's mom is back in the hospital with complications from her last illness.

Surgery was scheduled and she will be in the hospital recovering for a few days.

Happy Birthday To Cat!!!!

   

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Do You Think A Spanking Could Help?

Never let it be said that lack of sleep, worry and stress doesn’t make for some comic relief!

I went to the grocery store…. 

A store where you bag your own goods....I didn't get bags and left everything in the cart. I figured I would just load it all on the seats. Just trying to condense the whole process…you know?

I walked up to the van and opened the door. It looked so very clean!

I thought, what a great guy my Scotsman is. I looked down and the stow and go was open.

Hmmmm?  I closed it of course!

Next I looked across to the other seat. All my reusable bags were neatly contained, in the van NOT in the house!! 

Wow that Scotsman really thinks of me!

I began to load my groceries in a bag, placing my purse on the seat. The bag was filling up so I looked to grab another.

THAT'S when it hit me....

Where were all the crayons.... My paintings strewn about all over, the multitude of typed lessons, map quest papers, shoes….clothes…coffee cups ….etc...etc...I am a creative mess in the car!

OH MY!

....this isn't my VAN!!!! Took me long enough!

I furtively looked about; making sure no one was coming my way.

Hurriedly, I emptied the bag placing the groceries back in the cart, and tossed it in the van.

I tried to slam the door……zzzzzzz…..one of those SLOW automatic doors!!!!! Hurry!!!

Grrrrrr….eeeeeee…… and I ran to.....

ONE CAR OVER!!!

Sigh…..

I almost p'd my pants, I was laughing so loud! 

I thought how surprised they would be to open the door, see the stow and go closed and an a reusable bag whipped from its’ container!

Ahhhh settling down and glancing about, I was reassured.

THIS WAS MY MESSY VAN!

Hmph….I guess they shouldn't have left their car open.....

I laughed the whole day. Who am I fooling? I am still cracking up!

So..... Do you think a spanking would help??

Do You Think She Knows?

My cousin and I went to meet an old and dear friend for a girl’s trip! It was the kind of vacation where you know the people so well it doesn’t matter how long it has been since you last saw each other! We could have been in a squished pup tent and had a good time!

                                     

Laughing and talking constantly we often needed to remind each other to pay attention to the scenery!

Of course with all our walking we splurged a bit on the meals….Not really…but maybe a glass or more…of wine with dinner. We loved to share meals so as to try more than one entree

  

Women will totally get that!

On our last full day we booked a short tour and had a delicious cocktail. Soon after we went to lunch and had another cocktail…Early I know!  You all know I get a bit feisty, daring and Stubborn with a drink or two. Ahem…just saying !

After lunch we decided to get a foot massage! Two of us had never splurged before….But my Scotsman always rubs my feet…mmmmm! Sometimes I tease him and say it is better than ‘romantic pursuits!’

 He is always indignant and says, “Nay chance.”

Anyway we all enjoyed it even as we tried hard to surreptitiously avoid the giggles! (they have those signs that ask you to avoid conversation, let alone the giggles.)  The only way that was possible was to close our eyes and bite the inside of our mouths.

    

Maaybee….just….mayybee….the alcohol made this a mite bit more difficult. Of course at the end when they slap your legs and feet…I started thinking….You know what those sounds made me think about! 

     

As we exited the shop we laughed and laughed, I knew I was a goner when my cousin and friend described the experience in a vanilla way and I said the sound reminded me of smacking…..I didn’t say what body part!

 Sheesh….you think I would spill those beans?

The comical result of this endeavor was my feet, and only mine kept slipping sideways in my CUTE Sandals as I tried to walk after the massage. Not quite sure why I was the only one to experience this side effect! Ahem….

I was slowing the girls down….plus I was precariously close to spraining my ankle. My cousin kept offering to switch shoes. I really did not want to impose. Aside from the fact that I am shorter than both my cousin and friend and my shoes had a tiny wedge heal….

In an exasperated voice my cousin turned to me and said, “I am going to smack you! You better change your shoes when we get to the car.”

Of course I answered cheekily, “I thought you didn’t believe in violence, and for all you know I will like it!” 

She replied just as snottily, Oh honey you may like it when your Scotsman smacks you…but you will not like it when I do!”

Soooo do you think she knows??

I’d love to say that we had a quiet retiring afternoon and evening after that….but nope. We may have even talked about fifty shades and Diana Gabaldon! 

Plus us old broads may have been propositioned as well!  Laughing out loud my cousin set him straight about us being happily married ladies!!

All in all a fantastic trip but I am delighted to be back with my family!

Sorry about the type size change, I do not know how to fix that!

A Quickie Spanking...!

A quickie…….Spanking!

And the ability to laugh about missed opportunities.

We have a bit of stress this summer. Life certainly can throw some curve-balls. I may have had a few minor blips or crying jags….but I hope that as a new day approaches I am looking on the bright side of each and every one. I never want to become morose.

We have a house full of people and a lack of privacy. A closed door does not automatically ensure discretion. The house is old and NOT sound proof which adds another layer of difficulty. My Scotsman has been working every day except Sunday….so needless to say we wait for the teens to vacate or sleep. With my MIL we wait for her to go to sleep as well, even though she is incredibly hard of hearing.

As this weekend approached my ever busy calendar continued to fill with fun (at times tiring) festivities! My Scotsman wanted to go listen to a band and dance for our pleasure. I admit I was a little less than enthusiastic initially but gradually warmed to the idea. I began the night immediately with a lovely cosmopolitan…Yummy. I texted a couple of blogland friends indicating I was going to stir up a little trouble…After 2 cosmopolitans…well…My Scotsman was promising to tan my arse. I needed stress relief in the worst way…One of you may have pushed me to ‘double dog dare’ him to share my thoughts! It goes without saying that we had a great night dancing.

We were looking forward to a semi empty house with MIL sleeping and kids out late. We arrived home and dawdled a bit. I relished the freedom of sitting next to my Scotsman on our couch with a tight tank top and cute boxer brief panties. My darling got up and went to our bedroom where I was going imminently. Low and behold my MIL opens her bedroom door and rushes right to me as I sat sans proper clothing on that couch! Thank goodness she was without her glasses. She has VERY poor eyesight! I slowly…. Slowly pulled a blanket over my lower half….as if it was the most natural thing in the world, all while calmly sharing the fun we had on our date!

We did continue with quiet pursuits of a romantic nature.

Today began enjoyably speaking with friends and laughing about our crazy lives. Real life interfered and so we all left to continue our plans for the day.

Here is where the missed opportunity comes in…..

After cleaning, moving furniture and shopping we began grilling a casual dinner of burgers.

Just then we realized both kids were gone and MIL was taking a bath! YES….finally stress relief!!

We dropped everything and skipped to the bedroom.

My Scotsman sat on the bed after retrieving Blondie's paddle. 

I wasn’t allowed to choose…

He pulled me across his knee and began…OUCH!.....It was however, exactly what I needed. He has learned how to build slowly and continue for a bit longer. Stress ouched away!

With him it always leads to a desire for me…which is always appreciated….things began in that direction.

All of a sudden bang… slam! A door opens… daughter arrives home.

Slam! Another door opens against an inner wall…Mother in law finishes her bath!

Boom! Fast walking son arrives with more groceries for dinner!!

We are paralyzed in a certain position…..waiting… as someone notices the dinner left cooking.... unattended.

Conversations were going…dogs were barking right outside our bedroom door.

Sigh….. clothes were righted as we lamented this missed opportunity…..

At least I still feel his 'paddling' attention from earlier!

Maybe late tonight when everyone is asleep we can begin where we left off.!