Adventures in Emmieland

So Friday we visited with Das' parents and a relative visiting from England. We had a good time and are too much and got back later than planned with more stuff than planned.  I was zonked yesterday and spent most of the day in bed until evening when I heard Das calling for water. He'd trimmed a tree and went to burn the branches in the kiln in the backyard and it caught fire due to stuck dampers.  As it quickly was getting out of hand firefighters were called and I must say hey we're very efficient. In no time they had things under control and the were able to minimize the damage to the park area on the other side of the fence. Downside to living in a park, wood and grass seriously flammable. Upside great emergency response time.  A bit more excitement than I had planned on so here's hoping today is seriously quiet. 

I've seen on fet that "can you leave?" has reemerged as a topic. Could be that it never left but since I don't spend much time on it anymore I didn't notice. Anyway whether or not I can leave hasn't been something I've given much thought to recently. Leaving just isn't on my agenda. But since I'm thinking about it now I would have to say no. I feel wrong when we are apart so the idea of actually packing up and going while not panic inducing, isn't pleasant. My biggest question these days isn't if I could leave but whether I'll be allowed to be confirmed. Hmm does this mean the kink is gone? ;)

What is a slave position and who decided that slave poses from the Gor books are the standard? I've come across references to slaves getting into position in several bdsm themed novels and it's always out there like everyone just knows and they are universal. In a few the books they don't even describe the position they just call it slave position and I guess I am meant to imagine it. I've never read the Gor books mainly because I tried and it didn't hold my interest but my complaint is not with the books. It is with these people, whoever they are, taking it upon themselves to declare positions described in the books as THE slave positions. Kink isn't monolithic that way and making stuff like that declarative seems to feed into the "they're doing it wrong" mentality. I saw the same type of thing happen the more the area I was in became saturated with leather folks. People weren't as fun a mix to watch (I love people watching) because sudden...

I'm coming out! Ok no I'm not but the damn song is in my head so all must suffer with me.  We were sitting on the love seat in Das' office chatting while he worked when I busted out laughing. Since he hadn't said anything funny he just gave me that look, the one that says he knew my breakdown was coming.  I had told him that I was rep opposing the master bedroom closet for my office since we don't actually keep clothes in it. It was looking around his office, bright and sunny and big enough for severs, a bookcase, two small dressers, (great for storing wires) a chair, and of course the love seat we were sitting on. I mentally compared it to my closet small, kinda dark (dark green walls do not lighten a room) and just big enough for the tabletop and an office chair with a bit of built in shelving.  The disparity between our offices and how they reflect our places in our relationship cracked me up since neither of us organized it that way on purpose.

I am no longer a fan of blueberries. I used to love those suckers but somehow now I wrinkle my nose at them and think they taste funny. I blame Das.  Das hates blueberries and has been quite vocal about it the whole time I've known him. While I didn't eat them around him since he not only didn't like the taste but the smell, I still enjoyed them until somewhere in the last few months. I've told him that I am entirely too suggest able to which he disagreed. To him I am just suggestible enough.  We talked about his preferred method of mastery being the use of suggestions to slowly bring me around to his way of thinking. I have to say it may not work for everyone but I find it quite effective but damn it I wish he'd left the blueberries alone. Sigh.

I have to admit to having a double standard. When police are killed in the line of duty I am saddened for them and their loved ones. When police kill others unnecessarily I am outraged as well as sad.  It makes sense to me to not be outraged over an officer killed because as much as it is not wanted it is a real risk of the job which was understood (hopefully) and accepted. Civilians on the other hand have not agreed to the risk of death in encountering the police and the only time they should be doing so is when their own actions clearly make them an immediate risk to the life of the police.  I'm not big on respect the uniform. I grew up on a military base and got to know too many soldiers good and bad for that. I respect the people who actually protect and serve.  There needs to be a revolution and I don't mean we all take up arms against the police I mean we need to revolutionize our thinking so that the fact that when cops are doing their jobs we aren't falling over o...

Reading a blog post this morning about a parent who in a social gathering talked about how well her child turned out, in her mind because of physical discipline, while her adult daughter was highly annoyed to say the least since she has made it clear that she disagrees with that and many more aspects of her upbringing. The comment section was rife with the witty comebacks one always seem to have after the moment has passed but one in particular stood out to me.  "The fact that I am managed not to drown is hardly testament to the success of the millstone tied around my neck"  I love this statement because it puts the whole I treated you shitty but since you turned out well I can take credit for it instead of acknowledging pain I caused you and celebrating how hard you had to work to do well in life despite it.  I've experienced not only parents doing this but other people jumping on the bandwagon to protest someone else experience. You were spanked and you're a great p...

Today is my brother's 39th birthday. I can hardly believe he is getting that old and at the same time its hard to believe he is that young. Like me he had his kids young so they are close in age to mine which means he is a father to young adults when i swear he's barely out of his teens himself. Having watched him grow and struggle to find his own way I am both proud and impressed at how well he is doing. He is a good man and mature, steady and loving, as well as having grown into a good parent. Although his life has never been without challenges he has repeatedly risen to them pushing himself to live up to the vision he has of himself. Sad as i am to know be able to celebrate with him in person i bought a cake and will raise a dessert plate in his honor.

Today I received a letter from the marriage tribunal letting me know that not one of my witnesses has turned in their testimony. It's frustrating as a month or two ago they'd told me the same thing and I contacted everyone and was assured by them all that they would get right on it. In two cases they ever sent out new questionnaires which the people told me they got. I think it's always hard to have to depend on someone else to do something that impacts you because you can't control it. Having both experienced it and listened to others talk about it in a work setting I know most are familiar with the annoyance that comes from others holding up progress. This though is more than that because it's not just work it's personally important to me. I've made no secret of my desire to complete RCIA classes and be confirmed as well as to have a proper church wedding. Neither of these things can be done if I'm not granted a nullity and I know one is not guaran...

We walked several miles through the park this morning,then lunched by a lake, and last night Das and I walked up and down the driveway of doom (over 200 steps one way just on the driveway) I also encouraged him to run down the hill in the front yard with me because silly is good for the soul.  Now I'm about to do my French lesson and go to sleep, it's been an eventful and enjoyable day.

We are taking our first actual vacation. Not going anywhere fancy but there are plans to hit Niagra Falls after a visit to his parents. I'm looking forward to some much needed relaxation. I'm on a new tablet so no idea how to load pictures from here but eventually I will figure it out. Right now though I think a nap is in ordee.