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carvelicecreamcake
Our wedding cake.

You know we’re both out of it when we don’t even remember it’s our anniversary after we’ve been going on and on about it. Last night I moved over to snuggle with Lion and soon I heard his little snores. I didn’t move so I wouldn’t wake him up and then I was snoozing right along with him. This morning we were both having trouble functioning. At the same time, we both had an aha moment and wished each other a happy anniversary.

It’s been a rough week. Lion has had doctors appointments. We’ve been dealing with the logistics of moving. The old landlord wants her realtor friend to inspect the house to see what needs to be done for the sale. We’ve been exhausted. It’s the perfect storm.

I did snap at Lion the other night about packing. He said I need to get moving and I told him I can’t be with him watching TV if I’m supposed to be packing somewhere else in the house. It’s stress. I just need to pack and be done with it. We’re both adults. We can make it through this.

As Lion has said in a few posts, we met online August 13. Three days later we met in person. Neither of us was looking for anything serious. Even after I moved in, we swore we didn’t want to get married. We were committed to each other. What difference would a piece of paper make? A few years later, Lion got a good job and wanted to put me on his insurance. He also wanted to make sure we’d each be able to have a say in the medical care of the other.

I had four days off from work. Lion said, “We should get married.” on Friday. (Isn’t he a smooth operator with such a romantic proposal?) We got the marriage license, but had to wait 24 hours to get married. Of course, no justice of the peace was open on the weekend so that meant Monday. I called around on Monday and found a JOP willing to marry us. We yanked the secretary out of her office to be our witness. With an ice cream cake for a wedding cake, we were all set. And we were back to work the next day.

I like to tease Lion about his “proposal” and the fact that we never really had a honeymoon. The truth is, any trip we’ve ever taken could count as our honeymoon. While I didn’t need to get married to know Lion is stuck with me, it’s wonderful to be married to him. I told Lion we should do fourteen more years together. I’m ready!

[Lion — Only 14 more years?]

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In: Punishment, Mrs Lion Comments

I have a friend whose husband is dealing with a very serious illness. Well, more to the point, he’s not dealing with and he’s taking it out on her. She told me this morning they went to therapy a few years ago and the therapist counseled her to tell him she’s put a box around him representing the behavior she’ll deal with. Anything outside the box gets him zapped.; metaphorically, of course. She has no idea that Lion sometimes actually wears a shock collar around his balls. Come to think of it, he hasn’t worn that shock collar in quite a while. Mental note to have Lion recharge the collar.

Her point was that all the stressors of moving and his various health problems are something we both need to deal with. Even though the health issues are obviously more personal to him, I’m the one taking on the extra weight of day to day activities plus my own fears about his health. And we’re both stressing about moving, although perhaps for different reasons at different times. Lion needs to know that I’m going through the same issues and he needs to watch his Ps and Qs. Or else.

Luckily, we already have our “or else” in place. And I am starting to use it. Last week when he yelled about being left alone in the middle of the lawn, I yelled back. No, I didn’t give him any additional punishment. I think yelling back was a good first step. I growled. I didn’t whomp him with my big paw. The paw and a bite on the ass are coming, I’m sure.

The other night, when I spanked Lion, he said it was the best/worst spanking he’s gotten so far from me. He thought I hit harder and, perhaps, with more purpose. I can neither confirm nor deny this. I don’t know that I was hitting harder. I don’t know that I was hitting with purpose. These things are highly subjective. Sometimes I think I’m hitting harder and he seems like he didn’t feel it. Other times I think I didn’t hit hard but he has bruises. Go figure. As long as the point gets across, that’s all that matters.

Tonight will be his last punishment. I won’t make any predictions about how long he’ll make it. That didn’t work very well for him last time. I’ll just say that I hope he’s learned his lesson. Maybe he’ll stay inside the box.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments, Nudity
lion naked on the deck
Lion won’t be able to do this at our new house. Here he is able to be bare on the deck without risk of public discovery.

Lion says I shouldn’t take offense to his falling asleep while I’m playing with him. He says it feels so good, it lulls him to sleep. I don’t really take offense. I just tease him about it. It’s obviously not the effect I was looking for, but I get it. I’ve known for a while that rubbing his balls will knock him out.

We both need to figure out how to sleep better. I don’t think there’s really a reason we have trouble, so I can’t say the new house will make any difference. I’m sure it will take a bit to get used to the noises of the neighborhood: new dogs barking, a stupid rooster crowing. Lion was not at all happy when he heard it in the middle of the day. But we’ve been going to RV parks long enough to know that external sounds aren’t really a problem for us.

While we try to figure out what furniture goes where, the best news is that there are no stairs in our new house. There’s a tiny (maybe three inch) step into the bedroom. Wherever we set up the waxing will be more convenient. If we put up the sling, it will be more convenient. Laundry won’t be up and down the stairs. We’ll probably be sharing an office. I won’t have far to go to get my fix of naked Lion.

That may be a problem. We’re relatively close to the house on one side. How much naked Lion butt will they be able to see through windows? As you know, I’m very protective of my naked Lion butt. It’s for my eyes only. Well, I allow pictures to be shared, but live naked Lion butt is reserved for me. Once we get in the house and life returns to normal, we can assess the situation. I may have to change the rule. We’ll see.

I know neither one of us will be able to go out the front door naked, as I did this morning to bring in the Amazon Fresh order. The new porch is about thirty feet from the road. Passing motorists and pedestrians might get more than they bargained for on their commute or walk.

[Lion — It isn’t that bad. The windows are about 4 feet from the floor. Someone would have to be directly outside on a step ladder peeking in to see my naked butt. There is a dense, 4 foot hedge in front of the house. I do think we would be potentially visible to a passing motorist or jogger, but an occasional quick trip to the front porch probably isn’t too risky.]

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In: Lion's Journal, Mrs Lion Comments
long handle stirrer paddle
This is the industrial-sized stirrer I found when cleaning out my closet. The long handle will give me a lot of power.

We went through Lion’s side of the closet yesterday. Today is my turn. His side netted three bags for donation and a box of clothes that can be moved right away. So far, I have three bags and I haven’t gone through shoes. I also have a box and a half of clothes that can be moved right away. It’s amazing to me how much stuff we’ve accumulated. And how much dust is on that stuff. Clearly, we don’t need those things if they have that much dust on them. Time to pare things down.

lion's bare rear modelling paddle
You can see that this found toy has a nice, large striking face. Lion will certainly feel every swat! This is one of my favorite views of Lion.
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I did find an interesting paddle on my shelf. I forgot we even had it. Technically, it’s a wooden stirrer made for food service. However, like many things it can be used for kinky purposes. I don’t remember ever using it. Maybe it wasn’t really purchased for use. It might be one of those things that is brought out as a threat. “Don’t make me use this on you!” Lion models it for you (image, left).

It would certainly deliver a strong message. I’d need lots of practice to be able to perfect my aim. I’m not suggesting I’d practice on Lion. Any errant blows could cause serious harm. I think I’d practice on a pillow first. But, as I said, it might not ever be for human consumption.

Given the fact that I found clothes I completely forgot about, I’m interested to see what else I find while I pack things up. Maybe I have other paddles that I used to like, but have fallen behind something or have been packed up when we had a visitor. Packing might be fun if I approach it as a treasure hunt. Lion’s butt might not be too happy with the treasure, but that’s another matter. Of course, there are the more mundane things that will show up, like the spring form pans I was looking for when I wanted to make cheesecake. I know they’re here somewhere!