Tuesday, January 31, 2006

tagged again

alright... Storm Rider tagged (grumbling in my sleep) me, so here it is...

Eight Things I Would Require In a Perfect Partner: (all of which, let me make most clear, are embodied exponentially in MY little one, because she is INDEED PERFECT for me; however, also which could never even begin to be expressed or communicated in a mere "list" or even words)... AND... these must NOT be construed as being listed in some order of preference... read on...
  1. a deep sense of "goodness" and honesty (not perfection)
  2. an open heart
  3. an open mind
  4. a "need" for spanking in her life
  5. a wry and often warped sense of humor
  6. a love of music
  7. womanliness (not to be confused with femininity)
  8. a mind of her own
Five Guilty Pleasures/Activities: (guilty ?? guilt is the antithesis of who i am... love is liberating... what guilt could there be in that ?)
  1. taking care of MY little one in every conceivable way
  2. spankin MY little one's bare bottom
  3. eatin MY little one's pussy til she faints
  4. rasberry yogurt, peanut butter and whipped cream (together)
  5. chocolate anything

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Virus Alert

If you receive an email entitled "Bedtimes" delete it IMMEDIATELY. Do not open it.

Apparently this one is pretty nasty. It will not only erase everything on your hard drive, but it will also delete anything on disks within 20 feet of your computer. It demagnetizes the stripes on ALL of your credit cards. It reprograms your ATM access code, screws up the tracking on your VCR, and uses subspace field harmonics to scratch any CD's you attempt to play. It will program your phone auto dial to call only 0898 numbers.

This virus will mix antifreeze into your fish tank. IT WILL CAUSE YOUR TOILET TO FLUSH WHILE YOU ARE SHOWERING. It will drink ALL your beer. FOR GOD'S SAKE, ARE YOU LISTENING?? It will leave dirty underwear on the coffee table when you are expecting company. It will replace your shampoo with Nair and your Nair with Rogaine.

If the "Bedtimes" message opened in a Windows XP environment, it will leave the toilet seat up and leave your hair dryer plugged in dangerously close to a full bathtub. It will not only remove the forbidden tags from your mattresses and pillows, it will also refill your skim milk with whole milk.


And if you don't send this message to 5000 people in 20 seconds, you'll fart so hard that your right leg will spasm and shoot straight out in front of you, sending sparks that will ignite the person nearest you. Send this warning to everyone!!!


Right now, as you read this, 17 Million people are having SEX !!!

And look at you - you're on the computer!!!!

Thursday, January 26, 2006


well for goodness sakes folks... a whole new look...

AGAIN *weg*

MY little one's been under the weather some, but we've been collaborating in the background to bring this on line...

we hope you like it... please wish her well and keep us in your thoughts and prayers...


ps... we'd like to thank Janeen for inspiring this new site design too... She's sweet and creative and generous and more... hugs to Janeen !!


Sunday, January 22, 2006

The Birds and the Bees

The Birds and the Bees - The Modern Version

A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?"

The father answers: "Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!" Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, I upgraded my floppy to a stiffy and then your Mom agreed to do a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a blessed little Pop-up appeared and said: "You've Got Male".

Happy Sunday Everybody :)

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

were i so wise

were i so wise

i’d not have hoped
and dreamed
(too) so much

or believe(d) in miracles
(like i do)

or wish(ed) everyone

i did love(d) so

alive and free (and warm) forever

beyond the days given me
that i wouldn’t have to hurt
or grieve

but then

it’s not at all unwise
i know (or even blessed enough)
i've been

to have held on you
and not let go

Tuesday, January 17, 2006


OK, so after posting my little anger-rant-mad at God-shaking my fists at death post and all your wonderful, kind, heartfelt, thoughtful, caring, considerate, attentive, sympathetic and helpful (I think you get the idea) comments I think I'm going to find my way through yet another death of a close loved one.

I think I've stumbled my way through the anger phase, for now anyway. That's not to say that I won't venture back down that path again, but I'm trying to get past that and look at it in the way that I had to look at my Dad's death... at least he's not suffering now, and all I want for him is to be at peace, and he is. All I want for his family is for them to find that peace in knowing that his pain is over. I know my Mother with be there, in her wonderful, attentive way, for his grieving family. I only wish that I could be there for them as they were for me during my Dad's illness and death. I've accepted the fact (knowing I don't have to like it, but have accepted it) that I can't be and they without doubt understand that being 400 miles away now it just isn't possible. It makes me sad of course, but they have my Mother, which makes me feel just a little bit better about it all.

So to all of you that left your heartfelt sympathies, thank you! You're all wonderful people and I'm blessed to have met all of you through this thing we do. It's nice to know that readers aren't only there through the fun spanky stuff, but they come back and offer advice, sympathy, hugs and so much more when times are tough and not so fun. Thanks again y'all!

And now back to our regularly scheduled program...
(If we have such a thing around here!)

Monday, January 16, 2006

When The Phone Rings In The Still Of The Night

When the phone rings in the still of the night... when you get that sinking feeling that it just isn't good news... when you let it ring more than you have to because you just know that it isn't good news... when your brain is screaming at you not to answer... DON'T!

The phone never rings past 9 PM at my house, rarely that late even, so when things were quiet and my phone rang at 10 PM my heart plummeted south, even north too, at the exact same time I think. I knew why the phone was begging to be answered. It was like my brain was screaming... if you don't answer it you big dummy then it can't really have happened, but no, that logical part of my brain kicked in as if begging to get the heart wrenching news.

"He's gone", the words echoed in my head. "What?" Is all that would spill from my mouth. Why is it when you know exactly what was said in the presentation of bad news you have to make the bearer repeat themselves?

My Mother's best friend's husband passed away yesterday afternoon after a short battle with leukemia. I'm relieved that he didn't have to suffer, but I'm angry again. Angry that he had to get sick to start with. I'm SICK of death. I'm SICK of bad news. I'm SICK of that word... CANCER. It screams at me from every corner. Dare I admit that I'm angry at God? I am, you know, and I admit it, here for all the world that comes here to read. Yes, DAMMIT, I'm angry at God.

Now it's time for my Mother's best friend to go through the exact same thing she herself has been going through since 2003. My Mother isn't alone now, not that she ever was. Is this going to help my Mother by taking her mind off her own grief, only to find it still there some point later? Will this make my Mother's grief twice as bad? I guess only time will tell.

Now it's going to be even harder for her to leave her home to come to my brother or myself, where she can be taken care of. I know she needs to be there for her best friend. I want her to be there for her, but at what price for her own health? Stress and sadness manifests itself physically in my Mother. Will this bring on another health crisis for her?

I'm sick and tired of sadness, of death, of illness. I have to wonder when it will end. It's been one person after another since my Dad became ill in 2001. I stand this morning screaming to the heavens for it to just END. DAMMIT, JUST STOP! I've had enough!! NO MORE!!

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Tagged By Janeen

Janeen caught me!

Here are the instructions:

1. Go to your blog archive
2. Find the 23rd post
3. Find the 5th sentence
4. Post the text of the sentence in a blog entry along with these instructions
5. Tag five other people

Here is the text:

So right off I woke feeling all out of sorts.

HA!! My normal state! LOL!

This tag has made its way around. Not sure there is anyone left to tag, so if anyone is reading this and feels froggy, just leap right in. :)

Sunday Morning Funny

A City cop was on his horse waiting to cross the street when a little girl on her new shiny bike stopped beside him.

"Nice bike," the cop said "did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yep," the little girl said, "he sure did!"

The cop looked the bike over and handed the girl a $5 ticket for a safety violation.

The cop said, "Next year tell Santa to put a reflector light on the back of it."

The young girl looked up at the cop....

"Nice horse you got there sir, did Santa bring it to you?"

"Yes, he sure did," chuckled the cop.

The little girl looked up at the cop...

"Next year tell Santa the asshole goes on the back of the horse, not on the top."

Friday, January 13, 2006

Another Meme

This is another meme from padme. It was definitely interesting to do, to say the least... LOL!

5 Things You like about Yourself:

1. I like the person I’ve become since Guy came into my life
2. My, more often than not, ability to laugh in the face of adversity. I’m not saying I ALWAYS can, but most generally
3. It takes a lot to get me down emotionally
4. That my temper is slow to boil... but when it does, just look out. That second bit I’d like to change I think
5. I am a loyal friend and will move the earth, if possible, for the ones I love

5 Things you Don't like about Yourself:

1. My stubbornness
2. My entire life it has always been difficult for me to say “no” to somebody
3. I hate feeling like I have to carry the weight of the world
4. How hard it is for me to talk about my feelings
5. Feeling like I can handle everything myself, not needing anybody.

5 Things you Wish for:

1. For my Mother’s good health and eyesight to return... which isn’t going to happen, but I can still wish for it
2. For my son’s healthy eyesight to return and for him to stop having seizures
3. For me to be geographically close to my Mother so I can take care of her once again
4. For my Mother to be able to be happy and move on with her life
5. For Guy and I finally to be together once and for all, for the rest of our lives

5 Things You Don't wish for:

1. For the unsettledness of my life to continue
2. Guy and I to continue living our lives as they are now
3. I’ve never wished for wealth in my life, just to have what is truly needed, and the occasional ability to splurge on the ones I love
4. For another meme that makes me think this much! LOL!
5. More difficulties in life than I already have!

5 Things you would change: (this can be any area)

1. That I would have kept a daily journal of my mine and my Dad's final days together when I went “home” to take care of him when he was terminally ill
2. My Mother’s and my son’s health problems
3. Mine and Guy's situation
4. Poverty in the world
5. That my brother would have spent more time with my Dad before he passed away

5 Things you have learned to Appreciate:

1. Guy’s constant protectiveness over me
2. Guy’s wisdom
3. Good days
4. Still having my Mother on this earth, even without my Dad
5. Guy’s firm hand

5 Things You are Interested in:

1. Travel
2. Writing
3. Computers
4. Spanking and sex with Guy
5. Airplanes – Being a pilot

5 Talents You Have:

1. My ability to make friends easily
2. Being a good friend
3. Seeing the good in people
4. Giving everything my all
5. Taking a hard spanking

5 Favorite Things:

1. Getting spanked by Guy & having sex with him
2. Warm and dry weather
3. My son, even though he’s going through the snotty teenage years
4. The renewal of life that spring brings
5. Guy

5 Secret Desires:

1. To be an airplane pilot
2. To be more sexually free
3. To be spanked in a public/semi-public place by Guy
I can’t think of anymore at the moment!

5 Self Truths:

1. I can’t take on the world all by myself
2. I am strong, whether I want to admit it or not
3. I’ve accepted the fact that my Mother may well soon be completely blind
4. I NEED spanking in my life
5. I try to take responsibility for too many things that aren’t my fault and should take more responsibility in the things that are

5 Lies you have told:

1. HA! That didn’t hurt!
2. I’m OK
3. No, I haven’t been drinking at ALL
4. I only had one drink with dinner
5. Of course I called the doctor

5 Silly Things:

1. I sleep with different stuffed animals that Guy has given me
2. I want to be an airplane pilot
3. I am such a little girl at heart
4. I’ve been to an amusement park WITHOUT my son or any other kids with me SEVERAL times, and would do it over and over and over again!
5. I have panties with little handprints printed all over them

Now Tag 5 People:
Any of our readers who want to do this, consider yourself victimized!

Thursday, January 12, 2006


When I was doing the "100 Things About Me" post yesterday. It really got me reflecting on days gone by.

I got to reading old emails that Guy and I have exchanged over the years, especially our earlier ones from when we first met. I was really astounded at the point in my life he entered, and what all he's been through with me and done for me. He's been through so much of the bad stuff that has happened in my life, and yet he's still by my side, loving me more than he ever has.

He came into my life not long after I found out my Dad was terminally ill. Sheesh, I just think back of all the times he was there for me during that time, how he felt when my Dad finally found his eternal peace. He was so heartsick. He was always there for me when we had our few midnight runs to the hospital because Hospice couldn't help us with what was going on at that moment. He always picked up the pieces for me. Heck, he never failed to pick ME up when I went to pieces. I always felt I had to be the strong one during those times for my Mother and my Dad both. I didn't fall to pieces in your typical way. I fell to pieces by withdrawing, getting sucked into all the sadness that was going on in my life, not taking care of my own health problems and etc. He kept me grounded, the hard job that I know it was.

Guy told me from the beginning that he would always be there for me. On the surface I knew that he would, but deep down I figured it would just be like the others in my life that had left me or let me down, but as I sit here today I'm struck with the reality of his words from way back then, and ya know what... he IS still here... with ME! If I sound amazed at that, I guess it's because I really am. I guess I never feel worthy of someone sticking with me through the things he has. When my Dad died, he was my rock. When I was adjusting to life without him (my Dad), he was my rock. When my Mother became deathly ill and wasn't expected to make through the present night, he was my rock! When I was nursing her back to health the whole next year, he was my rock! He NEVER failed me, not ONCE! He's proven himself to me over and over again. As much as I'd like to say he didn't HAVE to prove himself, I guess he really did have to. Not that I ever consciously knew that he needed to. Regardless of whether he had to or not... he has... over and over and over again!

He's been right there for me too with many issues with my son. Through all his seizure problems clear through the recent diagnosis of Glaucoma. (And many more problems inbetween!) He's such an amazing man who knows me so well, better than I know myself. I never thought this was possible, but he's showed me it is. I now KNOW that he will be there whatever arises, be it good or be it bad. His love for me IS truly unconditional, just as he's always told me it would be.

I can't even begin to touch on what this man has done for me in the few short years I've known him, and keep this blog post down to where one could read it in a reasonable amount of time. This is just some of the bigger stuff that's he's been by my side through, and I felt compelled to write about after reading old emails and reflecting on old phone conversations and old face to face talks. Only he knows what it means to me and what exactly he has done for me because I could never put it into the right words for you all to understand.


I thank you hon, for always walking by my side, guiding me, protecting me, urging me, nurturing me, loving me, being my rock, and picking up my pieces when I was broke! I love you more and more each day, more than the day I finally realized that I was actually in love with you. Thank you for being the strong yet gentle, loving, firm handed man you are, and thanks for being MINE, always supporting me no matter what I'm doing or going through.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

100 Things About me... Us (Spanko Version)

Naughty_one has inspired me to follow in her footsteps and do a 100 things about me... spanko version.

I started a vanilla version many “moons” ago, but never finished it. Isn’t that a spankable offense? *grin*

Anyway, here it is.

100 Things About Me (Us)... Spanko Version

  1. My first spanking was from a friend’s brother when I was around the age of 9, for none other than being a brat towards him. The rest is history.

  2. I purposely bratted the hell out of him from that day on.

  3. He never let me down on delivering a playful spanking from that day on.

  4. When he was going to spank me he ALWAYS said, “I’m going to turn you over my knee and spank your bottom!” So of course that is a “trigger” for me.

  5. The hardest spanking I remember from him was on my 14th birthday. There was something different about that spanking. He had a stern tone in his voice when he spoke. I knew there was something about him spanking me that I liked, even before that day, but that day I think he woke up the monster, the NEED for that disciplinarian in my life.

  6. I was never spanked by my parents; my father was a physically abused child growing up and vowed he would never “hit” his children, thus never being spanked by my parents.
  7. I was lovingly spanked by my aunt and uncle where I spent a great deal of time misbehaving while growing up.
  8. The first time Guy ever spanked me; we sat outside a Borders Books beforehand, and talked about our intentions for what seemed like hours. I continuously stared at the ground, and he was continuously lifting my chin, making me look him in the eyes.

  9. Before we even talked about spanking that day, we roamed around the bookstore forever, me being more nervous than he’d ever imagined.

  10. When we started our spanking relationship, we never dreamed we’d end up falling in love.

  11. The day Guy spanked me for the first time was the birthday of my cousin and dearest friend who passed away at the young age of 26.

  12. We had only talked for a little over a month before he spanked me that day. We first exchanged emails on May 22nd, 2002.

  13. I was spanked for real issues that day, and VERY hard.

  14. I wore a cream colored sundress and sandals.

  15. Guy and I understood each other’s need for spanking from the very first time we spoke.

  16. Guy and I met through Spanking.com.

  17. The first time we met there were no expectations for either of us. We said we’d just see if we “clicked”, and man o man, did we ever click!

  18. Guy and I both have an incredible fondness for thunderstorms. The day we met, and the day he first spanked me for the very first time, we shared the most spectacular thunderstorm I’ve ever encountered.

  19. Guy and regular spankings (at that time) came into my life at a time when I needed them both most.

  20. Even though at times I don’t think so, Guy is a very fair, understanding and loving spankerman.

  21. We use spanking for both discipline and play.

  22. I am a total brat at times. (I know, I know, hard to believe! *grin*)

  23. I have a bedtime which I totally HATE.

  24. My bedtime is 10:00, which is VERY rarely ever swayed.

  25. I don’t get to stay up late on non-school nights very often at all.

  26. I have major sleep problems, and after a sound spanking I USUALLY sleep like a log.

  27. One of my rules is that I must ALWAYS share my TRUE heart with Guy. Failing to do so results in a no nonsense, intense, fiery, bare bottomed spanking.

  28. I’ve been spanked for this infraction numerous times, as well as the bedtime thing. However, I do much better with the bedtime thing now and only somewhat better with sharing my true heart.

  29. My favorite spanking position is OTK. I like the intimacy it brings.

  30. My favorite implement is Guy’s hand. It’s more personal.

  31. I hate being bent over the back of a chair for true punishment.

  32. When I’m punished I always have to do corner time.

  33. Being yanked up from the sitting position, swung around, and having my behind swatted freaks me out in both good and bad ways. It is “swoony”, (to coin naughty_one's phrase) on one hand, and definitely an attention getter when he needs to get a point across.

  34. I have never been caned.

  35. I have NO desire to be caned.

  36. I’ve had a switch used on me SEVERAL times.

  37. The belt freaks me out, but Guy uses it on me and I’m learning to deal with that better.

  38. The sound of a belt being whisked through the loops is definitely swoony material.

  39. We have several paddles, Fred & Ginger, the CB paddle, a thin, small pizza paddle type paddle, a couple hairbrushes, wooden spoons, a very stingy fly swatter, and some implements I don’t even know what to call them. LOL

  40. I’ve been swatted in public by Guy, but not more than one or two swats.

  41. Before Guy, a friend of mines husband spanked me regularly. (My friend that was in the car accident) He’s a scary scary man!!! LOL!

  42. I’ve been switched by this same man in a parking lot at night time with my bottom bared.

  43. I’ve been dragged out of a restaurant by the elbow, being told I was going to get a spanking, with several heads turning.

  44. I’ve been spanked in a police car. LOL! (I can just hear all your wheels turning now)

  45. I’ve been spanked by a cop. (wheel’s turning more are they? LOL)

  46. I’ve been spanked in the back of a regular car too.

  47. I’ve been spanked in darkened hallway of a mall. NOT bare bottomed.

  48. I’ve been given several swats at one time at a baseball game.

  49. I’ve been threatened with a spanking in front of non-spanko types.

  50. My best friend (a girl and a non-spanko) has threatened to spank me.

  51. My friend that was in the car accident has spanked me.

  52. I have several real time friends that I have “come out” to that turned out to be spankos as well.

  53. I’ve been spanked in front of someone else that was being spanked at the same time.

  54. I’ve been spanked in a barn. LOL!

  55. I have asked a total stranger if they are a spanko. LOL!

  56. I’ve was spanked by several different boyfriends as a teenager that probably had no idea I was a spanko, and it was never discussed.

  57. I’ve been spanked in the woods.

  58. I’ve been spanked on a hiking trip.

  59. I’ve been spanked in a boat... yes, on the water.

  60. I love it when Guy calls me his little one.

  61. The term “little girl” makes me suck in my breath.

  62. “Young Lady” makes me suck in my breath just as much.

  63. I HATE when Guy makes me choose an implement.

  64. It is VERY hard for me to go over Guy’s knee when told to during a true punishment spanking. He usually has to drag me over his knee.

  65. I’ve been spanked over a wet bathing suit. Ouchie!

  66. I’ve been spanked on a wet, bare behind. (Can you say ouchie again?)

  67. I’ve been spanked in the rain.

  68. Being swatted while standing in the corner, with Guy breathing down my neck, scolding me is both swoony and quite effective during discipline sessions.

  69. Guy used to make me keep a journal of thoughts, feelings, infractions and etc. in our early days.

  70. I love how Guy tenderly applies lotion to my burning backside after a spanking.

  71. I never feel closer to Guy than I do right after a good sound spanking.

  72. I’ve never used my safeword. (Not sure I even remember it! Hmmm, what the heck is it? Sheesh)

  73. I can’t BELIEVE I don’t even remember my safeword.

  74. I wonder if #73 is a spankable offense.

  75. Guy has threatened to pull the car over and spank me, but he’s never actually done it. ;) He says he’s going to sometime though.

  76. I don’t think I’ve ever actually asked Guy to truly punish me.

  77. Being spanked while Guy is standing and him bending me over his thigh is VERY swoony stuff.

  78. I have never been restrained during a spanking, other than my arms or legs being pinned by Guy’s hand or his legs.

  79. I’ve never been blindfolded.

  80. Not sure I want to be blindfolded either!

  81. I have a love/hate relationship with bedtime spankings.

  82. There’s just something to be said for going out to dinner and sitting on a freshly spanked behind.

  83. It is VERY difficult for me to cry during a spanking.

  84. I wish I could cry easier during a spanking.

  85. I feel so much better after I cry from a spanking.

  86. I feel better from a spanking, period!

  87. I get in trouble for shrugging or saying “I dunno” when asked a question.

  88. A few of Guy’s favorite phrases are, “Understood?” “Got it?” “And that’s the word with the bark on it!” “Little girl!” “Young lady!” “I’m going to blister your ass!” (or bottom, or behind) “Do it now!” “Just do it!” “Don’t make me tell you again!” “Pay attention!” There are MANY MANY more.

  89. When being punished I absolutely hate being made to admit I need a spanking or to admit that I’ve been naughty.

  90. When being put in the corner I am usually being dragged there by the elbow, and/or being swatted all the way.

  91. It’s inevitable for me not to try to throw my hands back and cover my bottom at some point during a spanking.

  92. #90 will usually result in more or harder spanking.

  93. I revel (well, again, a love/hate thing) in the look in Guy’s eyes before he spanks me.

  94. The words before, during and after he spanks me are very important!

  95. Guy doesn’t demand I wear anything specific when he’s going to spank me.

  96. When we get together he may ASK that I wear a dress or certain color panties, (if I wear any at ALL!) but not just to be spanked in.

  97. I will usually ask him if there is anything special he’d like me to wear when we get together.

  98. I love being told I’m a good girl.

  99. We have a bath brush that’s been used on my bottom MAYBE one time. (Thank GOD!)
  100. I am more of a discipline type spanko, but heck, I’ll take any kind! *grin*

    Well, there ya have it folks. I was all over the place with this, I know. Just jotted them down as I thought of them. There’s really so much more that I could add here. I was surprised.

    I hope others will join in. It would be interesting to read others. Thanks naughty_one for inspiring this. To read her very interesting list just click here.

    Happy Hump Day!

Monday, January 09, 2006

Sexy Name Decoder

Luscious Ideal Temptress Tirelessly Luxuriating in Erotic Orgasms and Naughty Embraces

Click on the image to have your own name decoded. :)

I have nothing else to offer in good spanky writings yet, so I shamelessly post a "filler" post. My life (or lack thereof) is soooo boring.... LOL!

Happy (is there such a thing) Monday folks. :)

Thursday, January 05, 2006


...I'm sorry to say I have complete writer's block for part four of my story. I've started it numerous times, even been working on it this morning, and just can't be happy with it. I know where I want to go with it, but the words just aren't there. Sheesh, I hate when that happens. I'm sorry for keeping our readers in waiting. *sighs*

I think Guy should write one while I'm trying to get it together. *grin* Whatcha say there sweet spankerman of mine? Gonna bail me out here for the time being or let our readers continue to be bored to tears? *weg*

Help me out here people! Tell him it's HIS turn to grace us with his writing expertise again!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

what a geek

well now... i hope you enjoy all the foolishness of changing the "look"... what can i say... i'm a hopeless geek with a new software toy that creates all these animations too easily... changing the fool template is another thing all together... now that's a challenge for a fellow who reads documentation only on demand (grins)...

we're going to have to buckle down some and do some real spanking content... give us some time... all in good fun, and again...

hpny... g

A Thank You and Happiest of New Year Wishes

I just wanted to say I hope everyone had the happiest of New Years. I hope all were safe and were able to bring in the New Year with the one they love. Some aren't that lucky. Realize what you have when you have it, and be thankful for it.

I've still been slack on reading and commenting on the blogs, and even on my own. I guess things aren't returning to normal as much as I thought they were yet. Slowly they will, I'm hopeful.

Thank you to everyone that stopped by to wish us Happy New Year. I hope each and everyone of our readers have a year filled with peace, love and happiness. Thank you to all the friends I've met through this blog. Each of you have brought something special to my life. Through you I have learned so much.... so much about each one of you... and through you I've even learned more about me. You're all special people and I'm grateful to know you.

I got a phone call yesterday that my Goddaughter is walking and talking... FINALLY!!! YIPPPPEEEEEEEE!!! She still has SO far to go yet, but it's a start. What a New Year's gift huh? I'm so relieved and thankful!!! I wish you could have heard her Dad on the phone. In all the years I've known him I've never heard him cry so many happy tears. Then her brother got on the phone and cried just as much. All her Mom could do was cry... she couldn't even talk to me. They are such special people, and I miss them so.