Hey, everyone.  Okay so I missed a week. I'm back at it! And I'm posting twice this week to make up for it, does that count? Let's say that counts. :)  This is what I committed to in June:   Weekly blogging (missed one week) Performing acts of submission daily for my husband, to help bring myself into a submissive headspace. (done!) Kissing my husband every single day. (done!) Bringing myself back to saying, "Yes, daddy." (done!) Continuing weekly date night. (yep!) I thrive on challenges, so I'm probably going to shake things up a little in July.  About a week or so ago, I was cuddling up with Jason before bed.  "Wow. Nearly two decades of marriage and I still kinda liked you," I told him jokingly. "I'm still super into you."  He smiled, and gave me a squeeze. "Yeah," he said. "But you know when things really changed?"  I knew what he was going to say, but I waited.  "It was when you asked me to spank you."

Hi, everyone! Just checking in from last week. I said in my last post that for the month of June I was going to commit to  Weekly blogging Performing acts of submission daily for my husband, to help bring myself into a submissive headspace.  Kissing my husband every single day.  Bringing myself back to saying, "Yes, daddy."  Continuing weekly date night.  And I'm happy to say, it went so well! Simple things, but they made a really big difference. He's even eager to make sure we make kissing... and, ahem...other things... very routine. There's something about putting me over his lap often that keeps everything else going as well.  We did get into an argument this week. This current political climate is so challenging, and we've hashed it all out. We've been married for a while, so we've navigated these waters before, and nothing was really new. Still, I have a tendency to get really heated when I'm passionate about something. Soooo, I had a few thin

Hey there, everyone.  I fell down an overwhelm sinkhole the past few weeks. My emails piled up, my admin work for my business piled up. I was in flat-out "survival mode." Just getting back. Just doing the most important work, trying to get food on the table, schoolwork done, and keeping the kids sane when quarantine fatigue settled in.  And did it ever.  The habits that I've taken months to form started to fray. Jason and I were drifting apart again. You know, it's funny, I bet if I said that to him he would likely wonder what was wrong... you know, the whole Mars and Venus thing. We weren't fighting. As married couples go, things were pretty darned good. But for a D/s couple? Things were waning a bit. I was getting snippier. He was pulling away.  We've been doing this for over seven years. Eight this fall, to be honest. And I know that we just go through these seasons. When we first began, it was often a season of growth. It was at times painful for me, learn