An Autumnal Ramble

Hi friends and happy fall!

There are several kinds of posts that I share on this blog. These include stories, observations, letters, and news. Since I’ve been absent for a while, this post is going to be a little bit of everything.

I celebrated a non-milestone birthday in September. When my birthday falls on our regular spanking night, there must be two spankings. Or so I am told. Fortunately, my dear Randy used a favorite leather paddle that left me feeling warm and toasty. That was the first one anyway. The nightcap involved wood and was considerably less comfy. But it was a fine percussive birthday celebration.

As much as I’d like to ignore the implications of these mounting years, there’s no denying that we are getting old(er). The prospect of watching our energy, our lifestyle, and ultimately our lives slip away gnaws at me. There is no appeal and only one way out. Yet for now, Randy and I are mostly healthy and the compromises we’ve made are minor. We are very much aware that each day together is precious.

Four days before my birthday was the thirteenth anniversary of my first MBS post. Back then, I was searching for a way to share my spanking stories with the world. I guess I found it, and a whole lot more.

I’ve spent a lot of time lately weeding the unruly garden I call blogrolls. I use an automated link checker site to identify links that no longer valid. To my dismay, I discovered recently that it doesn’t always tell me about many blogs that are deleted, private, or have no content. So I returned to manual checks. Should you find bad links, I would greatly appreciate learning about them.

I still receive interesting messages, even though I don’t post very often. Some people want my advice (I don’t know where you can find a woman to spank you) or just want to be my friend (Hi!). Others wonder if we’re still spanking (we are). Most of the time, I’m pleased to talk with readers.

Some questions, though, make me wonder:

your rear end is gorgeous.Has it changed at all?

If I told you that my bottom is exactly the same size and shape it was when I was twenty, you wouldn’t believe me. So I won’t say that.

Diving into deeper waters, there’s this:

Would Randy ever open a fansonly site with spanking pics and vids of you? Since only private subscribers can see, your frends & family would never know?? You could make good income

Uh, no. Even for readers who say they want to see that, I have to think it would become monotonous fairly quickly.

Meanwhile, we have FetLife:

I'd love to spank you.

May I please spank you sometime?

I see that you like to be spanked. I love to give spankings. Perhaps we can get together and help each other out.

My FL profile says, “I am a straight monogamous spanko bottom. I enjoy talking with like-minded friends, but I play only with my husband.” I think these words are very clear, but only when people read them.

Randy’s latest video project involves interviewing me on camera before and after spankings. He asks many questions (How do spankings make you feel? They make my butt hurt). Sometimes, I start giggling in the middle of it. That, of course, leads to more spankings for me to talk about. It’s a vicious cycle.

In other news, our daughter recently moved much closer to us. We now get to see our sweet granddaughter almost every week. We have so much to discuss.

I guess that’s enough for now. May your harvest be bountiful.