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| Why I write this blog.... |
| 06.28.08 (9:47 am) [edit] |
Recently, I have had a few conversations with people reguarding why I am so open in this blog. Part of it is the relative anonymity of this sort of forum, it is a place I can write this sort of blog content, and leave it open to the general public, without fear of judgment or repercussions from real life "friends" and "family" about my involvement in an alternate lifestyle. I mean, I could just write these entries in my myspace blog, but I think my family would get a little concerned if they saw all the prefered list blogs this would produce. Plus, the true purpose of this blog would not be seen to fruition if it was done on my myspace blog. Many submissives traditionally write a journal of some kind that they show their Dominate. In this journal, they can write their fears, hopes, dreams, wants, needs, feelings, longings, etc... It has long been assumed that the journals were a communication tool between the inner workings of the submissive's mind and his or her Dominate's conscious thinking. I have a journal like that, but it is more of a day to day diary, there is really nothing I feel I can't tell my husband about what I want or feel. So, why then the need for a blog like this? Unlike many other Doms, especially those who are in a Master/slave relationship (which I am not part of, I am a submissive with a Dom, not a slave with a Master, there is a big difference, lol) my husband does not feel the need to ask me to do writing "assignments" to be able to know what I am thinking. I felt I needed a place where I could write how I felt about the submissive side of myself, as well as day to day life, and how they both can fuse and meld into one. If I can help one young adult who is thinking he or she is strange or different because of their feelings about SM to know they are not deranged, then I feel good. When I think back to even 10 years ago when, at 17, I first realized my submissive side, there were no places like T-Blog or any of the other places on the web, where I could go without anyone really finding out, to realize I was not deranged. Maybe if there were, I would not have been with my first "Dom" as long as I was because I would have realized I didn't deserve to be abused just because I was sexually different. If I can prevent one woman from being like I was, then I am happy! That is why I keep this blog. I feel that I can reach people this way. I keep it to help educate the general public, in a way, about what really goes on in an SM relationship. All a lot of people can see if the physical aspect of it, the pain aspect, the controlling aspect. They don't see that the control is given willingly, and the pain is taken willingly. I enjoy giving up control of myself sexually to my husband. I love doing the little things during the day when He is home to show Him my devotion to Him. And, no He has never asked me to do these things. I challenge every one of you to look at your relationship. I bet every single one of you can think of an instance where one partner was performing an act of devotion that can be classified as a submissive act. Does that mean you or your partner is a submissive while the other is a Dominant? No, it just means that SM relationships are just like any other, a healthy show of your love and devotion to your partner. I just let go and let Him take charge in matters of the bedroom, lol... Remember, there is a key tenant of SM relationships that always must be followed, and that is to stay Safe, Sane and Consensual. NEVER engage in SM sex without protection, know your limits and adhear to them, NEVER engage in any kind of SM play when you are intoxicated, notice, SM clubs are almost always dry, and those that are not don't allow any SM play on the property, and NEVER do anything without the other person's permission. Role play non consent and force are fine, real non consent and force are not, and there is a big difference, always remember that.br Until next time, always stay  *g* ~Missy |
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| Writers block..... |
| 06.27.08 (10:41 am) [edit] |
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OK, I am trying to write a new story, I'm a few pages in and I have writers block, lol... Its a role play story for my husband. The set up is a naughty virgin school girl and her "daddy"... it has been a longggggg time since I have been anything close to a virgin, lol, and I am blocked as to the next step, lol... it is also in a new format, so playing with that while trying to remember some of the embarrassment and shyness of being a virgin, lol... man....
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| End of the PS3? (One can only hope) |
| 06.27.08 (7:52 am) [edit] |
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http://videogames.yahoo.com/feature/sony-has-lost -over-3-billion-on-the-ps 3/1223467 OK, as you all know, I am a gamer, 100% RPG gamer... well, we have been wanting a PS3, but, now that we are more mature, we refuse to spend what equates to more then a full car payment for a gaming console.... The PS3 is failing, big time... Sony's top market, Japan, did not go for the new PS3. If the system failed there, which it did, Sony would be forced to re-think the PS3. That is not being a japanophile, it is just how the video game world works some times.... Well, the PS3 is NOT backwards compatible, which is a big draw back, many people got teh PS2 when it first came out because you could still play your PS1 or PSX games on it. People are drawn to the Wii because you can play your Game Cube games on it as well as download your favorite Nintendo games, XBox 360 wiull play your regular XBox games.... Personally, if I was going to pay the introductory price of $599 for entertainment, I would have gotten a lap top or an HD TV. Even the $399 for a 40gig hard drive PS3 or the $499 for the 80gig is too much still... Hell, I have a 40gig hard drive installed in my PS2 (granted, most do not have this, it came with Final Fantasy XI because that needs the hard drive for game files)... My personal opinion of what I see for Sony's future? After the rerlease of the final exclusive PS3 game later this year, Final Fantasy XIII (the same series that many attribute to the success of the PS1 and PS2, since FFVII coincided with the sudden burst of popularity of ther PS1) if sales don't pick up with the release of 13, I, personally, think Sony would be smart to think about releasing a hard drive for the PS2, going back to the original PS2 model (the hard drive does not fit in the slim line one) and releasing the PS2 with the network adapter. They bit off more then they can chew with the PS3, I personally feel. |
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| And people wonder why I get upset.... |
| 06.26.08 (6:52 pm) [edit] |
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In the midst of our struggles with infertility, I see stories like this : "Texas Teen Charged In Baby's School Bathroom Death By ANA LEY, Associated Press Writer 2 hours, 7 minutes ago BAYTOWN, Texas - A 14-year-old girl who secretly gave birth in a school bathroom was charged with capital murder Thursday by police, who said she killed the newborn by choking and flushing him in the toilet. The girl was charged as a juvenile; Baytown police Capt. Roger Clifford said prosecutors will decide whether to certify her as an adult. She cannot be executed if convicted because of her age. The girl gave birth April 2 in a bathroom at Cedar Bayou Junior High. Police said she stuffed toilet paper in the infant's throat and submerged him in a toilet. An autopsy confirmed the baby was alive and cried before his mother tried to flush him, police Lt. Eric Freed said. "We have had enough evidence to determine that this action was done intentionally and knowingly," Clifford said. "That means beyond a reasonable doubt in our mind and in mind of the district attorney's office and in mind of the medical examiner's office, that this was not an accident." The girl's attorney, Gerald Yoakum, said the teen didn't realize she was giving birth. She was 35-36 weeks pregnant. School officials in this city 26 miles east of Houston learned of her pregnancy when another student who was in the restroom while the eighth-grader was in labor went to ask the school nurse for help. The nurse and an assistant principal ran to the bathroom, discovered the girl had given birth and called 911. The Goose Creek school district said it was also investigating what school rules the girl might have broken. "It's a very sad situation," district spokeswoman Kathy Clausen said. "We're all very concerned and very upset about it." The infant boy died just three days after another 14-year-old girl delivered a stillborn fetus in the bathroom of an airplane on her way back to Houston from a middle-school field trip." Gee, I wonder why this would upset me. My husband and I have had to bury two of our own children, and then these children here are having babies and killing them? These irresponsible children are having sex at 14, getting pregnant, and then killing their own children in school bathrooms, yet my husband and I who can provide a loving, stable home for a child can't seem to get pregnant with a successful outcome again? And people tell me, oh you should be thankful for the son you have, he is a blessing. Yes, we know this, and yes, we are thankful for him and know how much of a miricle he really is. But, is it so wrong for us to want another child? Is it so wrong for us to want to give him a brother or sister? I really don't think so. Seeing articles like this really gets me agrivated. This little girl would probably not have had sex and gotten pregnant in the first place if her parents were involved in her life, if they took the time to talk to her, instead of thinking the television would teach her. This little girl should still be watching SpongeBob and ICarley, not getting pregnant. It just really gets to me that this happens still, and then I am considered selfish to want another child??? Ok, this girl got pregnant, why couldn't she just own up and put the child up for adoption? Even if she did not know she was pregnant to begin with, if the school officials were notified while she was in labor, why weren't they there by the time the child was born? Although I do not agree with it, in this day and age, when teen celebrities are getting pregnant (ashlee simpson and jamie lynn spears) then, all girls should be informed of the safe haven policy that was put into place to save the lives of these babies, that the baby can be dropped off at a hospital, police station, or fire station, with no questions asked, and put up for adoption. We should also NOT be treating these children like heros just because they are having these babies. These celebrity teen moms have one thing the average teen mother does not have, money. They have the money to hire people to raise their children so they can continue to be kids themselves. That isn't right either, but, I guess, at least these babies will be raised by an adult. Sorry, this was my little rant for the day. ~Missy |
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| Company Policy on the fly |
| 06.26.08 (6:58 am) [edit] |
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OK, are you ready to hear the latest policy that Joey's fleet manager has seemed to pull out of her ass? One that has supposedly always been in effect, yet, not even any of the trainers or orientation people have ever heard of it or told anyone of it? This is funny. Yall need to tell me if any other company has this policy. It makes absolutely no sense. Joey said when he asked the Maverick recruiter about it, he laughed..... Despite what the load allows, the drivers can NOT take more then a 10 hour break! Meaning they will be sitting on the yard of the consignee for hours at times, with nothing to do, because they will have to start their 14 hour clock at exactly 10 hours after they stopped! And, needless to say, no deten pay either, since they will be there early. This seems kind of silly to me, don't you think? And, why is he only hearing about it after almost 6 months? At first Joey thought it would have to do with the fuel they use while they sleep, but according to his QualCom his engine is only on for 15 minutes all night..... July 24th can not come soon enough, lol... He told the Maverick recruiter not to call USA yet because as soon as they realize you are seriously looking else where and putting in applications, they will fire you, another policy that would not be needed if they actually treated their drivers right and actually paid a decent competetive wage. And, I know, I am the first one to warn someone that their boss can see any blogs about them bitching about work. But, guess what, she can't say shit to me, because she has no business looking at my page, so blech.... Well, off to start the dreaded housework, lol... ~Missy |
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| I swear, I'm going to stop reading message boards... |
| 06.20.08 (9:47 am) [edit] |
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Okay, if this is the way the mothers of my child's peers write, then I am scared for his generation. A few examples:
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| A Writer's ego... |
| 06.20.08 (8:35 am) [edit] |
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It can be a delicate thing, really it can be. I was checking on the newest story I have put up on literotica. I posted it on here a few weeks ago, "The Storm " the role play acting out of a rape fantasy. <br> |
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| Are is NOT A Possessive pronoun |
| 06.19.08 (5:24 pm) [edit] |
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OK, people, I know this is a difficult concept to grasp, but "Are" is a conjugated form of the verb "To Be", you know, I am, You are, He, She, It is, We are, You are, They are..... What part of that makes you think "are" is a possessive pronoun?? This is a pet peeve of mine... does the following sentence make any sense to you? "We went to see are two year old." Me either. I just typed several sentences like that one in MS Word and every time it picked it up and put that little green line under it, meaning a grammatical error. Yet people continue to use it in that manner time and time again. For the last time, it is "We went to see OUR two year old" NOT "We went to see are two year old." Our is the possessive pronoun you are looking for here, not are, which is now and always will be a verb. *g* ~missy |
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| Why is it?? |
| 06.17.08 (6:57 am) [edit] |
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When you come from a large family, you learn a few things growing up. You always have your sisters' backs, you always look out for your baby brother, you always know the signs of heartbreak and are waiting at the kitchen table with rocky road ice cream and enough spoons for all the sisters, you learn strength, kindness, and loyality. Or, so the novels tell you that is how you should feel. But, it seems, I am always in the wrong with my family. When I went home for Thanksgiving, they did nothing but bash my husband because he was doing what he needed to do to support his family. They actually tried to convince me to leave him, even comparing him to the ass hole who beat the shit out of me every night. Oh, by the way, he is better because he lives within 10 miles of them, and Joey is no good becasue we live so far away. They even went so far as to tell everyone in the family that I was living back at moms and I had left Joey. And the only way they would get that idea was if my mother told them so. Hell, my uncle even offered me and JJ the apartment hs has in his basement. They take something as simple as pictures of JJ and turn it into all about them!! Now, everyone, including myself, can see how much JJ looks like his father. He is the spitting image. Yet, when I posted pictures of him, my sister, the teacher, posted this comment: "omg he is soooo beautiful... i miss him so muchhh!!...in all of these pics he looks 100% like richie did at that age its scaryy" If you saw your child's kindergarten teacher type like that, what would you do? They never fail to mention how much they miss JJ or how much they miss me. Yea, I'll tell you why they miss me. Because if I am not there, they don't have their whipping girl. Most of the stories from when we were younger involve me being made fun of or being made to look like a fool. And you know what, you miss me and JJ that much, then you know where the air port is. But they won't do that because then they wouldn't be the center of attention. OK, I lived in VA for 2 years, six hours away from them, and yet they never came down to visit me. Not Once. And I know they passed through. I know they did. We even put the dogs in a kennel and made the surprise visit up to see them more then once. But again, did they ever come down? Hell, they didn't even fucking call me to make sure I was ok after Rebecca. Speaking of children. They have basically told me it would be better for me if I had a hysterectomy. And why? Because they don't know if they can go through loosing another one. THEM????? What about me and Joey? What about how we feel? Seriously, at a time when most women could use the love and support of their families, not only as family but as women, why can't I rely on their support? When the world is reminding me how much I have been unsuccessful at having more children, why is my family not supportive? Infertility is a very difficult thing to go through, especially if you feel you are going through it without the support you need from extended family. And then to be reminded of how much it sucks, and how unfair it is, my sister becomes pregnant less then a week after leaving rehab. She has not been clean for more then a month, yet she is pregnant. And I am the bad guy because I am not happy for her, and I didn't seem as excited for her as I should have been? I'm sorry, her getting pregnant, again, when she can't even keep custody of the one child she has, when she has time and time again chosen drugs and booze over her own child, is a slap in the face. Why is it that at a time when I need to borrow some strength, a proverbial shoulder, and some support, I don't want to call the people I grew up with, in the same house with, for fear of what they will say? I know why, because they are very closed minded and don't like the fact that I don't live on the Island. It is the fear that, when I need it the least, I will get the he is no good for you judgment. Instead, I either wallow alone, or I call my very good friend. I have known her 2 or 3 years now, and she is the woman I turn to for support instead od my sisters. I turn to her because I don't get the judgment. I turn to her because she will let me just cry about somethign without turning it all about her. I just think it is sad that, when I needed them the most, my sisters abandoned me without a care or a call, and yet, my best friend was there for me and would have flown here if I had asked her to. THAT is family.  I know I haven't said it nearly enough, but Thank You, for being there for me when I needed you. I am glad I was able to return it while your husband was over seas. Thank you for being the sister that my three are not. *g* ~Missy |
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| Just Thinking... |
| 06.17.08 (6:15 am) [edit] |
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Do you think in lists? Or maybe you think in blog or diary entries. Or maybe you think in stories, where you can see all the results of your actions and watch them play out before you take said action. Or, maybe, you think in the third person, as if you are standing back and watching your life unfold from an outside vantage point, like a one person audience to a play. Just some random ramblings until the coffee kicks in, lol.... *g* ~Missy |
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| Show me the Child, and I'll show you the Mother. |
| 06.16.08 (7:43 am) [edit] |
 Well, season 2 is here, and, two episodes in, I agree with the critics that it was well worth the wait. At the end of season one, someone walked into the Hump Bar (the local jody bar that the spouses in the show have made their home away from post, so to speak)with a bomb strapped to his chest. Of course, the main characters on the show, all except one, were there. Season one left off with the guy ready to push the proverbial red button, and teasers told you they would loose someone close to the pack. Season 2 did open with a shocker, and a tear jerker. If you have not had a chance to watch the season 2 opener, and would like to, then, here is your official....  I was bawling like a baby when you find out who dies at the end. I thikn I sort of relate to the Claudia Joy character because I know what she is going through. No parent ever wants to burry their child, yet, it happens. When she was talking to Amanda at the end of the opener, and telling her to put one foot in front of the other and walk, then they faded to Amanda in the hospital witht eh doctors trying to revive her, I lost it. Then when they faded to them holding hands in the train station and Claudia Joy asked Amanda why she went into the bar, and she said "For you, Mom, I went in for you." I was more then bawling. The last thing Amanda said to her mother as she was turning to the light to walk away was "Show me the child, and I'll show you the mother" which, I took to mean that she was telling CJ that she did a good job raising her and she learned all the lessons that she wanted her to learn, she was the image of her mother's spirit, fire and soul. Now, because of the bombing and the resulting deaths, alot has gone on and alot of different things will effect the wives in season 2. Joan, who is active duty and CJ's husband's XO, is pregnant, and was not sure if she was going to keep the baby. She finally told her commander (CJ's husband, Michael) and he took it better then one would have thought, especially when she told him that she wasn't sure she was keeping the baby. Joan and her husband Roland, who were on the fast track to a divorce, have been living in perfect marital bliss, so they are working things out. Joan went in to terminate the pregnancy, but then realized that it was the wrong thing to do, so she kepte the baby and told Rolland that even if she messed up being a mom, their baby would have a great dad. I can't wait until next week to see what happens! But, for now, enough spoilers, I'll give you a chance to watch the rest of the first two episodes before I spoil more, lol. *g* ~Missy |
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| Old Glory... |
| 06.15.08 (6:35 pm) [edit] |
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When I was in basic training in the Air Force, we had a week called Warrior Week. I am not sure if they still do it or not, as BMT has changed and become longer for the Air Force as they try to become more like the Army (adding fuel to the fire of the rumors that the Air Force is extremely close to being the Army Air Corps again). Well, one night during warrior week, a formal retreat is done, and they read this poem while the flag is being lowered. It is a very touching poem. My Name is Old Glory by Howard Schnauber I am the flag of the United States of America. My name is Old Glory. I fly atop the world's tallest buildings. I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly majestically over great institutes of learning. I stand guard with the greatest military power in the world. Look up! And see me! I stand for peace - honor - truth and justice. I stand for freedom I am confident - I am arrogant I am proud. When I am flown with my fellow banners My head is a little higher My colors a little truer. I bow to no one. I am recognized all over the world. I am worshipped - I am saluted - I am respected I am revered - I am loved, and I am feared. I have fought every battle of every war for more than 200 years: Gettysburg, Shilo, Appomatox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy, the deserts of Africa, the cane fields of the Philippines, the rice paddies and jungles of Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Korea, Vietnam, Guadalcanal New Britain, Peleliu, and many more islands. And a score of places long forgotten by all but those who were with me. I was there. I led my soldiers - I followed them. I watched over them. They loved me. I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima. I was dirty, battle-worn and tired, but my soldiers cheered me, and I was proud. I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am invincible. I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country, and when it is by those with whom I have served in battle - it hurts. But I shall overcome - for I am strong. I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon. I have been a silent witness to all of America's finest hours. But my finest hour comes when I am torn into strips to be used for bandages for my wounded comrades on the field of battle, When I fly at half mast to honor my soldiers, And when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son. I am proud. My name is Old Glory. Dear God - Long may I wave. |
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| New Look... |
| 06.15.08 (11:40 am) [edit] |
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I redid the look of the blog again, lol... Let me know what you all think!
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| Waiting... |
| 06.13.08 (6:43 pm) [edit] |
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Well, after talking it over with Joey, we worked it all out, and while his comments still sting a little bit, he realized what he said and why it hurt. He knows I still have issues with my self esteem, and, while he was not thinking about his comment at the time, he realizes how it could have effected me the way it did. So, things are all better now, lol. When he called me before, I answered the phone the way he usually does, with just a "Yes" and he was like "Well, hello, Beautiful" which made me feel very good, lol...So, I am all better now, lol... Yes, I know I forgive him way too easily, lol, but what can I say, I love him! So, now I am waiting for him to call back again so we can "chat" since the kiddo has gone to bed. More tomorrow *g* ~Missy |
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| My Husband Isn't Perfect ,Afterall... |
| 06.13.08 (8:04 am) [edit] |
 Only on my first cup this morning. I didn't get much sleep last night. I was up a little late last night, lots on my mind after a conversation I had yesterday afternoon with a friend of mine, lol. After I finally cleared my mind, I flipped through the TV channels for a while, then finally fell asleep, only to get up an hour later for something or other. Then JJ tried to get up at 6:30 to watch bob the builder on this computer. Finally got him back to bed. He only gave me another hour, so 7:30 I was up and out of bed. So, I think I got 4 hours total sleep, and about an hour at a time uninterrupted. lol...I'm in a bad mood, though, and it seems every word out of my husband's mouth is pissing me off today. Partly because of my lack of sleep, but also partly because of his comments last night. I know he was joking, but when one jokes about the same shit day in and day out, the one you are joking about can only surmise that your joking is how you really feel. Know what I mean? He keeps joking that I will leave him within a year of him going OTR and that I have 5 months left before I leave him. He brings this up at least once a day. Does he have that little faith in me, that little faith in my strength, to really believe and think that? I'm all for him making comments about the women he passes, fine, whatever, but sometihgn he said to me last night got me pissssssed. Then he back tracked and said it was a joke because of how pissed I got. He made a comment that he saw a couple where the guy was trying to hide how attractive his woman was and how "If I had someone that tappable, I would be showin her off." WTF???? So I'm not tappable? We will see if you "tap it" any time soon. And yesterday evening I was in a good freekin mood. I had a wonderful conversation with a very cute friend of mine, and, as we normally do, we flirted, and it made me feel good about myself, I mean, what woman doesn't like a little flirting? Best part id my husband knows I flirt with this gentleman, and as long as it stays online, he doesn't mind. But then, he makes comments like that, and really makes me feel like shit again. I mean, I love my husband to death, and I know why he may be making comments like that or why he might be an ass hole while he is on the road, but he doesn't think about how it makes me feel sometimes when he says things like that. He doesn't think, and when he doesn't think, he doesn't realize how much his comments can hurt. Men, what are you gonna do with them? I say we stuff them and then hang them over a fire pit to burn in effigy, lol....It's an idea, lol. *g* ~Missy |
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| No, No, No, No, No.... |
| 06.11.08 (4:48 pm) [edit] |
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OK, if you have to post pics of yourself on a message board and ask "ok do i look ok enough to go to the beach b honest plz" with pics of your skanky ass in a bikini, thus prompting every other skank-whore in th egroup to send pics of themselves in bikinis, then no, you do not look ok enough to go to the beach.... turn around and put some clothes on, no one wants to see your skank asses in a bikini... OK, if your boobs are perky and firm and blah blah blah, and your "SO" (lets be p.c. here, since not everyone is married to their man, it is insensitive to call mine my husband)can't keep his hands off them, then what would prompt you to post on the message board "Boobs, are mine nice?" and put a topless pic of yourself, thus prompting every other half skank to put pics of their boobs on the board.... ok, you got a compliment from complete strangers after fishing for them, congrats, now turn around and put some clothes on, I don't need to see your boobs or the photo shopped pic of your boobs or the snagged pic of some other skank's boobs you got off the net.... No, I do not agree with or approve of someone who is 16 with one child already trying to have another. And, no, that does not make me the bad guy, it makes me a mature adult. Turn around and put some clothes on and stop making babies I will be forced to support with my tax dollars when you collect your welfare Speaking of things I don't agree with... What the hell gives some 17 year old who has two kids by two different "baby daddy" (her words not mine) the right to get mad because her current boyfriend (or SO, if we are being p.c. and you all know how I love to be p.c.) is out of town for a few days looking at colleges because he is being a man and stepping up and saying he wants to support the girl and her kids when they aren't even his. She has posted "sexy, naughty" pics of herself on the message board to get opinions before she sends them to him and has asked "do you think these will make him cum bak?" as if he is leaving her forever... And she looks like the skank she really is... turn around, put on some clothes, go back to school and realize, Judge Judy is telling the truth, there is more to do to cure boredom then make babies.... Why is it that the pics my husband took of me, in bondage, by the way, look more classy then some of the skanky pics these girls are posting??? I guess with age comes maturity, huh? Oh, did I mention all these skanks are on cafemom boards? If this is what my son's future classmates have for parents, I am scared.... *g* ~Missy |
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| Put on your big girl panties.... |
| 06.11.08 (9:27 am) [edit] |
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There is a certian woman on the cafemom boards who thinks, at 40+ years of age, it is still a cool thing to buck the system and do things that are against the norm just to get attention... She owns several groups on CM where you can go and post anythign you want, as long as you have been banned, locked or deleted from another group for breaking the rules. She smokes pot just because it is illegal, and does not understand why her 17 year old son, who already has the papers signed to go to basic training as soon as he turns 18, since she would not give her permission for him to go 2 months early, does not want to smoke with her. She has at least three tatoos with a pot leaf, and is covered in other tatoos. In all the groups about marriage, sex, relationships, etc... she has a "looking to hook up" post and it seems like she is only looking to get laid by someone not her husband or with her husband there. She seems to be all about drugs, sex and rock and roll. She complains about everything, especially the government, then when asked if she votred she says no. And I'm the bad guy for saying that if she didn't vote, she has no right to bitch.... If you don't agree with her in a debate group, you are bashed and flamed to no end.... and she looks like your typical 40+ year old pot head drunk and thinks she is hot... wtf??? lol... OK, I just had to vent, lol...  *g* ~Missy |
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| New music.... |
| 06.11.08 (9:12 am) [edit] |
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Love this song... This is the only video for it I could find that allows embedding, so please excuse the video, lol... |
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| She has a name..... |
| 06.11.08 (7:42 am) [edit] |
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Well, after having nothing but bad luck with the truck since he got her (the driver side window being stuck in the down position, the Icon climate control system not working, the inverter not working, his qualcom not working [one of the terminals had to rig it so he could get messages on it, lol], etc...) he finally listened to me. You always name boats and trucks. If you don't, you will have bad luck with them, lol... So, his other woman finally has a name, lol... He said he figured that since he is in the north enough, he needs something southern with him, and the key chain that he put her key on has a Confederate flag on it with the word Dixie, he has named her Dixie.... I put "Joey and Dixie are on the way home" as my myspace status the other day and I got several comments and emails asking who Dixie is, if she was his mistress, lol... I was like, umm kind of, lol.... Since he has named her, he has had no bad luck with her, lol. Gee, could his wife have been right? lol *g* ~Missy |
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| Someone remind me.... |
| 06.10.08 (6:20 pm) [edit] |
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....To kill my husband next time He decides to go six months before deciding to give me His bills and reciepts and crap to file, please.... When He was home this past week, He decided it was time to clean out His file in Dixie, which means I got all the papers that were in it... old log books, bills, scale tickets, receipts, everything... and of course, nothing is in any kind of order... all I ask is for Him to keep them separated by month. I mean, He has a 13 section file folder in the rig, is that too much to ask? Is there something about men that says, hey, lets not keep things in any kind of order and then leave it up to the wife to sit for a few hours and organize things, staple loads together, try to decipher which load goes with which bill, etc.... grrrrr... I really think He should pay me for this stuff, lol.... OK, I'm done with the vent, lol now, back to writing, lol.... *g* ~Me |
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| Freedom in Submission |
| 06.10.08 (4:29 pm) [edit] |
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Someone asked me recently what I feel, what goes through my mind, when I submit to my husband in the proverbial bedroom. Well, lots of things sometimes, and sometimes, nothing at all.... It is quite weird to think, but I have found complete freedom in submission. I am free to give and to take the sexual pleasure that is a basic human desire. The freedom to turn my brain off completely and just let Him make decisions for me. The freedom to feel the utter love we both feel for one another when He respects one of my limits of when He takes His time to ensure that in all activities, I am completely comfortable, safe and satisfied. The freedom to revel in the complete trust I have in Him as I trust Him with my life every time we engage in certain types of experiences. The freedom to let go, to have someone else direct things, to be myself. The freedom to express how I feel, what I want and what I desire. The freedom to love and be loved. The freedom to give and take. The freedom to relinquish control of my body and my heart. The freedom to enjoy myself and know that, in doing so, I am providing Him with the joy He wants in return. So, while some may say that it is a contradiction in terms to say I have found complete freedom in submission, they would be incorrect. I have found complete freedom. And I revel in said freedom and experiences. And it may sound like a cliche or it may sound like a walking advertisement, but I fall in love with Him all over again every time I utter the word Master or every time He looks at me and calls me Bright Eyes. Well, I'm done being mushy for now, lol. Until next time, remember, always stay safe, sane and consensual. *g* Gag Kisses all!  ~Missy |
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