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9 more days. As usual I packed too early and now am left with nothing to do. I have checked and rechecked the boxes, seeking out those that might need additional taping or labeling, but none were found. The last thing to go into a cardboard casing is the computers and I have one standing by with packing material already inside, lol
Cooking has been a challenge, with no utensils and trying to clean out the freezer of stored goodies. Last night was a mixture of chinese food and corn dogs. But hey, at least the freezer is emptying!
We are co-ordinating with people 1800 miles away on landscaping the new home, it should be interesting to see the outcome, hopefully my 6th grade spanish will have been acurate!
The car is ready, dog crates already in place and Masters guitar secured snugly. We have been purchasing CD's for the drive up since recently misguided youths broke into our car and of course took all the good ones! They left my Irish music, much to Masters dismay, lol
l am writing this all here because the dog woke me at O'dark O'thirty this morning and insisted on being fed, then climbed into bed next to Master, leaving me out in the cold. Note to self...get smaller dog.
The plants I wish to transport are all neatly arranged in tiny little containers, ready to make the journey and start life in their new place. Master thinks I am nuts, but I have clippings of almost every plant from this yard..as if they don't have nurserys or home improvement stores where we are going, lol
Thats it for now, the sun has turned the sky a bright red and is almost up. Time to begin a long day.
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Well, here I am again. Waiting. I can't wait until we are actually in the car, driving North.
I actually spent too much time today reading several posts here and I noticed something that was a little disturbing. For a life that boasts it does NOT focus on slavery or women for that matter, there sure is alot of talk about them, lol
Master and I recalled some of those we met in the past and I asked why you don't hear of men getting together without women in tow? I mean...the gatherings are fun, don't get me wrong...but so much revolves around the women, (what they will wear, cook, or do to entertain the men), that the entire dynamic is changed for me. On one hand it is indeed pleasing the men, but on the other hand..is this not lifting slaves into the center stage?
On a personal level, I would love to see men doing manly things, going hunting, camping, fishing or just hanging out in the woods, while the women stayed home. Judging from what I read here, I dont' see this happening. I only remember it actually being done once or twice long ago, I know this because Master went. While no women were allowed, it was thrilling to hear of their antics, even now when he speaks of the weekend, I imagine the fun and it brings a smile. Though it probably won't happen, it sure would be great to hear of more and more men enjoying such a weekend :) If this truly is NOT about the slaves, then it is something long overdue. |
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Today I said goodbye to my mother. After 5 months of intensive caregiving, she is no longer with me and there is a void. It is time to regain my focus on Master, who during this time often had to take the backseat to her needs. We moved mom to a facility for her last few days on this earth, it was becoming too difficult for us to keep her comfortable, I kissed her forehead and told her one last time that I loved her.
As I was going through all of this, my dynamic with Master remained, yet he gave me permission to see to my mother first, him second. I thought of all the recent posts on this forum pertaining to "living" by the books and it saddened me. There are people who miss out on so much life, because they are attempting to emulate what someone else penned. I wonder how they deal with situations such as what we have just gone through....since it never happened in the "books".
I thank the stars and powers that be, for bringing a man into my life that had the vision and intelligence to read a series of books, agree with what was written, take it to heart and live his life as he saw fit, not as John Norman, or any other self appointed expert decided it had to be.
Master is not a "groupie", or one to join the crowd, his friends are select but of the highest caliber and I am blessed to have knelt at their feet. It takes a strong character to turn away from the noise of a crowd if you don't believe what they are shouting. Thank you Master, for being you.
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I decided it was time to leave this all behind. With the up and coming move to another state, new jobs, etc...no time for online. This is being posted as a general notice kind of thing...I am not ignoring you, just not here.
Happy Trails Buckaroos |
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What is up with all the anger, bitterness and hostility online? Women claiming to be submissives or worse yet slaves, thumping their chest like a man, shouting to the world how things must be, in order to be correct. What happened to compasion, kindness and just down right politeness?
The worst offenders seem to be those who for whatever reason are unable to make things work offline, so they come to forums and bluntly tell everyone they are "doing it wrong".
Life, doesn't need to be complicated, nor does it require a poor attitude. My free advice to those with an abundance of critiques, fix your own world, then see to the "problems" of others.
Plant a garden, knit a sweater, or maybe scrub that stubborn stain off the toilet. Do something positive, instead of negative.
Geesh.. |
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