March Q&A

Oooh, it's March! Where does the time go?
In past years during March, as many other bloggers do, Master-Reaper and i have answered questions...
So. Have questions? Ask. We'll answer.
Maybe you'll get Master-Reaper blogging again. ;)

You can ask questions either by commenting on any post we make this month, or by shooting an email to junderb AT gmail DOT com. Feel free to specify who you want to answer your question. Could be one or both of us.

Randomness

 We're starting to get in the swing of things around here... Most of the time.
There's still some healing i have to do yet, but hopefully Master and i can find some ways to connect while one kidlet (the big one) is elsewhere, being spoiled by family.

In the meantime, in lieu of kinky stories, since there aren't any (new ones...yet), i snagged this meme from my friend padme's blog (Journey to the Darkside)... Enjoy the random!


1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
Closed! i hate open doors!

2. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?
Usually. Seems like a waste for them to throw it away since i opened it.  

 3. Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?
i save coupons and then often forget that i cut them out...until they expired.  

4. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?
i think a bear. i am sure i can still climb a tree. But there's no outrunning bees/wasps (shudder). 

5. Do you always smile for pictures?
No, not always. (see FetLife for examples! LOL)

6. What is your biggest pet peeve?
Tardiness. i hate being late. i also hate waiting for people to arrive on time. 

7. What size is your bed?
Master's bed is a king size! We had a full/short queen for most of our relationship, and it was just really very cramped. Having a king feels so wonderful. Bonus? It squeaks less than the queen. 

8. What’s your least favorite movie?
i don't really have a least favorite, but typically movies about war are just very hard for me to watch. (ie "Blackhawk Down," or "Saving Private Ryan.")

9. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?
Honey mustard or ranch.

10. What is your favorite food?
Food. Seriously. If you tell me it's edible, i'll usually try it at least once. That being said, i have a horrible sweet tooth, and if you tell me it's desert...well...there's no accounting for how it disappeared. 

11. What movies could you watch over and over and still love?
Star  Wars is one set, Lord of the Rings another, but currently, Master and i are in love with "Skyfall," so we have watched it every night since we got the DVD.

12. Were you ever a boy/girl scout?
Nope...

13. Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?
It would depend on a lot of factors. What Master says, which magazine, etc...

14. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?
Around November, i think... 

15. Favorite kind of sandwich?
When i break my gluten rules, it's usually for a peanut butter sandwich of some variety. (Jelly, honey, butter or honey-butter are all acceptable variants.)

16. Best thing to eat for breakfast?
<snerk> Food. i love all things breakfast. But oatmeal is one of my top favorites. 

17. What is your usual bedtime?
Whenever i can get there. LOL. i like to sleep earlier than Master does, but most of the time, i cannot fall asleep without Him.

18. Are you lazy?
i don't think i'm truly "lazy." i procrastinate, but i try very hard to accomplish *something* every day.

19. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?
Not that i picked out. 

20. Do you sing in the car?
Sometimes. It usually helps me not think about how far we're driving.

21. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?
Usually Wal-Mart, because it's closest. However, i do have the option of Target now, which is very nice. :D

22. What’s your favorite color?
Purple.

23. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?
Funny story, Master doesn't like flat-sheets and doesn't want them on the bed. So...it's almost like camping.  Almost.

24. Have you ever stolen a street sign before?
No.

25. Do you like to use post-it notes?
Yes. i like to write on them, leave them in weird places... i also like to fold them and make little airplanes out of them. i'm weird. 

Moving along...

It's been four weeks since i last posted. Unbelievable.

All is fantastically well. Some of the usual newborn ticks, of course, but our little lady is indeed, perfect, and does have Master wrapped around her fingers. We adjusted quite well to our new family number of four.

Yesterday, Master and i were even able to steal a few moments for ourselves. Amazingly, our boy conked out for an afternoon nap while watching one of his movies, and the little lady was packing in her beauty sleep... And Master took hold of me, hands pressing on my neck, cutting my air, manipulating me. While i still have a lot of healing to do, there's nothing keeping me from rocking my torso, and before long, i had my mouth on Master - my hands on the floor and his hands on my head...

Something we both needed.

And soon, my collar can go back on! *happy dance*

Hold on...

Today is the day that really changes everything. While Master and i have put a lot of things on hold, the reason for that hold arrives today. We add kidlet number two to the family. While completely unexpected and unplanned, we're very excited, and nervous.

The thing about BDSM relationships and having a family: it's a hard balancing act. But it can be done. And it is so worth it. We're a tough family unit. i love that my son looks to me and his Father, and knows he can count on us as a team; but i also love that he knows that final decisions rest in the hands of his Dad.

Master and i may not have as much time for our kinky fun as we would like; but we do work very hard to make sure each others needs, at least at the base level, are met. (Stupid rice cakes. Don't worry, steak, we'll find time for you!) We've learned how far we can push ourselves, our time, our energy and what we want. We've learned how to let go a little better when there is time to let go.

We know that everything we do is worth it, for each other, for our kids, for our life. And frankly, while our lives are about to change again in unpredictable ways, those changes will be worth it, too. There will be moments where we want to pull our hair out, and there will be moments we are over the moon. There will be moments we are like any other family, and moments where i am crushed beneath Master's boot.

And i'm looking forward to all those moments and everything between.

See you when i get back!

Don't follow the rules...

 It's been an interesting last few weeks. i haven't felt myself, and it's been super annoying to reach up to my neck and find that something is missing (my collar!). Master has been hyper alert to every little noise, and asking if i'm alright. It's strange and disconcerting to be fussed over like this.

Sunday was a wash, entirely, because i was worried it was the day, so we spent two hours of Master's weekend day off at the hospital. i followed the directions posted on the door of triage -- i left my mobile phone behind. Poor Master was left in the waiting room, with our boy, wondering how long it was going to be before He could get a burger. i sat in triage wondering why i thought triage would provide a quick answer. Eventually, Master called someone asking for an update, and the staff was surprised that i had left my phone behind.

Lesson learned, though. Ignore signs that say "No Mobiles."

Okay, okay. Not always. But maybe ask for clarification about those signs.

New Year...

Wow. The new year always throws me for a loop. It seems different, but not different; a subtle shift somewhere in my perception, or reality itself... But is it? Not really - a good way to catalog experiences, mark them in our histories, definitely - and maybe that's enough. Maybe that's the entire point. Maybe that's why we get so excited when the clock turns over to the new year... Even if we were soundly sleeping just before the clock flipped over to 2013.

So, 2012, goodbye. Thanks for all the fish, which included:

* my (delayed) accomplishment of obtaining a college degree
* a much needed move to a more urban center
* a big change in Master's career -- which was also a much needed thing
* a wonderful experience in being able to spend more time with the surrounding area's kinky community
* a fantastic second trip to a big venue event, which doesn't like people to write about it (aka: Thunder)
* an amusing conversation with a family member about previously mentioned event
* a fast growing friendship with a fellow kinkster, @padmeamidala (from Journey to the Darkside)
* the discovery of an unexpected, complicated, blessing -- aka: kidlettwo
* a great deal of personal growth
* the ability to embrace the things (better put: my kinks and fetishes) which terrify me

i welcome 2013 with high hopes, for the happiness, health and kinky-good-times for all of my kinky friends, associates, and lurking readers. <3

Metal Detectors and Collars

When i posted about my collar having to come off, i mentioned that once i had an incident with a metal detector and my permanent collar. Now, mine is no fancy eternity collar, no, it is literally a dog chain. It may have even come from PetSmart. i don't remember. Regardless, it's a perfect fit for a dog like me (grin). Master picked a chain that had substantial weight, and i believe the original chain was in the ballpark of 20 inches long; Master agreed to give me a few extra inches, so my chain collar is 16 inches and might weigh half a pound or so. And it's mixed magnetic metals; nickel and steel, probably, but who knows what else?

Over time, i've had more than one errand, including jury duty, that has required me to venture into the halls of the county courthouses. Typically, before i go through their metal detectors, i will be sure to point out that i am not wearing a belt, have any pockets or am carrying anything, but will warn them that my "necklace" will set off the detectors. Typically, i spin the chain to show them that i cannot take it off as it has no clasp. i will, before even going through the detector, tell them that i agree to a wand test after going through the detectors. Generally, they are quite agreeable to my excess information, and have no issues using the wand to confirm that it was indeed the "necklace" which caused the metal detector to issue an alert.

One time, however, when we were part of a large party entering the courthouse, running later than we intended, those manning the front counter and the metal detectors attempted to deny me entrance because it could not be removed. i had attempted to be as polite and courteous with them as i usually do, but these individuals were testing my patience. They had me walk through the detector twice, and sent me back out, twice. Under Master's bemused eye (having already gone through the metal detector), i asked the individuals if they had a pair of pliers on their belts next to their handcuffs. Their response, of course, was no. Eventually, finally, they agreed that they could get the wand out of the cabinet after i set the detector off for a third time.

At which point, the wonderfully kind and cooperative staff told me that if i ever planned on flying anywhere, i would have to take it off to get through the airport. At which point, all patience gone, i responded "Well, it's a wonderful thing that i don't fly, isn't it?"

As it is, i have found myself clutching the chain in my sleep, reluctant to think that we will take it off. But for the little sneaky one who has already become part of our little unit, Master will. She may already have him wrapped around her tiny fingers, don't you think?