First Frustrations; then, Getting Reacquainted

Note: I started this a week ago, and then never got back to it until today. Thursday, March 7 And just like that, February is over and here it is over a week into March. And I am out in the world in Van Morrison again! I’m headed to Jacksonville,…

Not a Scavenger Hunt

I’m hanging out at Sir’s tonight, and it felt right to post a photo related to what we’re doing, rather than a Scavenger Hunt, for February Photofest.

Super Games

Had to take a break from Scavenger Hunting for the Superbowl – once again we played our own Superbowl game.

Happy Christm-Ass!

A short break from my reflections to help celebrate the holidays… Adam and I took Van Morrison down to this funny little town in the Ozarks called Eureka Springs. I have fallen in love with the area and the town! We have been shopping and eating and wandering, as much…

Baldy in the Wild

There’s a Scavenger Hunt location called “Your Name in the Wild,” and it’s a fun one. I am always looking for a Jade Street, or perhaps a store that specializes in jade, or maybe an exhibit that has jade in the description, but the two times I have seen it…

Soft Focus

I’ve had a jagged couple of days: work has been enormously demanding and I’ve had to deal with all of it alone as everyone on my team except me has multiple days off; I’ve been sleep-deprived as I have tried to adjust to early rising (4:30 am) three days a…

Party Favor

We went to a house party recently. Here is the beginning, during and after…

The Bowling Curtsy

I often send Sir snippets of video in Marco Polo when I am away from him. This time I sent this video at the completion of a punishment task – I was a little giddy at not having to do it anymore, lol. Also, I’d been practicing my bowling approach,…

Pinched Nips in Italy

I asked Sir if, while I was in Italy, I could forgo pee permission. He gave me “The Look.” The one that says, “Seriously? Why would you even ask?” Umm…the eight hour time difference? The fact that I’ll be climbing up and down mountains in rural Italy, won’t have my…

Just Another Work from Home Day

It’s been awhile since I’ve had anything in my ass. I noted this as I slathered lube onto my football-shaped “daily wear” buttplug, the one I can – and have – worn all day and night before. (With bathroom breaks, of course. No one wants an exploded Jade.) As comfortable…