Adventures in Emmieland

I glanced at a post on Fet that asked slaves "what skills do you bring to the table?" now I've seen this question asked before and I've also been a part of in life discussions on what people think they as perspective slaves seeking masters should acquire beforehand. I must say I've never gotten it. Possibly because I think of M/s of a relationship structure not a job description. I don't see that I need to sell myself as "slave" of course to be fair I've also never been in the position of being a single slave. Hell I've never really been a single adult woman period. That said I'm not opposed to learning any number of things for the enjoyment and edification of my partner or myself the idea of learning things just to make myself marketable seems odd to me. Besides that what guarantee would there be that the master I eventually found would even enjoy the particular skillsets I'd honed? It makes more sense to me that in approaching M...

It's been a quiet week, well quiet if you don't count the unholy amount of coughing and nose blowing I've been doing.  I finally was up and about for a few hours on Christmas and yesterday but overdoing landed my butt right back in bed all day today. I can't sleep laying down since it triggers coughing fits so I am propped up just so but nicely cushioned by pets. They are quite toasty warm, I appreciate that since I seem to either have a fever or no body heat at all. Das has been great even though he's not been feeling altogether wonderful himself he's been taking good care of me. Lots of cuddles and chocolate along with a steady supply of tea, cough drops and tissues. Molloy has taken over my spot on the couch the rotten mutt. I think he's grown some since we got him although it has only been just over a week. He's learning good manners but still very spirited. It's going to be a while before he's polite enough for mixed company. Taking pictur...

Sunday night and I'm still sick. I am starting to feel a bit better although I still have the on/off fever thing and still quite congested. On the upside I've been able to sleep and eat and I didn't go through nearly as much tissue today as I have the last few days. I'm sad that I'm missing out on the early training of Molloy but he's such a sweetiepie. I slipped downstairs an hr ago and gave him a tablespoon of peanut butter straight from my fingers with not even a play nip from him, although he devoured the peanut butter. I'm not setting aside my loyal Didi though, she's been my constant companion in the bedroom while I've sequestered myself. She lays next to me making me feel better and making me laugh by flipping on her back begging for belly rubs. When I first heard of therapy pets I was baffled but I have gotten so much comfort and pleasure not to mention at least a bare minimum reason to get up when I'm depressed, from having my dogs. It w...

When life gets crazy we do the sane thing around here and get another dog.  He's a catahoula bull terrier mix and cute as a button, not even a year old yet and smart. Kinda shy but not timid, does not get car sick thankfully and although he's currently content to let didi be the ruler of the roost I'm not so sure that is going to last. He's only 10lbs lighter than she is even though he looks way skinnier but I suspect that means he's just that much more muscular where she is older and chubby at this point.  We'd had him for just under an hour and had him responding to his new name, learning to play keep away with a soccer ball, introduced to crate training, and all around integrated into the household.  We're nuts but he was so cute with his little blue eyes, we couldn't just leave him at the shelter. So what happened is the last few days we've been going back and forth looking at various dogs online at different rescues and I decided to look at th...

After catching up on my kinky blog reading today I almost wish I hadn't. It seems everyone is in some type of crisis right now. I'm not sure how people can change so much that they stop being something so integral to who they are together but at the same time don't really stop it and are as a result so unhappy b/c they aren't who they were and aren't anyone new either. It boggles my mind. As annoyed as I sometimes get with Das about this or that I am glad that us as a unit is so important to him because it minimizes the odds of that happening to us. Not that we won't ever change but hopefully whatever changes we make will be made with us moving in the same direction. One person commented that the author of the post should stop doing things for her former master/husband and basically live her own life without taking him into account. I cringed seeing that. Is that what vanilla means to people? Somehow I never got that memo. Being inconsiderate of your mate even...

I was reading a fantasy novel this afternoon and the main character who is the daughter of Hades and a Fury told the other Gods that she didn't actually think they were Gods. When they disagreed with her she mentioned that none of them had created life... My mind of course started wandering around does this mean that having children is coming close to deification? Does only the mother make godlike status or is it the couple? Maybe god status is achieved only in the moment of conception as the couple together and in the moment of birth because they are the only two moments when humans bring forth life.  Interesting thoughts...

I was feeling a teensy bit (a whole lot) needy/insecure yesterday and casually mentioned (more like awkwardly inserted in conversation) that I wasn't sure if he wanted me at times.  I'm all good now. He's really sweet about taking the time to reassure me when it's needed and in the most delightful ways. It's pretty exhilarating to be wanted and to be wanted so fiercely for everything that you are is heady and humbling stuff at least it is for me. I never understood that advice of be making sure your partner loves you more than you love them. I always wanted someone who loved me with the same all encompassing over the top breath taking crazy making ness that I loved them with. Realizing that desire is pretty damned awesome.

I hate feeling caught in a no win situation when i'm being asked questions and i'm finding it makes me angry and leery. I can take being physically tormented a lot better than I can this type of mental stuff. I get the feeling of just wanting to blow up and say say things like "of course the answer is no what kind of idiot would say yes to that?" but at the same time I actually want to say yes b/c I feel he wants me to say yes but I can't say yes b/c I really don't want to say yes and if I say yes and he follows through with whatever he's threatening he'll tell me that I said yes... I feel like I'm 8 again and my mom is asking me if I want to be a lady and wear dresses all the time and I'm saying yes b/c I know she wants me to but I'm feeling trapped b/c I don't even like wearing dresses all that much and when I eventually complain about it I'm told that I was given a choice and I agreed to it. It's not the same but it feels the...

I'd like to go to MasT tonight, don't know if we are going but I would like to as the topic intrigues me. It's about what a master needs from his slave to be happy. That's pretty unusual as we so rarely blatantly focus on the master in a discussion, often it's about both or just the slave. I know it will differ from couple to couple but to me that is the cool thing I love seeing where people overlap and where they diverge. I couldn't say specifically for sure what Das need from me to be happy other than well me. I guess me being obedient is pretty high on his list too. This past week I've been dog sick so there haven't been too many acts of service but he still seems plenty happy with me. Yesterday was the first day I could be up and about for more than 3 minutes and I was still pretty pitiful. Hopefully today is better. I think my adoration is a necessity too, probably more so than anything I could do for him. Well right now he needs coffee to be happ...