Hello Ladies and gentleman,
I will tell you right from the start, I feel horrible at the moment. My knees are aching something awful. Weird weather has that affect. For those that don't know, I have a neurological disorder. I won't get detailed here. Will any answer any questions at another time.
Does anyone else here deal with face book? (Yes Daisy, I know you do). Being as I am trying to distract myself, getting lost in a stupid game, it is quite annoying that there is no privacy there. Fact of the matter is, I HATE FACE BOOK. What if I want to chat with 1 person or god forbid, waste some time playing a game??? No can do there. Whenever you are on face book, everyone else knows you are there. Seeing you there, people want to chat or add you to apps or some crazy shit. No one seems to understand that you could possibly be busy. Everyone is offended if you dont respond. I know, it is a social network but there is such a thing as TOO BLOODY SOCIAL.
Not to be mean or anti-social, I am not giving out my face book here. I am just curious. Anyone else here have the same kind of troubles? Face book, My Space?
Another Subject, no ranting.....
Things are very SLOWLY progressing. I am gathering yet more info so that I might actually get a passport. Gee, then I get to start battling for my VISA. Total proof I love my Daisy, no one else is worth this much effort.
Sorry for ranting. Peace to all
As always, Love to my beautiful wife Daisy
Davey
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A bit more info
As you may have read on Daisy's Blog, She and I recently had a battle of wills. Well a battle of wills and paddles and such. I have to say, Daisy did a fine job telling the tale. I just think I should explain a few things.
First, she was amazingly accurate with the stress thing.
We spend as much time as possible together. Sadly for us "Together" is via phone and computer. No matter how loving and understanding 2 people are, it's not the same. Insecurities creep in, an answer given that is either vague or not completely understood can cause so many problems. Both Daisy and I are really good at handling the situation 9 out of 10 times....That tenth time is usually a lulu.
As the computer and phone are our only means of togetherness, Hanging up and shutting down are really hurtful things to do. 1 or the other gets the point across. If you get mad at your partner and storm out of the room, you are still together and communication is still possible. I am a firm believer that calm rational talk is possible in almost any situation. Sometimes Daisy has a problem with that.
Her behavior on that particular day really hit all the buttons needed to cancel my usual ideas on that calm nonsense... What Daisy did not say, probably out of respect is that when we were together we had a fight. I did something very un-Davey . I lost my temper and spanked her out of complete anger. I spanked her well past tears and I swore I would never do that again. I try not to make many promises therefore I really try hard to keep the ones I do make.
That is why, when my initial spank had no apparent effect, I stopped. My temper was rising and I knew that if I continued I could break her stoic affect but I was not sure that would be enough. Out of love for my wife, I stopped.
Stupidly, I could not tell her that at the moment, guess I saw it as a weakness on my part. So I said exactly what she quoted.
Between then and when we next talked I had time to calm and think. I looked at all our pictures reread some letters and reminded myself that she is my world. Ordinarily I would insert a joke about the Hero rising and taking control of the situation. There was nothing funny about the situation. I know, a punishment spank is a common thing in this world. If we were together, I can handle that. A phone spank is harder. I made up my mind although it hurt me as much as her, just in different ways. TO THE SPANKEES: IT REALLY CAN HURT US AS MUCH. IT IS A MENTAL THING.
When next we spoke I was ready. I know my wife and I know her well. The spank that she got that night may seem cruel to some but it was dealt with love and an even temper. True, it was longer than usual and I very rarely bring out the spoon. It was needed. Sometimes you have to take it past the usual, into new frontiers in order to make a point. MACHO MAN Davey refused to show the tears or how bad it hurt. I was well aware that she has our safeword if I went too far. When I was angry, I forgot all about her having that, though if she had used it, of course I would have honored it.
Yes, I did continue to "top up" her spanks after that. It is very important to maintain a Base....Where her bottom does not require a massive spank in order to feel it.
I love my wife more than I ever thought possible. Other than the separation, our biggest problem is rational VS irrational thought. I can not and will not allow her to become her irrational self.
Hopefully, we will be together soon and this will all be a thing of the past. Until then, I will have to continue to be as strong as I can be.
Alright, now for something completely different. (all honors to Monty python)
LOL...Love our lurkers.
To anyone who reads this and is shy about commenting, please go ahead and say HI. I know, it can be scary making that first move but you'll be surprised how friendly people are. If you have a problem with what you read, constructive criticism is always welcome. Obviously, friendly comments are preferred.
OK...
As always, Much love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Peace,
Davey
First, she was amazingly accurate with the stress thing.
We spend as much time as possible together. Sadly for us "Together" is via phone and computer. No matter how loving and understanding 2 people are, it's not the same. Insecurities creep in, an answer given that is either vague or not completely understood can cause so many problems. Both Daisy and I are really good at handling the situation 9 out of 10 times....That tenth time is usually a lulu.
As the computer and phone are our only means of togetherness, Hanging up and shutting down are really hurtful things to do. 1 or the other gets the point across. If you get mad at your partner and storm out of the room, you are still together and communication is still possible. I am a firm believer that calm rational talk is possible in almost any situation. Sometimes Daisy has a problem with that.
Her behavior on that particular day really hit all the buttons needed to cancel my usual ideas on that calm nonsense... What Daisy did not say, probably out of respect is that when we were together we had a fight. I did something very un-Davey . I lost my temper and spanked her out of complete anger. I spanked her well past tears and I swore I would never do that again. I try not to make many promises therefore I really try hard to keep the ones I do make.
That is why, when my initial spank had no apparent effect, I stopped. My temper was rising and I knew that if I continued I could break her stoic affect but I was not sure that would be enough. Out of love for my wife, I stopped.
Stupidly, I could not tell her that at the moment, guess I saw it as a weakness on my part. So I said exactly what she quoted.
Between then and when we next talked I had time to calm and think. I looked at all our pictures reread some letters and reminded myself that she is my world. Ordinarily I would insert a joke about the Hero rising and taking control of the situation. There was nothing funny about the situation. I know, a punishment spank is a common thing in this world. If we were together, I can handle that. A phone spank is harder. I made up my mind although it hurt me as much as her, just in different ways. TO THE SPANKEES: IT REALLY CAN HURT US AS MUCH. IT IS A MENTAL THING.
When next we spoke I was ready. I know my wife and I know her well. The spank that she got that night may seem cruel to some but it was dealt with love and an even temper. True, it was longer than usual and I very rarely bring out the spoon. It was needed. Sometimes you have to take it past the usual, into new frontiers in order to make a point. MACHO MAN Davey refused to show the tears or how bad it hurt. I was well aware that she has our safeword if I went too far. When I was angry, I forgot all about her having that, though if she had used it, of course I would have honored it.
Yes, I did continue to "top up" her spanks after that. It is very important to maintain a Base....Where her bottom does not require a massive spank in order to feel it.
I love my wife more than I ever thought possible. Other than the separation, our biggest problem is rational VS irrational thought. I can not and will not allow her to become her irrational self.
Hopefully, we will be together soon and this will all be a thing of the past. Until then, I will have to continue to be as strong as I can be.
Alright, now for something completely different. (all honors to Monty python)
LOL...Love our lurkers.
To anyone who reads this and is shy about commenting, please go ahead and say HI. I know, it can be scary making that first move but you'll be surprised how friendly people are. If you have a problem with what you read, constructive criticism is always welcome. Obviously, friendly comments are preferred.
OK...
As always, Much love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Peace,
Davey
Monday, October 12, 2009
Just a quickie
HI Folks,
1st I hope all have been well in my absence. Sorry it was so long. Really haven't felt much like writing and I have been busy doing other things.
2nd, I know they were not much but I really hoped those ancient cartoons would draw more interest then they did. LOL Come on, admit it they were cool.
3rd, I am almost positive there will be a new post on here in the next day or so. It will be real not another fill in the blank type thing. I hope there will still be someone left out there to read it.
Peace and happiness, Love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
1st I hope all have been well in my absence. Sorry it was so long. Really haven't felt much like writing and I have been busy doing other things.
2nd, I know they were not much but I really hoped those ancient cartoons would draw more interest then they did. LOL Come on, admit it they were cool.
3rd, I am almost positive there will be a new post on here in the next day or so. It will be real not another fill in the blank type thing. I hope there will still be someone left out there to read it.
Peace and happiness, Love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
Monday, September 28, 2009
Like the videos
Well. since Daisy taught me how to do this, I figured I should have Spidey represented.
I promise I will come up with an original entry soon. In the mean time, I seem to have taken a trip down memory lane. Granted, compared to today, these were low budget and poorly produced cartoons. Forgive me for being old,,,LOL these were the cartoons that made me a happy child. Anyone else remember these? I know they are American but I am sure they have been shown other places...
Much love to my wife Daisy
Peace & Joy
Davey
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
SUNDAY JOKETIME
Why females should avoid a girls night out after they are married...
The other night I was invited out for a night with the "girls."
I told my husband that I would be home by midnight,
"I promise!"
Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.
Even when totally smashed ...
3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals = 12 Cuckoos - MIDNIGHT!
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in ... I told him
"MIDNIGHT"
.... He didn't seem pissed off in the least.
Whew ... I got away with that one!
Then he said
"We need a new cuckoo clock."
When I asked him why, he said,
"Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said "oh sh_t....", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted".
The other night I was invited out for a night with the "girls."
I told my husband that I would be home by midnight,
"I promise!"
Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him.
Even when totally smashed ...
3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals = 12 Cuckoos - MIDNIGHT!
The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in ... I told him
"MIDNIGHT"
.... He didn't seem pissed off in the least.
Whew ... I got away with that one!
Then he said
"We need a new cuckoo clock."
When I asked him why, he said,
"Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said "oh sh_t....", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted".
Monday, September 14, 2009
The Games we play
Hello Kind peoples,
As all of you know, Daisy and I have to continue to find ways to keep entertained, keep the excitement going during a long separation. One of my favorite ways has always been playing pool on yahoo. Although that is a great game, after awhile it started to lose interest. I don't know if you all realize this but my girl has a great imagination. It was her idea to combine pool with a game we used to play...20 questions Have you ever played that? 20 questions is a great way to get to know your partner. It does require a bit of trust to start because the answers have to be honest. Daisy and I actually played that before pool but as with everything, it needed variation. Kind of hard to come up with 20 questions everyday. So, Daisy's idea was to combine the 2. Whoever wins is owed a question. If you sink the black early, 2 questions. If on a very freak chance, you manage to sink the black on break....Well, it varies 3-5 questions. This may sound a little boring but it's not. We have spent enough "real world" time to know what ideas and questions to pursue. Without details, I have heard some very worried sounds in her voice at various answers. She on the other hand is constantly trying to frustrate my efforts to "help " her behave. LOL It is strange. When we first started with questions, some of them were VERY wild, erotic but so very far from reality. The more time we have spent together both on-line and during our visits, the more realistic the questions have become. To be honest, the more realistic the questions, the sexier they become. In fantasy, it's a lot of fun to talk about things that are just not possible. In reality, getting to know the deep dark truths is really so much more erotic.
Now, to be honest, not all questions are of a spank or sexual nature. A lot of "how would you handle " type questions. Although not very "HOT" these mean a lot to me as well. Forewarned is forearmed LOL.
I think the best part of these QUESTIONS games comes when you are pressed for a Q all the obvious ones having been asked, you accidentally discover little facts that are really good to know.
The newest Variation on Pool is to play for spanks. Most probably know that for now, we have an "on cam" spank thing going. So, when Daisy is feeling brave, we play for spanks. Start with a set number of total spanks (to each side of course) and play from there. Sinking the black on the break in this game is worth 100....(when it happens, will be a very happy day for 1 of us.) If I sink the black when I am supposed to, it adds 10. She does, it subtracts 10. Sinking it out of order is 15. Have only played this version a few times. I think my dear wife has already learned a valued lesson.... The first time we played, I had a bad day. Lost every game till we got to 0 spanks. I refuse to play into the negative but I offered a double or nothing match. She agreed and I won...I doubt she will ever say it again.
OK, sorry if this was boring but these things are actually fun and can be adapted by you lucky folk that are actually together.
Take care, be good to each other.....
Much love to Daisy,
Davey
P.S. Oh, by the way, we have added a new twist to the game. Watch Daisy's blog for a future entry.....
As all of you know, Daisy and I have to continue to find ways to keep entertained, keep the excitement going during a long separation. One of my favorite ways has always been playing pool on yahoo. Although that is a great game, after awhile it started to lose interest. I don't know if you all realize this but my girl has a great imagination. It was her idea to combine pool with a game we used to play...20 questions Have you ever played that? 20 questions is a great way to get to know your partner. It does require a bit of trust to start because the answers have to be honest. Daisy and I actually played that before pool but as with everything, it needed variation. Kind of hard to come up with 20 questions everyday. So, Daisy's idea was to combine the 2. Whoever wins is owed a question. If you sink the black early, 2 questions. If on a very freak chance, you manage to sink the black on break....Well, it varies 3-5 questions. This may sound a little boring but it's not. We have spent enough "real world" time to know what ideas and questions to pursue. Without details, I have heard some very worried sounds in her voice at various answers. She on the other hand is constantly trying to frustrate my efforts to "help " her behave. LOL It is strange. When we first started with questions, some of them were VERY wild, erotic but so very far from reality. The more time we have spent together both on-line and during our visits, the more realistic the questions have become. To be honest, the more realistic the questions, the sexier they become. In fantasy, it's a lot of fun to talk about things that are just not possible. In reality, getting to know the deep dark truths is really so much more erotic.
Now, to be honest, not all questions are of a spank or sexual nature. A lot of "how would you handle " type questions. Although not very "HOT" these mean a lot to me as well. Forewarned is forearmed LOL.
I think the best part of these QUESTIONS games comes when you are pressed for a Q all the obvious ones having been asked, you accidentally discover little facts that are really good to know.
The newest Variation on Pool is to play for spanks. Most probably know that for now, we have an "on cam" spank thing going. So, when Daisy is feeling brave, we play for spanks. Start with a set number of total spanks (to each side of course) and play from there. Sinking the black on the break in this game is worth 100....(when it happens, will be a very happy day for 1 of us.) If I sink the black when I am supposed to, it adds 10. She does, it subtracts 10. Sinking it out of order is 15. Have only played this version a few times. I think my dear wife has already learned a valued lesson.... The first time we played, I had a bad day. Lost every game till we got to 0 spanks. I refuse to play into the negative but I offered a double or nothing match. She agreed and I won...I doubt she will ever say it again.
OK, sorry if this was boring but these things are actually fun and can be adapted by you lucky folk that are actually together.
Take care, be good to each other.....
Much love to Daisy,
Davey
P.S. Oh, by the way, we have added a new twist to the game. Watch Daisy's blog for a future entry.....
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sorry
I want to apologize to anyone who read the the now deleted post. I was having a very bad emotional night and I acted foolish and wrote a good bye post. After thinking about it awhile I realize that was foolish. I am sorry if it offended anyone. So, Meow yes, I am saying it aint so...LOL
Much love to my beautiful wife
Happiness to all
Davey
Much love to my beautiful wife
Happiness to all
Davey
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Daisy
Hello peoples,
As I sit here waiting for Daisy to get home, it dawned on me that I really do truly love that woman of mine. SPOILER ALERT: THIS IS A SAPPY BLOG ENTRY
I just visited Penfolds sight and I commented on the spanking question posed by Bear. It really reminded me how badly I am missing my wife. We have had very few occasions for the spank I described to take place. In order for it to happen, the couple has to be comfortable and unrushed. When the only time you have is measured in days other than years, it is hard to be really relaxed.
For those who didn't see the spank I described, it was much like Bear mentioned. Watching a movie with Daisy over my lap. Tickling and rubbing her ass (or as I prefer MY TARGET AREA) with an occasional couple of stings. Doing this for the length of a movie will undoubtedly Have us both on edge. It is a perfect lead up to a real spank and some of the greatest release of sexual tension ever.
My favorite spanks are always the "good girl" or "Just because" types. I love them to have an aspect of fun involved. Without getting to graphic, Fun spanks always lead to wonderful out comes.
Sorry, my mind tends to wander sometimes. I am going to "Borrow from Bear and Penfold" Please tell me of an unusual or favorite spank? Unique position? Interesting or special utensil? I know some of this will seem "Old" to a few but forgive me, I am still catching up in some ways.
Someday, hopefully soon, I will get home and we wont have to dream of spanks..Until then, we have memories and imagination.
Much love to my beautiful wife....
Peace and love,
Davey
As I sit here waiting for Daisy to get home, it dawned on me that I really do truly love that woman of mine. SPOILER ALERT: THIS IS A SAPPY BLOG ENTRY
I just visited Penfolds sight and I commented on the spanking question posed by Bear. It really reminded me how badly I am missing my wife. We have had very few occasions for the spank I described to take place. In order for it to happen, the couple has to be comfortable and unrushed. When the only time you have is measured in days other than years, it is hard to be really relaxed.
For those who didn't see the spank I described, it was much like Bear mentioned. Watching a movie with Daisy over my lap. Tickling and rubbing her ass (or as I prefer MY TARGET AREA) with an occasional couple of stings. Doing this for the length of a movie will undoubtedly Have us both on edge. It is a perfect lead up to a real spank and some of the greatest release of sexual tension ever.
My favorite spanks are always the "good girl" or "Just because" types. I love them to have an aspect of fun involved. Without getting to graphic, Fun spanks always lead to wonderful out comes.
Sorry, my mind tends to wander sometimes. I am going to "Borrow from Bear and Penfold" Please tell me of an unusual or favorite spank? Unique position? Interesting or special utensil? I know some of this will seem "Old" to a few but forgive me, I am still catching up in some ways.
Someday, hopefully soon, I will get home and we wont have to dream of spanks..Until then, we have memories and imagination.
Much love to my beautiful wife....
Peace and love,
Davey
Monday, August 31, 2009
Fundamental Differences....The other side
Hello Peoples,
Dearest Daisy has posted a very interesting entry about some differences between American and English. I would like to take this moment to put my 2 cents in....(oh dear, is that an American phrase?)
Incentivized is a word I have never even heard of... Spell check says it does not exist...LOL "My Bad" is just a slang phrase started in a movie, I believe.
The word that caused the most blushes and a lot of laughter was Fanny. In American, it is a silly word to describe the ass, arse. Apparently in The Queen's English it is a naughty word for the female yummy. (sorry, almost blushed.)
So you can imagine when I said I was going to spank her fanny, Daisy got quite worried. I had no idea of the difference in meaning. In America we have a chocolate company called "Fanny Farmer" In the Queen's English that would have a totally different meaning.... Fannie Flagg is an actress/Author..Hmmm
As for my apparent Chivalry, it is actually all I know. I realize that Chivalry is also an English term but we do borrow freely...LOL It is a completely natural reaction for me to open a door, pull a chair. Basic rules of politeness. My friend Bear commented on Daisy's Blog That Chivalry is not dead there either. I believe him. He and I can not be the last 2 men in the world that believe that women should be treated in a royal fashion. The fact of the matter is, without Women, life wouldn't be worth much.
Now, before anyone thinks they have found a weakness....Treating a well mannered, not bratting woman as royalty is totally natural to me. When my Daisy brats , I will always hold the door for her but I will sting her sweet ass on the way through it. Love the flashback look in her eyes when she sits on the common hard chair of most eateries.
NOW A COUPLE OF OTHER THINGS......
Fastest way to kill blooming Chivalry in your man??? I once held a door for a girl I was seeing. She looked dead in my eyes and said " I am fully capable of opening a big bad door" Later on, I tried to light a cigarette for her. She blew out my lighter and lit it herself. Seemingly silly actions but those type things will crush the greatest hero's of our time. I realize that women need to feel empowered but please don't mistake that with your man trying to treat you special.
How to nurture Chivalry.....
When Daisy and I first met in person, I raced ahead of her to get the door.Her eyes had 2 distinct looks. One was Surprise and the other was appreciation. The same look came about her when I carried her bags and mine, when I pulled her chair at dinner. Over the years we have visited, the surprised look has faded. The look of appreciation has never faded a bit. That is also why I will always and forever be the very best gentleman I can be.
OK guys, don't hate me for the following...
We won't often say it but your appreciation of us for those simple things means a lot to us. Remembering B-days, anniversaries and such...Those are obvious. Remembering to ask you how your day was, The coffee, was it to strong? Hey, you worked late, Had a very hard day, shall I handle dinner? These are things that should be just as obvious.
Forgive me as I stray a bit into pop-psychology... Most men today were brought up and taught by their fathers who passed on old fashioned ideas.
Treating a woman like royalty at that point meant you were trying to bed them...LOL No wonder that there is confusion. Some men actually open doors, give up their seats on buses or even hail the next cab in preference to a woman. These are usually the guys who have learned to appreciate women as more than objects.
This all brings up a very strange issue...When Daisy first broached the idea of spanking with me, I told her that single handedly she could set woman's lib back 50 years. It took me a while to understand the difference. A willing Spankee is so much different than my Mother's generation. The days when a man got angry, frustrated and had no use for reasonable talk and just lashed out. There is a difference....a fine one but still a difference.
Alright, I am rambling.... I hope everybody can gain something from some part of this Babble. As always, I am open to questions, especially if this entry was as confusing as I think it might have been...
OH, I forgot something, the phone call thing...
I hate being on the phone for more than a minute except with Daisy. and calling for a lunch date would be a little longer than she stated but as long as her version of an english one??? Would drive me mad.
I kind of have a self rule thing. I will occasionally check spelling errors but however I first type it is how it stays.
Jay, I miss chatting as well Much love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Peace, Joy and Cosmic Tranquility,
Davey
Dearest Daisy has posted a very interesting entry about some differences between American and English. I would like to take this moment to put my 2 cents in....(oh dear, is that an American phrase?)
Incentivized is a word I have never even heard of... Spell check says it does not exist...LOL "My Bad" is just a slang phrase started in a movie, I believe.
The word that caused the most blushes and a lot of laughter was Fanny. In American, it is a silly word to describe the ass, arse. Apparently in The Queen's English it is a naughty word for the female yummy. (sorry, almost blushed.)
So you can imagine when I said I was going to spank her fanny, Daisy got quite worried. I had no idea of the difference in meaning. In America we have a chocolate company called "Fanny Farmer" In the Queen's English that would have a totally different meaning.... Fannie Flagg is an actress/Author..Hmmm
As for my apparent Chivalry, it is actually all I know. I realize that Chivalry is also an English term but we do borrow freely...LOL It is a completely natural reaction for me to open a door, pull a chair. Basic rules of politeness. My friend Bear commented on Daisy's Blog That Chivalry is not dead there either. I believe him. He and I can not be the last 2 men in the world that believe that women should be treated in a royal fashion. The fact of the matter is, without Women, life wouldn't be worth much.
Now, before anyone thinks they have found a weakness....Treating a well mannered, not bratting woman as royalty is totally natural to me. When my Daisy brats , I will always hold the door for her but I will sting her sweet ass on the way through it. Love the flashback look in her eyes when she sits on the common hard chair of most eateries.
NOW A COUPLE OF OTHER THINGS......
Fastest way to kill blooming Chivalry in your man??? I once held a door for a girl I was seeing. She looked dead in my eyes and said " I am fully capable of opening a big bad door" Later on, I tried to light a cigarette for her. She blew out my lighter and lit it herself. Seemingly silly actions but those type things will crush the greatest hero's of our time. I realize that women need to feel empowered but please don't mistake that with your man trying to treat you special.
How to nurture Chivalry.....
When Daisy and I first met in person, I raced ahead of her to get the door.Her eyes had 2 distinct looks. One was Surprise and the other was appreciation. The same look came about her when I carried her bags and mine, when I pulled her chair at dinner. Over the years we have visited, the surprised look has faded. The look of appreciation has never faded a bit. That is also why I will always and forever be the very best gentleman I can be.
OK guys, don't hate me for the following...
We won't often say it but your appreciation of us for those simple things means a lot to us. Remembering B-days, anniversaries and such...Those are obvious. Remembering to ask you how your day was, The coffee, was it to strong? Hey, you worked late, Had a very hard day, shall I handle dinner? These are things that should be just as obvious.
Forgive me as I stray a bit into pop-psychology... Most men today were brought up and taught by their fathers who passed on old fashioned ideas.
Treating a woman like royalty at that point meant you were trying to bed them...LOL No wonder that there is confusion. Some men actually open doors, give up their seats on buses or even hail the next cab in preference to a woman. These are usually the guys who have learned to appreciate women as more than objects.
This all brings up a very strange issue...When Daisy first broached the idea of spanking with me, I told her that single handedly she could set woman's lib back 50 years. It took me a while to understand the difference. A willing Spankee is so much different than my Mother's generation. The days when a man got angry, frustrated and had no use for reasonable talk and just lashed out. There is a difference....a fine one but still a difference.
Alright, I am rambling.... I hope everybody can gain something from some part of this Babble. As always, I am open to questions, especially if this entry was as confusing as I think it might have been...
OH, I forgot something, the phone call thing...
I hate being on the phone for more than a minute except with Daisy. and calling for a lunch date would be a little longer than she stated but as long as her version of an english one??? Would drive me mad.
I kind of have a self rule thing. I will occasionally check spelling errors but however I first type it is how it stays.
Jay, I miss chatting as well Much love to my beautiful wife Daisy.
Peace, Joy and Cosmic Tranquility,
Davey
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Explanations
Hi Peoples,
Due to serious concerns from Daisy I have agreed to further limit any "real world" information that I post here. It is a urgent concern of my darling wife's that our real identities will be discovered accidentally by someone that knows us. I want you all to know this not a concern involving any regular readers. She googled some strange subject and one of the first results was a common spank blog. It is her concern that the wrong person discovering our identities on here could wreak havoc in reality. I guess I am a little more naive or trusting. Which is why my blog will not go private. It is also why I pulled a recently posted entry. I spoke quite candidly about someone I serve as caregiver for. If in a million to 1 chance, someone that knew me "in reality" were to read it, put it together with other "real world" info I provide freely, SHAZAM !!!!! Anybody that knows me in real knows who Daisy is as well.
To be honest, I really didn't think this whole Blogging world would be so complicated and wrought with perils. All this time I have been blissfully relating anything good or bad that crossed my mind. Never giving a second thought to a secret identity thing.
I promise, I will put some serious effort into an entry that is interesting but reality free. I would rather quit posting than go private.
Much love to Daughter Jay and my Beautiful Wife Daisy.
Davey
P.S. Daisy is currently having probs with her blog but will be back on asap.
P.P.S Thank you Bonnie and Hermione for your suggestions. It appears Daisy will be back in the "normal" Blogging world soon
Due to serious concerns from Daisy I have agreed to further limit any "real world" information that I post here. It is a urgent concern of my darling wife's that our real identities will be discovered accidentally by someone that knows us. I want you all to know this not a concern involving any regular readers. She googled some strange subject and one of the first results was a common spank blog. It is her concern that the wrong person discovering our identities on here could wreak havoc in reality. I guess I am a little more naive or trusting. Which is why my blog will not go private. It is also why I pulled a recently posted entry. I spoke quite candidly about someone I serve as caregiver for. If in a million to 1 chance, someone that knew me "in reality" were to read it, put it together with other "real world" info I provide freely, SHAZAM !!!!! Anybody that knows me in real knows who Daisy is as well.
To be honest, I really didn't think this whole Blogging world would be so complicated and wrought with perils. All this time I have been blissfully relating anything good or bad that crossed my mind. Never giving a second thought to a secret identity thing.
I promise, I will put some serious effort into an entry that is interesting but reality free. I would rather quit posting than go private.
Much love to Daughter Jay and my Beautiful Wife Daisy.
Davey
P.S. Daisy is currently having probs with her blog but will be back on asap.
P.P.S Thank you Bonnie and Hermione for your suggestions. It appears Daisy will be back in the "normal" Blogging world soon
Monday, August 24, 2009
Appreciation
Hello peoples,
I agree with Daisy, this will be a lot easier to write when she and I are together and creating situations worthy of talking about. Although, I am a bit concerned that our blogs will be very much the same at that time...LOL
So, for todays missive, I thought I would do something I have meant to do for a long time. Say thank you.
I do not want anyone to be offended if not mentioned by name but I am sure I will inadvertently drop someone(s).
I have to start with Daisy. Without whom, I would not be posting anything. She was the encouragement required to get me started here and I am ever so glad I did. She was also the 1st one to ever comment here...NO big surprise.
Second to comment was daughter J. I think being my daughter made her feel obligated...LOL
Then things got a bit more interesting. Daisy and Jay are both wonderful people and in very different ways very important to me. I started getting comments from people I didn't know... Please do not think me strange but in real life,I am kinda shy. So when Paul and Ronnie commented, I was beside myself...HAPPY that is.I was talking to people without stuttering. Lil miss naughty was next I was astounded....I didn't know any of these people.
Next up was Tigg's I was so greatful for her comment, sounded much like an english teacher giving a good grade on an essay. LOL I really appreciated that. Self-confidence has never been a strong point in writing.
Big bear, thank you for your support and Daisy is still a work in progress. I just can not seem to stop her from smart assing all over the blog world. LOL I think I have slowed her down a little, will have to do until I get home.
Lady_Karen_Rebel was next, have not heard a lot but I appreciate anyone that takes a moment to read.
In the very next entry, I gained 2 more friends. Penfold and Hermione. 2 very dear people who's opinion I dearly value. Although I do not believe anyone actually knew the Richard Bach I was speaking of......LOL
I always enjoy when Meow stops by for a few minutes.. Such a lovely, friendly soul. I of course appreciate lash as well. If no one has noticed, I tend to remember the Ladies first. LOL
Saffron joined soon there after. Have not heard anything lately, hope you are well.
To the many Anonymous in the world, Most of you have been quite nice. Thank you for your attentions.
Dante, you were not forgotten. For some reason, I can not find any comments from you. Yet I know they were here......I was trying for chronological order her...
Except in this case....The very first Spanking blog I ever read was "My bottom smarts" And silly as it seems, I was elated to see Bonnie herself comment here.
Well, to all of you....THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
I promise to try to find an interesting topic soon.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
I agree with Daisy, this will be a lot easier to write when she and I are together and creating situations worthy of talking about. Although, I am a bit concerned that our blogs will be very much the same at that time...LOL
So, for todays missive, I thought I would do something I have meant to do for a long time. Say thank you.
I do not want anyone to be offended if not mentioned by name but I am sure I will inadvertently drop someone(s).
I have to start with Daisy. Without whom, I would not be posting anything. She was the encouragement required to get me started here and I am ever so glad I did. She was also the 1st one to ever comment here...NO big surprise.
Second to comment was daughter J. I think being my daughter made her feel obligated...LOL
Then things got a bit more interesting. Daisy and Jay are both wonderful people and in very different ways very important to me. I started getting comments from people I didn't know... Please do not think me strange but in real life,I am kinda shy. So when Paul and Ronnie commented, I was beside myself...HAPPY that is.I was talking to people without stuttering. Lil miss naughty was next I was astounded....I didn't know any of these people.
Next up was Tigg's I was so greatful for her comment, sounded much like an english teacher giving a good grade on an essay. LOL I really appreciated that. Self-confidence has never been a strong point in writing.
Big bear, thank you for your support and Daisy is still a work in progress. I just can not seem to stop her from smart assing all over the blog world. LOL I think I have slowed her down a little, will have to do until I get home.
Lady_Karen_Rebel was next, have not heard a lot but I appreciate anyone that takes a moment to read.
In the very next entry, I gained 2 more friends. Penfold and Hermione. 2 very dear people who's opinion I dearly value. Although I do not believe anyone actually knew the Richard Bach I was speaking of......LOL
I always enjoy when Meow stops by for a few minutes.. Such a lovely, friendly soul. I of course appreciate lash as well. If no one has noticed, I tend to remember the Ladies first. LOL
Saffron joined soon there after. Have not heard anything lately, hope you are well.
To the many Anonymous in the world, Most of you have been quite nice. Thank you for your attentions.
Dante, you were not forgotten. For some reason, I can not find any comments from you. Yet I know they were here......I was trying for chronological order her...
Except in this case....The very first Spanking blog I ever read was "My bottom smarts" And silly as it seems, I was elated to see Bonnie herself comment here.
Well, to all of you....THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
I promise to try to find an interesting topic soon.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
Monday, August 17, 2009
Are all guys idiots?
Hello ladies and gentleman,
Apparently, I am an idiot. (No need to agree so quickly...lol)
Today marked 5 months since I was honored to be Daisy's husband. As you all know, we have spent very little of that time together. Daisy very rarely makes a big deal out of monthly anniversaries but she did this time. She wrote a beautiful post on her blog...Dedicated to me. Sadly, I did not respond to it.
What is not be so well known is that I ordinarily work 3PM-11 PM. Last night, before she posted, I got mandated. I worked 3pm-7:15 AM. I got home and chatted with Daisy for a bit and went to bed. I woke up within an hr or 2, came on for a bit longer and tried again for sleep. During my second shot on line, I read her beautiful post but held off on responding. I wanted a clear head and a fair attempt to match her prose. She really is a beautiful writer when moved that way.
Another little known fact is that Davey has a huge Ego. I learned a long while ago that if I wait to the last possible moment to "remember" something, Daisy makes a huge deal of it. My Ego is pleased and usually so is she. LOL I guess I waited to long to say anything.
Instead I went on about how so very few had commented on my last entry. I talked about work and did everything except talk about this anniversary. I really felt I had time.
I was wrong.
In my usual attempt at humor and fun/games I let it go to long. I managed to hurt the feelings of the most loving, caring and patient woman I have ever known. I am an idiot.
As if things are not hard enough between us, through simple stupidity I can triple the probs just by being me.
To the few of you that managed to see that post before pulled, you can see that I am well loved and that Daisy is a beautiful writer. To those who missed it...I am sorry.
So, at the end of the day, I am no Spiderman...not even Mighty Mouse. I am just a man trying hard to live up to one woman's belief... I will be her hero. I have heard that paddle spun from webbing can be interesting....LOL
PART 2.
I am beginning to think that my last post was a little to "revealing". I am very sorry if I offended anyone. I really didn't think that was possible. In case anyone is wondering....Daisy was well aware before it was posted. I am not in any way revealing secrets, nor am I a great big meanie...
In the past, I have been encouraged to explore the world of fiction or Fantasy...Now we see why I so deftly avoid such challenges. Of course it has also been said that if I put 1/2 the effort into writing and less from avoiding I could be the next DR.Seuss....
As I have said from the start, I have no idea what the hell I am doing here. Other than the fact that I have really grown to know and appreciate a lot of people here.
BTW, Dante you are 1 helluva an artist....
Big hugs to daughter Jay and much love to Mrs Davey........Daisy, you are my Angel.
Peace and happiness to all.
Davey
Apparently, I am an idiot. (No need to agree so quickly...lol)
Today marked 5 months since I was honored to be Daisy's husband. As you all know, we have spent very little of that time together. Daisy very rarely makes a big deal out of monthly anniversaries but she did this time. She wrote a beautiful post on her blog...Dedicated to me. Sadly, I did not respond to it.
What is not be so well known is that I ordinarily work 3PM-11 PM. Last night, before she posted, I got mandated. I worked 3pm-7:15 AM. I got home and chatted with Daisy for a bit and went to bed. I woke up within an hr or 2, came on for a bit longer and tried again for sleep. During my second shot on line, I read her beautiful post but held off on responding. I wanted a clear head and a fair attempt to match her prose. She really is a beautiful writer when moved that way.
Another little known fact is that Davey has a huge Ego. I learned a long while ago that if I wait to the last possible moment to "remember" something, Daisy makes a huge deal of it. My Ego is pleased and usually so is she. LOL I guess I waited to long to say anything.
Instead I went on about how so very few had commented on my last entry. I talked about work and did everything except talk about this anniversary. I really felt I had time.
I was wrong.
In my usual attempt at humor and fun/games I let it go to long. I managed to hurt the feelings of the most loving, caring and patient woman I have ever known. I am an idiot.
As if things are not hard enough between us, through simple stupidity I can triple the probs just by being me.
To the few of you that managed to see that post before pulled, you can see that I am well loved and that Daisy is a beautiful writer. To those who missed it...I am sorry.
So, at the end of the day, I am no Spiderman...not even Mighty Mouse. I am just a man trying hard to live up to one woman's belief... I will be her hero. I have heard that paddle spun from webbing can be interesting....LOL
PART 2.
I am beginning to think that my last post was a little to "revealing". I am very sorry if I offended anyone. I really didn't think that was possible. In case anyone is wondering....Daisy was well aware before it was posted. I am not in any way revealing secrets, nor am I a great big meanie...
In the past, I have been encouraged to explore the world of fiction or Fantasy...Now we see why I so deftly avoid such challenges. Of course it has also been said that if I put 1/2 the effort into writing and less from avoiding I could be the next DR.Seuss....
As I have said from the start, I have no idea what the hell I am doing here. Other than the fact that I have really grown to know and appreciate a lot of people here.
BTW, Dante you are 1 helluva an artist....
Big hugs to daughter Jay and much love to Mrs Davey........Daisy, you are my Angel.
Peace and happiness to all.
Davey
Friday, August 14, 2009
FICTION....(TO BECOME FACT SOON WE HOPE!!!)
Hello beautiful Brat,
In your previous letter, you mentioned a night when you thought it was a good idea to be really bratty in front of your friends while making sure I was not in a position to do anything about it. You know that that behavior is very offensive to me. We have gone round and round over this very subject. Yet you still continue to think it is a funny idea.
Well Darling brat, Now that I am home and we are together for real, it is time for the final battle.
We come home from the get together and the house is ours for the weekend. You notice all the way home that I am really, for real, upset with you. When we finally arrive, you try to speak and I put my hand to your mouth...
"Be very quiet, your every word will earn you more pain than you can imagine. You are to go upstairs and undress. Wait for me quietly and remember that the moas (Mother of all Spanks)was just practice!"
"Davey, I am sorry,I know I was..."
SLAM............The hardest sting ever over your slacks... "I SAID BE QUIET WOMAN. Now...go and do what you were told".
You know better than to argue further....
After you have been waiting 10 minutes or so, I arrive. I am dressed in my jeans only with my belt in my hand. I have no smile, just a dark look.
"Tonight dear, you will learn "submission".
" Davey, please....."
STING STING STING...
"You are not to speak again tonight....Unless I tell you. This is not to be a friendly thing brat. You have embarrassed me for the last time."
I push you onto the pile of pillows and secure you VERY tightly. As I secure the implements, I begin telling you a very long story about the reasons you need to change your behaviour. The spoon, paddle, leather paddle,crop,slipper and of course the cane.
"Tonight you did something you rarely do, you actually acted like a bitch to me. You degraded me in front of people I barely know. In order to preserve your reputation, I tried to handle it quietly. I WILL NEVER DO SO AGAIN. Tonight you will learn to behave. Now it begins....."
I turn your head so you can see the clock.
"For 30 minutes I will spare you my lecture and you will concentrate on the stings from the spoon. You are to be silent..... "
Every few seconds another sting hits. Other than that, the room is silent. Your lips are clenched as you try to stay silent. I will increase the strength until I hear you.... Finally the 30 minutes pass and I stop.
The tears are starting to drip from your eyes,but I can not show sympathy now....
I pick up the leather paddle and start spanking you. Never twice the same. VERY hard to mild swats. Rapid to slow. All the time I am talking, almost pleading for you to see the reality of things. Brat, no matter how badly you think you can behave, I will always be able to punish the behaviour. 100 strokes go by, 150 and I stop.
You are crying now, biting your lips but doing your best to be quiet...
I think for now, I shall use my hand. I can see the bruises already starting to rise... I suck in a breath and proceed. Some stings land on bruises others dance around them. Each hurts and each hurts worse than the last.
"Davey, I'm sorry....please????"
UBER STINGS....
"I told you to be quiet brat... You have not earned the right to speak yet... Bitch, I would so rather be laying with you and fucking your brains out... but you decided that you were in charge and now I will spend the night proving you wrong. I love you so very much but you do need to learn your place... "
I stop the spanking and give you a couple of minutes to absorb and really feel what has already happened.
Sometimes you need a moment to really feel the burn.
The regular paddle comes to use now. Rapid fire stings,,,10, 20, 30....
"Davey, I said I was sorry....."
.... double strength 40....
Now you scream. All sense of silence is lost.
"I know you are sorry brat but if I stop now you will forget by tomorrow that you are. This needs to be a lesson you will NEVER forget".
After the paddle I give your bruised and purple ass a very strong massage.
"Please darlin, remember that I love you. I have to teach you to behave".
You have been tied for 2 hours now at least. The pain in your ass has never been more severe. Your breathing has changed. As you have talked about before, you went to that special place for a while. You didnt really feel parts of this; but this time I persevered and brought you back to reality.
Now you feel everything and it is agony.
"Now, 1 last tool".
I make sure your eyes are open to see me pick up the cane.
SWAT 1. "You will behave!"
Swat 2. "You will honor your husband!"
SWAT 3. "Never embarrass me again!"
SWAT 4. I hear you cry out... "RED RED... "
I drop the cane. Leaving you tied and sobbing, I go for the first aid. Returning quickly you feel the ice cold rag on your ass. I untie you and run my hand through your sweat drenched hair. After a few moments of ice bath, I dry your ass and apply the arnica cream.
Rubbing it in gently, constantly telling you of my love. The apologies run from your mouth like crazy till I finish with your ass and silence your mouth with a kiss.
I lay down beside you and pull you very close. Kissing and loving you. You do appreciate the forgiveness and the comforting but your ass has never been through that before. You don't want sex, you just cling to me and cry yourself to sleep.
"Baby, I am never asking for total submission, just pick your behaviours a bit more carefully".
The next few days are much quieter and I rub cream on your ass to sooth it but the bruises rise for the next few days...
I love you Honey,
Davey. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
In your previous letter, you mentioned a night when you thought it was a good idea to be really bratty in front of your friends while making sure I was not in a position to do anything about it. You know that that behavior is very offensive to me. We have gone round and round over this very subject. Yet you still continue to think it is a funny idea.
Well Darling brat, Now that I am home and we are together for real, it is time for the final battle.
We come home from the get together and the house is ours for the weekend. You notice all the way home that I am really, for real, upset with you. When we finally arrive, you try to speak and I put my hand to your mouth...
"Be very quiet, your every word will earn you more pain than you can imagine. You are to go upstairs and undress. Wait for me quietly and remember that the moas (Mother of all Spanks)was just practice!"
"Davey, I am sorry,I know I was..."
SLAM............The hardest sting ever over your slacks... "I SAID BE QUIET WOMAN. Now...go and do what you were told".
You know better than to argue further....
After you have been waiting 10 minutes or so, I arrive. I am dressed in my jeans only with my belt in my hand. I have no smile, just a dark look.
"Tonight dear, you will learn "submission".
" Davey, please....."
STING STING STING...
"You are not to speak again tonight....Unless I tell you. This is not to be a friendly thing brat. You have embarrassed me for the last time."
I push you onto the pile of pillows and secure you VERY tightly. As I secure the implements, I begin telling you a very long story about the reasons you need to change your behaviour. The spoon, paddle, leather paddle,crop,slipper and of course the cane.
"Tonight you did something you rarely do, you actually acted like a bitch to me. You degraded me in front of people I barely know. In order to preserve your reputation, I tried to handle it quietly. I WILL NEVER DO SO AGAIN. Tonight you will learn to behave. Now it begins....."
I turn your head so you can see the clock.
"For 30 minutes I will spare you my lecture and you will concentrate on the stings from the spoon. You are to be silent..... "
Every few seconds another sting hits. Other than that, the room is silent. Your lips are clenched as you try to stay silent. I will increase the strength until I hear you.... Finally the 30 minutes pass and I stop.
The tears are starting to drip from your eyes,but I can not show sympathy now....
I pick up the leather paddle and start spanking you. Never twice the same. VERY hard to mild swats. Rapid to slow. All the time I am talking, almost pleading for you to see the reality of things. Brat, no matter how badly you think you can behave, I will always be able to punish the behaviour. 100 strokes go by, 150 and I stop.
You are crying now, biting your lips but doing your best to be quiet...
I think for now, I shall use my hand. I can see the bruises already starting to rise... I suck in a breath and proceed. Some stings land on bruises others dance around them. Each hurts and each hurts worse than the last.
"Davey, I'm sorry....please????"
UBER STINGS....
"I told you to be quiet brat... You have not earned the right to speak yet... Bitch, I would so rather be laying with you and fucking your brains out... but you decided that you were in charge and now I will spend the night proving you wrong. I love you so very much but you do need to learn your place... "
I stop the spanking and give you a couple of minutes to absorb and really feel what has already happened.
Sometimes you need a moment to really feel the burn.
The regular paddle comes to use now. Rapid fire stings,,,10, 20, 30....
"Davey, I said I was sorry....."
.... double strength 40....
Now you scream. All sense of silence is lost.
"I know you are sorry brat but if I stop now you will forget by tomorrow that you are. This needs to be a lesson you will NEVER forget".
After the paddle I give your bruised and purple ass a very strong massage.
"Please darlin, remember that I love you. I have to teach you to behave".
You have been tied for 2 hours now at least. The pain in your ass has never been more severe. Your breathing has changed. As you have talked about before, you went to that special place for a while. You didnt really feel parts of this; but this time I persevered and brought you back to reality.
Now you feel everything and it is agony.
"Now, 1 last tool".
I make sure your eyes are open to see me pick up the cane.
SWAT 1. "You will behave!"
Swat 2. "You will honor your husband!"
SWAT 3. "Never embarrass me again!"
SWAT 4. I hear you cry out... "RED RED... "
I drop the cane. Leaving you tied and sobbing, I go for the first aid. Returning quickly you feel the ice cold rag on your ass. I untie you and run my hand through your sweat drenched hair. After a few moments of ice bath, I dry your ass and apply the arnica cream.
Rubbing it in gently, constantly telling you of my love. The apologies run from your mouth like crazy till I finish with your ass and silence your mouth with a kiss.
I lay down beside you and pull you very close. Kissing and loving you. You do appreciate the forgiveness and the comforting but your ass has never been through that before. You don't want sex, you just cling to me and cry yourself to sleep.
"Baby, I am never asking for total submission, just pick your behaviours a bit more carefully".
The next few days are much quieter and I rub cream on your ass to sooth it but the bruises rise for the next few days...
I love you Honey,
Davey. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Strange times...
Hello kind peoples,
Life is good. Daisy has come back from her vacation so our communications are back to what we consider normal. Get to use the phone, cam, play games and all the stuff that we are used to. Seems pretty cool, so why am I nervous?
LET ME EXPLAIN
Some where along her vacation, I am thinking Daisy bumped her head. She has been on best behaviour for awhile now. 1 problem is she is usually quite proud of misbehaving....My 2nd and more important prob is that I have seen this before with Daisy....She behaves wonderfully for just so long and then explodes....LOL My wonderful wife is a brat deep down and she knows it. So when she stifles the bratazoid for just so long......BOOM !!!
So I sit here waiting for the explosion. It is actually easier to deal with mild bad behaviour on a regular basis. I am telling you, I have witnessed the shitstorm of Ultra sarcasm that is due to hit soon. I can and will deal with it but I never cease to wonder why take this approach. I can tell you, I am sure that shortly after the BIG BOOM she will post something about me being mean....LOL
All in all, I am just so glad she is home I kind of had to share it.
I do not mean to sound ungrateful but I am imagining I will be quite busy very soon.
Big hugs to Jay and much love to Daisy.
Peace, joy and cosmic tranquility to everyone.
Davey
Life is good. Daisy has come back from her vacation so our communications are back to what we consider normal. Get to use the phone, cam, play games and all the stuff that we are used to. Seems pretty cool, so why am I nervous?
LET ME EXPLAIN
Some where along her vacation, I am thinking Daisy bumped her head. She has been on best behaviour for awhile now. 1 problem is she is usually quite proud of misbehaving....My 2nd and more important prob is that I have seen this before with Daisy....She behaves wonderfully for just so long and then explodes....LOL My wonderful wife is a brat deep down and she knows it. So when she stifles the bratazoid for just so long......BOOM !!!
So I sit here waiting for the explosion. It is actually easier to deal with mild bad behaviour on a regular basis. I am telling you, I have witnessed the shitstorm of Ultra sarcasm that is due to hit soon. I can and will deal with it but I never cease to wonder why take this approach. I can tell you, I am sure that shortly after the BIG BOOM she will post something about me being mean....LOL
All in all, I am just so glad she is home I kind of had to share it.
I do not mean to sound ungrateful but I am imagining I will be quite busy very soon.
Big hugs to Jay and much love to Daisy.
Peace, joy and cosmic tranquility to everyone.
Davey
Saturday, August 1, 2009
and things get harder......
Hi folks,
First I want to Welcome my daughter back to her blog. Welcome back Jay. And if the cowardly one wants to comment here as well, bring it. Anonymous is a cowardly way to attack someone. Don't misunderstand, please.. Mild comments and compliments by an anonymous folk are fine. I just feel that everyone has the right to know the name of their accuser. Before I had a blog, I used to comment as anonymous but I almost always included my name somewhere. If for personal reasons you need your name hidden, that's fine....just mind your words.
No one reading this will be shocked to know that Jay has had more than her share of problems. I am here to say that she has done her very best to rise above those problems. As any human, she will slip and slide along her way to whatever her destiny is. Jay, I am always here for you.
Ok, time for another thought....
My beautiful, wonderful and totally spankable wife Daisy is away on family matters this week. Our communication is much more limited than usual. That really sucks considering we are barely adjusted to being 7,000 miles apart. Imagine, suddenly no cam, very limited phone. And......my silly soulmate thinks she can get away with bratting because she is momentarily safe....LOL. I find it very funny that she seems to think my memory is so short when I have proven time and again, I do not forget the important stuff. LOL
Alright, here are the answers to the meme that is currently floating around.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone emails or comments with an inquiry, and believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming. Nothing is exactly as it seems.
Now, here's what you're supposed to do. Copy and paste this meme, deleting my answers, then simply type in your answers.
Here goes:
Sleep on a certain side of the bed? yes
Anyone who wants detail on answers, just ask or email me. I have to tell you all, I am kinda touched when someone takes the extra moment to email. And, I promise, I answer as soon as I can. Yes, I am a big old softy...just don't tell Daisy...LOL
Ok, this is a fairly long entry and I dont want to bore you...LOL
I noticed a new name on my members list that I don't recognize. So welcome Ashley j. Hope to hear from you at some point.
Thank you all that support this blog. I will tell you all a secret.... I may take serious time between entries but I doubt I will actually go away for a very long time. It's a lot of fun and I really feel I have made some actual friends here. Something that does not often happen on chat sights.
Hey Dante.....Everyone knows you are a very thinking male....Peace.
As always, Much love to my daughter Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
First I want to Welcome my daughter back to her blog. Welcome back Jay. And if the cowardly one wants to comment here as well, bring it. Anonymous is a cowardly way to attack someone. Don't misunderstand, please.. Mild comments and compliments by an anonymous folk are fine. I just feel that everyone has the right to know the name of their accuser. Before I had a blog, I used to comment as anonymous but I almost always included my name somewhere. If for personal reasons you need your name hidden, that's fine....just mind your words.
No one reading this will be shocked to know that Jay has had more than her share of problems. I am here to say that she has done her very best to rise above those problems. As any human, she will slip and slide along her way to whatever her destiny is. Jay, I am always here for you.
Ok, time for another thought....
My beautiful, wonderful and totally spankable wife Daisy is away on family matters this week. Our communication is much more limited than usual. That really sucks considering we are barely adjusted to being 7,000 miles apart. Imagine, suddenly no cam, very limited phone. And......my silly soulmate thinks she can get away with bratting because she is momentarily safe....LOL. I find it very funny that she seems to think my memory is so short when I have proven time and again, I do not forget the important stuff. LOL
Alright, here are the answers to the meme that is currently floating around.
1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone emails or comments with an inquiry, and believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming. Nothing is exactly as it seems.
Now, here's what you're supposed to do. Copy and paste this meme, deleting my answers, then simply type in your answers.
Here goes:
Been arrested? Yes.
Kissed someone you didn't like? Yes
Slept in until 5 PM? Yes.
Ran a red light? Yes
Been suspended from school? Yes.
Experienced love at first sight? YES
Totaled your car in an accident? yes
Been fired from a job? NO
Fired somebody? No.
Sang karaoke? Yes.
Pointed a gun at someone? no
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes.
Kissed in the rain? Yes
Had a close brush with death (your own)? Yes.
Seen someone die? No.
Played spin-the-bottle? Yes.
Smoked a cigar? Yes.
Sat on a rooftop? Yes.
Smuggled something into another country? Yes.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes.
Broken a bone? Yes
Skipped school? Yes.
Eaten a bug? Yes.
Sleepwalked? Yes.
Walked a moonlit beach? Yes.
Rode a motorcycle? Yes.
Dumped someone? Yes.
Lied to avoid a ticket? Tried to.
Ridden in a helicopter? Yes.
Shaved your head? Yes
Made your boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Yes
Eaten snake? Yes.
Marched/Protested? No
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? Yes
Puked on amusement ride? Yes....Damn the no explanation rule....LOL
Seriously & intentionally boycotted something? No.
Been in a band? Yes.
Been on TV? Yes.
Shot a gun? Yes.
Skinny-dipped? YES
Gave someone stitches? Yes
Ridden a surfboard? NO
Drank straight from a liquor bottle? Yes.
Had surgery? Yes.
Streaked? No.
Taken by ambulance to hospital? No
Passed out when not drinking? Yes.
Peed on a bush? Yes.
Donated blood? Yes
Grabbed electric fence? Yes.
Eaten alligator meat? Yes.
Killed an animal when not hunting? Yes.
Peed your pants in public? No
Snuck into a movie without paying? Yes
Written graffiti? Yes.
Still love someone you shouldn't? no
Been in handcuffs? Yes.
Believe in love? Yes.
Sleep on a certain side of the bed? yes
Anyone who wants detail on answers, just ask or email me. I have to tell you all, I am kinda touched when someone takes the extra moment to email. And, I promise, I answer as soon as I can. Yes, I am a big old softy...just don't tell Daisy...LOL
Ok, this is a fairly long entry and I dont want to bore you...LOL
I noticed a new name on my members list that I don't recognize. So welcome Ashley j. Hope to hear from you at some point.
Thank you all that support this blog. I will tell you all a secret.... I may take serious time between entries but I doubt I will actually go away for a very long time. It's a lot of fun and I really feel I have made some actual friends here. Something that does not often happen on chat sights.
Hey Dante.....Everyone knows you are a very thinking male....Peace.
As always, Much love to my daughter Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
Sunday, July 26, 2009
a time of change.
Times they are a changin'. A special person in my life has recently decided to quit blogging. Common sense tells me that's ok and there are 1,000's of other blogs to read. My heart tells me differently. Things have changed in our relationship. I wont go into detail here, sorry somethings are to personal for blogging. However, I will miss her.
I will miss our comrade in blogging and hope that she soon see's a reason to continue sharing her adventures with us.
As most of you know, I am a fairly open minded kind of spanking guy. Sadly, I am also old fashioned in a lot of ways. It's a weird combination. Leave it to say, there are a few things I find difficult to abide.
Funny, I was also considering quitting the blog thing. So few responses and all that. Now I am strangely drawn to continuing. It is weird, there are probably many places other than a spanking blog for the stuff I publish. But I have found friends here, so I continue to publish drivel. LOL
Honestly, I am planning to write something worth reading soon.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy
Davey
I will miss our comrade in blogging and hope that she soon see's a reason to continue sharing her adventures with us.
As most of you know, I am a fairly open minded kind of spanking guy. Sadly, I am also old fashioned in a lot of ways. It's a weird combination. Leave it to say, there are a few things I find difficult to abide.
Funny, I was also considering quitting the blog thing. So few responses and all that. Now I am strangely drawn to continuing. It is weird, there are probably many places other than a spanking blog for the stuff I publish. But I have found friends here, so I continue to publish drivel. LOL
Honestly, I am planning to write something worth reading soon.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy
Davey
Friday, July 24, 2009
Running low.....
Hi folks,
As everyone knows, Daisy and I are 7,000 miles apart. It is really difficult to come up with knew and different spanking stories. We have told most of our tales and now I wonder what else I have to say. I really can not think of a worse torture than expecting you to read what ever odd things I come up with. I can only write so many mock lists (god knows they get old quickly).
Thanks to your blogs, I have all kinds of ideas for blog worthy stories but for now they would all be imaginary.
So if this place goes odd for awhile, be patient. I am not a comedian.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy.
As everyone knows, Daisy and I are 7,000 miles apart. It is really difficult to come up with knew and different spanking stories. We have told most of our tales and now I wonder what else I have to say. I really can not think of a worse torture than expecting you to read what ever odd things I come up with. I can only write so many mock lists (god knows they get old quickly).
Thanks to your blogs, I have all kinds of ideas for blog worthy stories but for now they would all be imaginary.
So if this place goes odd for awhile, be patient. I am not a comedian.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
The story continues................
NOT DOING A RECAP. IF YOU NEED, SCROLL DOWN TO CATCH UP....
It was all he could do to break the embrace and get started with the business of leaving the airport. First they started to collect her baggage. For a short trip, her bags were HUGE. He had forgotten that she was nothing if not prepared...lol Of course while waiting for her bags to come around the the belt, they again embraced. Holding each other tightly, trying hard to hold back the tears of joy. Our hero's were finally together for the very first time. The joy in there hearts was actually in the air. To this day, if you were to ask either, they would swear there was electric sparks as far as the eye could see. After gathering her bags (and a minor hernia for him) they moved onto the car rental. Yes, that's right, car rental. He had gotten himself in trouble and had no car or license. So our poor English rose on her first night with her soul mate in a foreign country had to do all the driving. With out revealing to much, there was a certain amount of contact in the car before leaving the parking garage. This moment had taken to long to happen, they hugged, kissed and cried with happiness for a little while before leaving. Fighting the urge to drive on the wrong side of the road (silly English...LOL) and desperate to get to their temporary home, she did an admirable job. He was trying his best to be supportive and a hospitable host. Quietly offering tips to avoid getting slaughtered on the highway and offering any number of places for dinner. She was determined to make the trip non-stop. In fact, it was amazing. She did a fantastic job driving and talking. Her eyes fluttered a few times as He was terribly rude... Running his hands over her while driving...: )
Eventually, just before reaching "home" they stopped at a small store and picked up enough supplies to get them through the night. Finally they made it home. After acquiring the keys, they entered paradise. (in reality, it was a very average motel room.) Too our hero's it was a palace.
A very important fact to be noticed here. While talking about their upcoming visit, they had both decided that things should progress slowly. That idea went out the window in approximately 30 seconds after closing and locking the door. Please do not think badly of our hero's, they had known they were for each other for what felt like eons. Before anyone unpacked or anything else, clothes were flying and our hero's consummated their relationship. Much cuddling and love making took place before they were finally ( temporarily) satisfied. Then they took the time to talk,eat and shower.
All this time,He was looking at her in total admiration. She was beautiful and every bit the woman she had portrayed herself on line. The next few hours were filled with sheer joy and finally exhaustion overcame the pair. He really couldn't remember the last time he slept so well. Many of you probably know the thrill of sleeping with the love of your life. Such feelings of safety and security, knowing you are finally where you should be. There was no music playing but our hero's fell asleep to heavenly tunes.
Anyone who has been reading this site for awhile knows that the next few days and nights were filled with a mixture of extreme happiness and awful clumsiness on his part. As hard as he tried, the spanking thing was new to him and he was a little slow to pick it up. Either he was to gentle or way over the top harsh. It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship and lucky for him, She was an absolute Angel with patience.
One night, during a beautiful time, they were discussing marriage and being right with their feelings. Because they both felt so very right together, He had an idea. Taking his lady by the hand, he lead her outside into the cold but beautiful clear night. The stars were bright and beautiful, the way you can only see them far away from city lights. That night, before God and nature, they took their vows. No, not the same as a proper wedding with a minister and all. It was enough to swear his heart to hers. He took those words to his heart and swore loyalty to her that was never challenged. She did the same but never really considered it a marriage. Still, it was a bonding of souls, She just really wanted it on paper...LOL
Funny but after the "marriage" the spankings were better. Not going to either extreme, he was learning and they were melding.
The other difficult part of their visit was a difference in attitude. From the day She arrived, she dreaded the day she was to leave. He was different and tried hard to convince her to appreciate the time they had.
During their time together, they did a bit of traveling , show his woman the beauty of his country. Every second that passed, he knew brought them closer to departure. Bravely, he smiled and did his best to be strong. It's a terrible thing to be united with your other half and know that you will be separated again soon. He dared not reveal his feelings because she was always on the brink of tears, smart girl, she knew the same as he. They tried to cram all they could into their limited time. This rushed them into going farther than they were ready for. Do not fear, they were blessed enough to survive. They played and were serious. Swearing their loyalty to each other, the fortnight between them opened a whole new life. Our hero's knew that their lives would never again be the same.
The story will continue as long as the hero's have a breath between them.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy
Davey
It was all he could do to break the embrace and get started with the business of leaving the airport. First they started to collect her baggage. For a short trip, her bags were HUGE. He had forgotten that she was nothing if not prepared...lol Of course while waiting for her bags to come around the the belt, they again embraced. Holding each other tightly, trying hard to hold back the tears of joy. Our hero's were finally together for the very first time. The joy in there hearts was actually in the air. To this day, if you were to ask either, they would swear there was electric sparks as far as the eye could see. After gathering her bags (and a minor hernia for him) they moved onto the car rental. Yes, that's right, car rental. He had gotten himself in trouble and had no car or license. So our poor English rose on her first night with her soul mate in a foreign country had to do all the driving. With out revealing to much, there was a certain amount of contact in the car before leaving the parking garage. This moment had taken to long to happen, they hugged, kissed and cried with happiness for a little while before leaving. Fighting the urge to drive on the wrong side of the road (silly English...LOL) and desperate to get to their temporary home, she did an admirable job. He was trying his best to be supportive and a hospitable host. Quietly offering tips to avoid getting slaughtered on the highway and offering any number of places for dinner. She was determined to make the trip non-stop. In fact, it was amazing. She did a fantastic job driving and talking. Her eyes fluttered a few times as He was terribly rude... Running his hands over her while driving...: )
Eventually, just before reaching "home" they stopped at a small store and picked up enough supplies to get them through the night. Finally they made it home. After acquiring the keys, they entered paradise. (in reality, it was a very average motel room.) Too our hero's it was a palace.
A very important fact to be noticed here. While talking about their upcoming visit, they had both decided that things should progress slowly. That idea went out the window in approximately 30 seconds after closing and locking the door. Please do not think badly of our hero's, they had known they were for each other for what felt like eons. Before anyone unpacked or anything else, clothes were flying and our hero's consummated their relationship. Much cuddling and love making took place before they were finally ( temporarily) satisfied. Then they took the time to talk,eat and shower.
All this time,He was looking at her in total admiration. She was beautiful and every bit the woman she had portrayed herself on line. The next few hours were filled with sheer joy and finally exhaustion overcame the pair. He really couldn't remember the last time he slept so well. Many of you probably know the thrill of sleeping with the love of your life. Such feelings of safety and security, knowing you are finally where you should be. There was no music playing but our hero's fell asleep to heavenly tunes.
Anyone who has been reading this site for awhile knows that the next few days and nights were filled with a mixture of extreme happiness and awful clumsiness on his part. As hard as he tried, the spanking thing was new to him and he was a little slow to pick it up. Either he was to gentle or way over the top harsh. It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship and lucky for him, She was an absolute Angel with patience.
One night, during a beautiful time, they were discussing marriage and being right with their feelings. Because they both felt so very right together, He had an idea. Taking his lady by the hand, he lead her outside into the cold but beautiful clear night. The stars were bright and beautiful, the way you can only see them far away from city lights. That night, before God and nature, they took their vows. No, not the same as a proper wedding with a minister and all. It was enough to swear his heart to hers. He took those words to his heart and swore loyalty to her that was never challenged. She did the same but never really considered it a marriage. Still, it was a bonding of souls, She just really wanted it on paper...LOL
Funny but after the "marriage" the spankings were better. Not going to either extreme, he was learning and they were melding.
The other difficult part of their visit was a difference in attitude. From the day She arrived, she dreaded the day she was to leave. He was different and tried hard to convince her to appreciate the time they had.
During their time together, they did a bit of traveling , show his woman the beauty of his country. Every second that passed, he knew brought them closer to departure. Bravely, he smiled and did his best to be strong. It's a terrible thing to be united with your other half and know that you will be separated again soon. He dared not reveal his feelings because she was always on the brink of tears, smart girl, she knew the same as he. They tried to cram all they could into their limited time. This rushed them into going farther than they were ready for. Do not fear, they were blessed enough to survive. They played and were serious. Swearing their loyalty to each other, the fortnight between them opened a whole new life. Our hero's knew that their lives would never again be the same.
The story will continue as long as the hero's have a breath between them.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful wife Daisy
Davey
Friday, July 17, 2009
Jays meme
To be clear from the start, This is Jay's meme but to answer it there would take way to much space. So don't anyone accuse me of nicking anything...LOL
1. If money were no object, what would you be doing with your life? First, whatever I was doing would be being done in England with my Daisy. She and I have spoken of different charitable works we would like to be able to do if we ever find ourselves financially independent.
2. Money is just that, an object, so why aren't you doing it? Because , without the money those dreams are not ready to happen.
3.Whats better: Horses or cows? Depends on how hungry I am...... Horses are very beautiful creatures but I really enjoy a good Cheese burger.
4. What do you think the secret to happiness is?
Honesty seems to be a popular answer to this question...and with good reason. A good, strong faith in the lord is also a good start.
5.When was the last time you had a dream that you either remember well or dit not want to wake up from? Can you share a bit?
It is not uncommon for me to dream of being with Daisy, NO NOT ALWAYS SPANKING...LOL Some dreams are from past, actual events. Others are of our possible future. I rarely wish to wake up from either.
6. When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? I wanted to be any of the following...An Astronaut, Aquanaut,Daredevil or a policeman. Obviously, those didn't work out...LOL I know someone will ask..An Aquanaut is an undersea explorer.
7. Complete this statement: Love is... ever changing, ever growing and always surprising. And yes, true love is also unconditional.
8.Can you tell a good story? (write one) Look a little ways down this blog for part 1, part 2 will come soon....
9.Can you remember your last daydream? What was it about? Sadly my last daydream was about strangling my house leader (boss).... She has been a complete cow as of late.
10. If you were to thank someone today, who would it be? I would thank all the people that for whatever reason have accepted me into their lives as a friend,confidant, lover. And I can never thank Daisy enough for being my wife and soulmate.
OK, J did a better job with this but I told her I would answer it.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful Daisy.
Davey
1. If money were no object, what would you be doing with your life? First, whatever I was doing would be being done in England with my Daisy. She and I have spoken of different charitable works we would like to be able to do if we ever find ourselves financially independent.
2. Money is just that, an object, so why aren't you doing it? Because , without the money those dreams are not ready to happen.
3.Whats better: Horses or cows? Depends on how hungry I am...... Horses are very beautiful creatures but I really enjoy a good Cheese burger.
4. What do you think the secret to happiness is?
Honesty seems to be a popular answer to this question...and with good reason. A good, strong faith in the lord is also a good start.
5.When was the last time you had a dream that you either remember well or dit not want to wake up from? Can you share a bit?
It is not uncommon for me to dream of being with Daisy, NO NOT ALWAYS SPANKING...LOL Some dreams are from past, actual events. Others are of our possible future. I rarely wish to wake up from either.
6. When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? I wanted to be any of the following...An Astronaut, Aquanaut,Daredevil or a policeman. Obviously, those didn't work out...LOL I know someone will ask..An Aquanaut is an undersea explorer.
7. Complete this statement: Love is... ever changing, ever growing and always surprising. And yes, true love is also unconditional.
8.Can you tell a good story? (write one) Look a little ways down this blog for part 1, part 2 will come soon....
9.Can you remember your last daydream? What was it about? Sadly my last daydream was about strangling my house leader (boss).... She has been a complete cow as of late.
10. If you were to thank someone today, who would it be? I would thank all the people that for whatever reason have accepted me into their lives as a friend,confidant, lover. And I can never thank Daisy enough for being my wife and soulmate.
OK, J did a better job with this but I told her I would answer it.
Much love to Jay and my beautiful Daisy.
Davey
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Hello again
Hi folks ,
Sorry about that. My computer was more than sick, it freakin died. My visiting daughter accidentally dropped it. The screen fractured and that was all she wrote. After quickly talking to the company, I found that replacing the screen was more expensive than buying a new laptop.
Took most of the night to calm my daughter.She was damn near hysterical. She knew that Daisy had bought the other laptop for me. She knows it is our primary communication. Between sobs of grief she offered me the only money she has currently, 90.00. I explained over and over that I knew it was an accident and I of course refused the money. It also took quite awhile to convince her that Daisy was not going to hate her, be mad at her or anything crazy like that.
She went with me today to get my new one. I really didn't need her help to set it up but I let her, I think it made her feel better about the whole situation.
She leaves tomorrow and in reality, I have no idea when I will see her again. So it was very important to me and I believe her as well to make sure she could see that all was back to normal by the time she left tonight.
In the mean time, I have missed you all.
Much love to Daisy and J.
Davey
Sorry about that. My computer was more than sick, it freakin died. My visiting daughter accidentally dropped it. The screen fractured and that was all she wrote. After quickly talking to the company, I found that replacing the screen was more expensive than buying a new laptop.
Took most of the night to calm my daughter.She was damn near hysterical. She knew that Daisy had bought the other laptop for me. She knows it is our primary communication. Between sobs of grief she offered me the only money she has currently, 90.00. I explained over and over that I knew it was an accident and I of course refused the money. It also took quite awhile to convince her that Daisy was not going to hate her, be mad at her or anything crazy like that.
She went with me today to get my new one. I really didn't need her help to set it up but I let her, I think it made her feel better about the whole situation.
She leaves tomorrow and in reality, I have no idea when I will see her again. So it was very important to me and I believe her as well to make sure she could see that all was back to normal by the time she left tonight.
In the mean time, I have missed you all.
Much love to Daisy and J.
Davey
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
In the words of Arnie, "I'LL BE BACK...."
Sad news to report. Davey asked me to gatecrash his blog to let everyone know, his computer is very sick. He will not be on here for a while...hopefully only a couple of days, till he gets everything sorted, but you never can tell, so he wanted you all to know he is not online at present.
He sends his love to Jay and everyone,
Love, Daisy!
He sends his love to Jay and everyone,
Love, Daisy!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
A story
Once upon a time there were two people on opposite sides of the world. They quite accidentaly met in the magic world of EYEBALL. A strange little section of the wild world of the internet. He was a horndog, trying to repent. Face it, there are alot of places on line where rude behavior is not only accepted but expected. She on the other hand was a total Lady. Polite and very proper.
These behaviors were so totally refreshing to him that he quickly forgot his usual ways. They chatted nightly for what seemed like forever before they even cammed.
She helped him regain his senses. One of the things they had in common were recently failed marriages. He found that he really did care about the pains she had suffered. He also found that without any problem she would sit and listen to him whine for hours about his problems. This was new and interesting to him. Never before had he been involved with anyone (including his wife) who cared to listen for more than a couple of minute.
They spent ages together on line. Very quickly he discovered that he fell in love with her. She was so very beautiful, inside and out. She on the other hand was a bit more wary. She was still true to the man who hurt her. Faithful to the faithless. Finally she was convinced through various sources and joined her new man in sharing her heart. SHE FINALLY SAID "I LOVE YOU" He spent several days with this wicked huge grin on his face. Finally, he had convinced his soulmate that what they were sharing was real.
No one remembers the exact date when fantasy became reality. The 2 people actually joined the small ranks of people to make a true love conection on line. Again, they spent ages learning and getting to know each other. Sharing there deepest and darkest secrets. Some were harder for her to accept than others but his shining heart and true intentions came through and to his suprise, she loved him more. Alas, he was a silly man. When she brought up the subject of spanking, he damn near ran. Due to his experiences growing up, he could not see spanking as anything but abuse.Once again, the Angel showed her great patience and explained over and over the differences were. Because he loved her, he listened and learned. A beautiful lesson was taught one night. He came to understand what the difference was between what he had witnessed and what was needed. Because of her, he learned and grew. He became the man she needed. Well, almost.
Things had progressed nightly and finally the Angel decided to visit her man. She would travel 1/2 way round the world to come see him. So on the brink of the greatest day of his life, stupid ass had kind of a breakdown. She lost all the money she had spent on airline tickets and he went away for a couple of weeks "to rest".
He felt terrible about the situation. That was a very hard time for our hapless heros. But, like all really starcrossed lovers they started over and it worked so well. He lost his house.He had fallen so far behind. His daughter was sent to live with his ex-wife. He had no heat and it was winter in upstate ny. Why did he not throw in the towel and completely crash? Because he had a wonderful angel that would not let him give up. They talked on the phone for months, computer access was unavailable. SHE refused to give up. Finally, he moved to an apartment. He had to move in with a room mate. Further proof that she was/is an angel...His room mate was an ex-lover. Very slowly the months again passed and she decided to once again visit his land.
This time it worked. She flew from the land of royalty and joined him in the land of the free. Although there were none in the "real" world, both of our hero's saw fireworks when they finally were together. I swear, the air was alive....Everything went to slow motion and our hero's met. Eyes locked first and then lips.
Good Glory, things were all crazy. Felt like the two were together forever. Like they knew they should have always been together.
When I have time, I will continue this Story.
much love to J and Daisy,
Davey
These behaviors were so totally refreshing to him that he quickly forgot his usual ways. They chatted nightly for what seemed like forever before they even cammed.
She helped him regain his senses. One of the things they had in common were recently failed marriages. He found that he really did care about the pains she had suffered. He also found that without any problem she would sit and listen to him whine for hours about his problems. This was new and interesting to him. Never before had he been involved with anyone (including his wife) who cared to listen for more than a couple of minute.
They spent ages together on line. Very quickly he discovered that he fell in love with her. She was so very beautiful, inside and out. She on the other hand was a bit more wary. She was still true to the man who hurt her. Faithful to the faithless. Finally she was convinced through various sources and joined her new man in sharing her heart. SHE FINALLY SAID "I LOVE YOU" He spent several days with this wicked huge grin on his face. Finally, he had convinced his soulmate that what they were sharing was real.
No one remembers the exact date when fantasy became reality. The 2 people actually joined the small ranks of people to make a true love conection on line. Again, they spent ages learning and getting to know each other. Sharing there deepest and darkest secrets. Some were harder for her to accept than others but his shining heart and true intentions came through and to his suprise, she loved him more. Alas, he was a silly man. When she brought up the subject of spanking, he damn near ran. Due to his experiences growing up, he could not see spanking as anything but abuse.Once again, the Angel showed her great patience and explained over and over the differences were. Because he loved her, he listened and learned. A beautiful lesson was taught one night. He came to understand what the difference was between what he had witnessed and what was needed. Because of her, he learned and grew. He became the man she needed. Well, almost.
Things had progressed nightly and finally the Angel decided to visit her man. She would travel 1/2 way round the world to come see him. So on the brink of the greatest day of his life, stupid ass had kind of a breakdown. She lost all the money she had spent on airline tickets and he went away for a couple of weeks "to rest".
He felt terrible about the situation. That was a very hard time for our hapless heros. But, like all really starcrossed lovers they started over and it worked so well. He lost his house.He had fallen so far behind. His daughter was sent to live with his ex-wife. He had no heat and it was winter in upstate ny. Why did he not throw in the towel and completely crash? Because he had a wonderful angel that would not let him give up. They talked on the phone for months, computer access was unavailable. SHE refused to give up. Finally, he moved to an apartment. He had to move in with a room mate. Further proof that she was/is an angel...His room mate was an ex-lover. Very slowly the months again passed and she decided to once again visit his land.
This time it worked. She flew from the land of royalty and joined him in the land of the free. Although there were none in the "real" world, both of our hero's saw fireworks when they finally were together. I swear, the air was alive....Everything went to slow motion and our hero's met. Eyes locked first and then lips.
Good Glory, things were all crazy. Felt like the two were together forever. Like they knew they should have always been together.
When I have time, I will continue this Story.
much love to J and Daisy,
Davey
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Use your Blog name if you prefer
LAST NAME GAME...
Rules: It's harder than it looks. Use the 1st letter OF YOUR LAST NAME OR BLOGGER NAME to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real places, names, things, nothing made up. Use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. You can't use your name for the boy/girl question.
Have Fun!! Boy, this is hard when you last name starts with a "0"
1. What is your last OR BLOGGER NAME name - SEUSS
2. A 4 Letter Word - smut...OOPS
3. A Boys name - Stanley
4. A Girls name - Sabrinia
5. An occupation – Spaceman
6. A color - Sky blue
7. Something you wear – Socks
8. A beverage - Soda
9. A food – Spaghetti
10. Something found in the bathroom – Soap
11. A place – Santa's workshop..... Not made up....LOL It's an amusement park.
12. A Reason for being late: Sex
13. Something you shout - SHAZAM
Thanks....
Please read the next entry as well.....
Much love to J and Daisy
Peace, Davey
Rules: It's harder than it looks. Use the 1st letter OF YOUR LAST NAME OR BLOGGER NAME to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real places, names, things, nothing made up. Use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. You can't use your name for the boy/girl question.
Have Fun!! Boy, this is hard when you last name starts with a "0"
1. What is your last OR BLOGGER NAME name - SEUSS
2. A 4 Letter Word - smut...OOPS
3. A Boys name - Stanley
4. A Girls name - Sabrinia
5. An occupation – Spaceman
6. A color - Sky blue
7. Something you wear – Socks
8. A beverage - Soda
9. A food – Spaghetti
10. Something found in the bathroom – Soap
11. A place – Santa's workshop..... Not made up....LOL It's an amusement park.
12. A Reason for being late: Sex
13. Something you shout - SHAZAM
Thanks....
Please read the next entry as well.....
Much love to J and Daisy
Peace, Davey
Friday, July 10, 2009
Catching up
Hi folks,
This is as the title says, a catch up post.
1st I need to tell you all how very proud I am of my daughter Jay, J, Jflame...However you know her. I know for a fact that what she is going is a scarey and difficult time. J, I hope you know I will be here for whatever help I can be.
2nd Thank you to those who wished us well on my other daughter's trip to the amusement park. It was so very cool. Due to bad weather early in the day and it being a Tuesday, the park was nearly empty. NO LINES !!!!!!!!! We spent about 5 hrs there. I literaly wore a hole in my shoe. LOL The rides were very exciting and fun, especially the new one but, the best part of the day was all the time she and I spent together. Talking to her and observing (parents do this) in the public surroundings really helped us get closer again. [anyone actually interested in the rides, contact me. LOL] I dont know if it is intentional or not but her mother seems to be blocking some of our attempts to spend time together. Ordinarily,my daughter comes up for the summer alone. This year, mom and new hubby came. A little tension because mom seems to be sucking up the only time off I get. This, I hope, will not end as ugly as it could.
3rd anyone in a recipe mood, I have posted one on Daisy's monthly recipe call. It would be cheating to repost it here...LOL
Last, I still have no control over the font, color, size or anything else...YES, I know where the control buttons are SUPPOSED to be but they seem to be gone.
Ok, I am caught up. Next time, I will try to be interesting. LOL
As always, much love to J and my wonderful wife Daisy.
Peace,
Davey
P.S. My place still feels naked without the play list. I really hope it was mildly interesting at times. Shame it had to go....peace, Davey
This is as the title says, a catch up post.
1st I need to tell you all how very proud I am of my daughter Jay, J, Jflame...However you know her. I know for a fact that what she is going is a scarey and difficult time. J, I hope you know I will be here for whatever help I can be.
2nd Thank you to those who wished us well on my other daughter's trip to the amusement park. It was so very cool. Due to bad weather early in the day and it being a Tuesday, the park was nearly empty. NO LINES !!!!!!!!! We spent about 5 hrs there. I literaly wore a hole in my shoe. LOL The rides were very exciting and fun, especially the new one but, the best part of the day was all the time she and I spent together. Talking to her and observing (parents do this) in the public surroundings really helped us get closer again. [anyone actually interested in the rides, contact me. LOL] I dont know if it is intentional or not but her mother seems to be blocking some of our attempts to spend time together. Ordinarily,my daughter comes up for the summer alone. This year, mom and new hubby came. A little tension because mom seems to be sucking up the only time off I get. This, I hope, will not end as ugly as it could.
3rd anyone in a recipe mood, I have posted one on Daisy's monthly recipe call. It would be cheating to repost it here...LOL
Last, I still have no control over the font, color, size or anything else...YES, I know where the control buttons are SUPPOSED to be but they seem to be gone.
Ok, I am caught up. Next time, I will try to be interesting. LOL
As always, much love to J and my wonderful wife Daisy.
Peace,
Davey
P.S. My place still feels naked without the play list. I really hope it was mildly interesting at times. Shame it had to go....peace, Davey
Monday, July 6, 2009
OK, I'm back
It still wont let me control size or color text. OK J, hush, I have been good with color choices.LOL
Nothing really new to talk about. Just wanted to put up a "WATCH THIS SPACE" Notice. I am sure that I will come up with a bril post someday soon....
I wanted to welcome allystepsforward to this blog. Glad you liked the song, sorry it seems that my play list was the problem.
PK, Darlin, you are always welcome here. I did visit your site again, OK, was not an in depth comment but at least you knew I was there...
Today I am going to hang out with my daughter. No big deal to most, I understand that. In our case,it is a biggie. She lives in Texas with her mom. I saw her once this year due to my marriage to Daisy, we were only 700 plus miles away....What the hell, ROAD TRIP>>>LOL Those of you that read this regularly Have heard of our exploits on that trip. Was supposed to go to an Amusement park with her today. Her mother "accidentally" planned a different event and she will be dropped by later. No big deal, I can be fun to an exhausted audience just as easily...
Tell you something that sounds silly? I really miss the play list.I had just added a bunch and changed the order....GRRRRRRR I was only trying to share a lot of missed or forgotten music. Well, since Daisy thinks I have no musical taste, it's not missed there....LOLOLOL
For those in the know, Things are looking better for the passport. Actually managed to get some governmental assistance. It seems like I will come home eventually.
So, basically, this was just a catch up post, I will try hard to make the next one interesting in some way. LOL
As always much love to J and my dearly beloved, Daisy
Davey
Nothing really new to talk about. Just wanted to put up a "WATCH THIS SPACE" Notice. I am sure that I will come up with a bril post someday soon....
I wanted to welcome allystepsforward to this blog. Glad you liked the song, sorry it seems that my play list was the problem.
PK, Darlin, you are always welcome here. I did visit your site again, OK, was not an in depth comment but at least you knew I was there...
Today I am going to hang out with my daughter. No big deal to most, I understand that. In our case,it is a biggie. She lives in Texas with her mom. I saw her once this year due to my marriage to Daisy, we were only 700 plus miles away....What the hell, ROAD TRIP>>>LOL Those of you that read this regularly Have heard of our exploits on that trip. Was supposed to go to an Amusement park with her today. Her mother "accidentally" planned a different event and she will be dropped by later. No big deal, I can be fun to an exhausted audience just as easily...
Tell you something that sounds silly? I really miss the play list.I had just added a bunch and changed the order....GRRRRRRR I was only trying to share a lot of missed or forgotten music. Well, since Daisy thinks I have no musical taste, it's not missed there....LOLOLOL
For those in the know, Things are looking better for the passport. Actually managed to get some governmental assistance. It seems like I will come home eventually.
So, basically, this was just a catch up post, I will try hard to make the next one interesting in some way. LOL
As always much love to J and my dearly beloved, Daisy
Davey
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Good bye playlist
Well, Daisy has discovered that our playlist's were probably causing the probs. So as much as I hate to, it has been removed. Hope this solves the problems.
Davey
Davey
Lonely
Ok, I really am not sure what is going on with the blog world but it's something weird. This wont even let me control my font. I also realize my last couple of posts were less than exciting but no comments? I have heard that a couple of folks have tried to comment but were unable. Daisy assures me that it is a widespread problem but I was really starting to enjoy this silly little world. I dont like to think of it as being gone. Maybe I am a softie but I really miss the interaction.
Well, The playlist is a bit different. I thought it was a decent change of pace.
My e-mail addy is dseuss12@gmail.com If anyone wants to say hello. I have had a few problems trying to get onto other blogs as well.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
Well, The playlist is a bit different. I thought it was a decent change of pace.
My e-mail addy is dseuss12@gmail.com If anyone wants to say hello. I have had a few problems trying to get onto other blogs as well.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy.
Davey
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Somewhere over the rainbow
I just discovered this guys work...unfortunately, I discovered him after he passed....
Sunday, June 28, 2009
???
Gee, time for another entry but nothing real or interesting comes to mind.... OK, for real, I just want you folks to know that I will probably be missing in action for the next month or so. I will try to get on when I can. My daughter is visiting. I don't see her often so I do try to take advantage when I can. I am sure Daisy will manage to keep you updated on any and all changes.
One other thing.... Recently, I wrote a blog entry , posted it and retracted it. I kinda thought that deleting it was quick enough. Apparently a few of you saw it, noticed it or whatever. I did not mean to cause confusion, it was just me venting and then deciding better. LOL It is just a lost entry.
Well, you folks behave, don't get to crazy.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy,
Davey
One other thing.... Recently, I wrote a blog entry , posted it and retracted it. I kinda thought that deleting it was quick enough. Apparently a few of you saw it, noticed it or whatever. I did not mean to cause confusion, it was just me venting and then deciding better. LOL It is just a lost entry.
Well, you folks behave, don't get to crazy.
Much love to J and my beautiful wife Daisy,
Davey
Saturday, June 27, 2009
What About Farrah?
Hi folks,
It is a tragedy that Michael Jackson died at the age of 50, an early age nowadays. Everyone with a lick of sense knows he was a fantastic performer. A Humanitarian and a person of great depth. Yes, he had dark points and was at very least a very strange Bloke. I don't lend a lot of support to him being a pedophile but he did not do a lot to stay above reproach. I understand trying to recover a lost childhood but someone of that notoriety NEEDS to stay above reproach.
Now, what bothers me a bit is that Farrah Fawcett died the very same day. Yes, I know, she had been suffering from cancer for ages. Do you Know that Farrah spent the later part of her career doing TV movies exposing the amounts of spousal abuse and things like that. Working towards preventing and education about abusing women. Yes, she had a hard row with chemical dependency but having cancer kinda leads one to probs. Should I also mention that at one point or another almost every man on the planet had a bit of a crush on her??? LOL
Watching the news shows here, she is like a forgotten soul. I doubt anyone shed a tear for her passing. (excluding friends and family) Farrah faced so many problems and did not always do it well but for gods sake, do any of us handle every problem well? Ladies imagine being married to Lee Majors.....LOL
I am not saying that either death is more or less important. I just think it is sad how 1 can be so easily overlooked. Outside of America does anyone know her other than being 1 of Charlie's Angels?.
OK, enough ranting...
Love you Daisy, Love you J.
Peace,
Davey
It is a tragedy that Michael Jackson died at the age of 50, an early age nowadays. Everyone with a lick of sense knows he was a fantastic performer. A Humanitarian and a person of great depth. Yes, he had dark points and was at very least a very strange Bloke. I don't lend a lot of support to him being a pedophile but he did not do a lot to stay above reproach. I understand trying to recover a lost childhood but someone of that notoriety NEEDS to stay above reproach.
Now, what bothers me a bit is that Farrah Fawcett died the very same day. Yes, I know, she had been suffering from cancer for ages. Do you Know that Farrah spent the later part of her career doing TV movies exposing the amounts of spousal abuse and things like that. Working towards preventing and education about abusing women. Yes, she had a hard row with chemical dependency but having cancer kinda leads one to probs. Should I also mention that at one point or another almost every man on the planet had a bit of a crush on her??? LOL
Watching the news shows here, she is like a forgotten soul. I doubt anyone shed a tear for her passing. (excluding friends and family) Farrah faced so many problems and did not always do it well but for gods sake, do any of us handle every problem well? Ladies imagine being married to Lee Majors.....LOL
I am not saying that either death is more or less important. I just think it is sad how 1 can be so easily overlooked. Outside of America does anyone know her other than being 1 of Charlie's Angels?.
OK, enough ranting...
Love you Daisy, Love you J.
Peace,
Davey
Thursday, June 18, 2009
OK, I am a softie
I had a very touching moment with my daughter tonight. (Sorry J, the other one.) In order for it to make any sense to most folk, I have to copy the story here. If you know it, skip to the end, if you dont, please read it.
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Dutch Lullaby)
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea---
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish---
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam---
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 't was a dream they 'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea---
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Alright, The background story is that I read that lullaby to my girl nightly for a very long time when she was an infant. It put her to sleep and always with a smile.
Unknown to me, like most kids, she had completely forgotten it. Awhile back, I gave her a box of stuff that I had been saving since she was born. Originally I was to save it till she was older but with her being so far away and my life in turmoil, I jumped the gun a bit.
I guess girlie finally got around to opening the book. It was a bitter sweet moment.
She actually started crying because she remembered it. Which of course made it really odd when I got something in my eye which caused them both to tear...Wild coincidence huh?
It's strange the things that can bring us closer together. A silly old book, a surprise phone call, the odd mail. Little, simple things that just tweak a nerve. Letting those we love most know that they are really loved and appreciated.
I am sure you all know this but just in case a reminder is needed......
Sorry, this is sappier than usual but it was needed. As my friend Bear noted, writing on here does me a world of good.
Daisy, J, much love to you both. Somehow, I don't think telling my other daughter about this site would be a great Idea....LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Peace,
Davey
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Dutch Lullaby)
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe---
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!"
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea---
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish---
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam---
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 't was a dream they 'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea---
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Alright, The background story is that I read that lullaby to my girl nightly for a very long time when she was an infant. It put her to sleep and always with a smile.
Unknown to me, like most kids, she had completely forgotten it. Awhile back, I gave her a box of stuff that I had been saving since she was born. Originally I was to save it till she was older but with her being so far away and my life in turmoil, I jumped the gun a bit.
I guess girlie finally got around to opening the book. It was a bitter sweet moment.
She actually started crying because she remembered it. Which of course made it really odd when I got something in my eye which caused them both to tear...Wild coincidence huh?
It's strange the things that can bring us closer together. A silly old book, a surprise phone call, the odd mail. Little, simple things that just tweak a nerve. Letting those we love most know that they are really loved and appreciated.
I am sure you all know this but just in case a reminder is needed......
Sorry, this is sappier than usual but it was needed. As my friend Bear noted, writing on here does me a world of good.
Daisy, J, much love to you both. Somehow, I don't think telling my other daughter about this site would be a great Idea....LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Peace,
Davey
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Another list
OK, Here we go again. Please notice I was careful not to pick an offensive color. LOL Again, this is my version of a gratitude list. Taking a word which is unpleasant and making the best of it.
L. Loving, Lovely, Loyal and Loud.....Oh, OK, I will explain. The first two are obvious. When she (my Daisy) thinks I am being mistreated.... Loud is an understatement.
O. Obviously the woman I have always been trying to find. For those of you who think this is lame.....O is not an easy letter...lOl ODD. be patient Milady, Odd is how it felt when I realized that this woman really loves me despite my quirks...Yes damn it, I fall a little short of perfect.
N. Noble. That is how my lady stands to our daily fight to be together. She worries, she cries but never falters in our Never ending battle. Nice, she tries so hard and often succeeds at this. Considering she is a natural born Brat, this is an accomplishment indeed. Nasty, a very special mood and I think that is enough said.
E. Equal. Took me awhile to understand that Daisy is my Exact Equal. We balance each other so very well. Where I falter, she is strong. When she starts to freak, I am here to calm her. Extra, when I think we have gone as far as possible, babygirl always brings more. Extreme....... Leave it to your imaginations
L. Luscious , yet another descriptive word for my daisy. Learned, Glory knows the poor girl has picked up quite an Education since hooking up with me. Lovable, The most accurate word for Daisy. She is the strangest combo of naive and wise, innocent and Learned.
Y. YUMMY. Self explanatory. YAY, I have found my soulmate. Years, the time we have spent trying to be together. Yes... The sweetest sound I ever heard. I asked Daisy to marry me and when she said yes, a chorus of Angels sang.
Thank you to all who read this.
Much love to Daisy and Jay.
Davey
L. Loving, Lovely, Loyal and Loud.....Oh, OK, I will explain. The first two are obvious. When she (my Daisy) thinks I am being mistreated.... Loud is an understatement.
O. Obviously the woman I have always been trying to find. For those of you who think this is lame.....O is not an easy letter...lOl ODD. be patient Milady, Odd is how it felt when I realized that this woman really loves me despite my quirks...Yes damn it, I fall a little short of perfect.
N. Noble. That is how my lady stands to our daily fight to be together. She worries, she cries but never falters in our Never ending battle. Nice, she tries so hard and often succeeds at this. Considering she is a natural born Brat, this is an accomplishment indeed. Nasty, a very special mood and I think that is enough said.
E. Equal. Took me awhile to understand that Daisy is my Exact Equal. We balance each other so very well. Where I falter, she is strong. When she starts to freak, I am here to calm her. Extra, when I think we have gone as far as possible, babygirl always brings more. Extreme....... Leave it to your imaginations
L. Luscious , yet another descriptive word for my daisy. Learned, Glory knows the poor girl has picked up quite an Education since hooking up with me. Lovable, The most accurate word for Daisy. She is the strangest combo of naive and wise, innocent and Learned.
Y. YUMMY. Self explanatory. YAY, I have found my soulmate. Years, the time we have spent trying to be together. Yes... The sweetest sound I ever heard. I asked Daisy to marry me and when she said yes, a chorus of Angels sang.
Thank you to all who read this.
Much love to Daisy and Jay.
Davey
Monday, June 15, 2009
OOPS, I NEED A TITLE
Sorry folks, I am guilty of ignoring my poor pitiful excuse for a blog. I could blame any number of reasons for this but the truth be told... I am just frustrated and a bit sad. Despite all our attempts and every bit of effort Daisy and I have put into it, we are still 7,000 miles apart. I dont like to come on here and whine about my misfortunes so, instead I have stayed quiet.
The good news is, there are a couple of new openings . We will keep you posted as I have to believe things will turn around soon.
I guess I should address My beloveds "10 rules". She is a lovely woman but gets carried away with her jokes.... Bear, you called it right, she talked herself into a good one for that. Ronnie, your original post of this was quite interesting. Since dear sweet Daisy decided to create her own , I guess I shall do the same.
THE RULES
1. Do not Brat your way into a spank because it is hours away and then try to whine your way out when time arrives.... A little foresight goes along way.
2. When you think your man is cruel or heartless, take a moment to remember all the things he has "overlooked" along the way.
3. If you give a man dominion over your arse, you no longer get to choose exactly when or what type spank you get.
4. You can not claim to be submissive and try to control the rules.
5. 15 warnings will not be undone by an I'm sorry.
6. Despite Daisy's rules...Most guys dont want to be locked in a shed to try to ignite their gas. LOL
7. Participating in a "girls night out" on a scheduled Maintenance night is a bad idea.
8. "How's your ass" is actually a caring question from your spanker.
9. Nothing says "I love you" like a bright red bow on a brand new (choose your utensil)
MOST IMPORTANT
10. Serious or joke, there is no such thing as a set of rules for all couples.... The only rule I can imagine is this. Go forth and love, respect and honour your mate. Spanker or Spankee....It is all about respect.
Love to J and Daisy,
Davey
PS...Who is your favorite muppet?
Gonzo is mine.
The good news is, there are a couple of new openings . We will keep you posted as I have to believe things will turn around soon.
I guess I should address My beloveds "10 rules". She is a lovely woman but gets carried away with her jokes.... Bear, you called it right, she talked herself into a good one for that. Ronnie, your original post of this was quite interesting. Since dear sweet Daisy decided to create her own , I guess I shall do the same.
THE RULES
1. Do not Brat your way into a spank because it is hours away and then try to whine your way out when time arrives.... A little foresight goes along way.
2. When you think your man is cruel or heartless, take a moment to remember all the things he has "overlooked" along the way.
3. If you give a man dominion over your arse, you no longer get to choose exactly when or what type spank you get.
4. You can not claim to be submissive and try to control the rules.
5. 15 warnings will not be undone by an I'm sorry.
6. Despite Daisy's rules...Most guys dont want to be locked in a shed to try to ignite their gas. LOL
7. Participating in a "girls night out" on a scheduled Maintenance night is a bad idea.
8. "How's your ass" is actually a caring question from your spanker.
9. Nothing says "I love you" like a bright red bow on a brand new (choose your utensil)
MOST IMPORTANT
10. Serious or joke, there is no such thing as a set of rules for all couples.... The only rule I can imagine is this. Go forth and love, respect and honour your mate. Spanker or Spankee....It is all about respect.
Love to J and Daisy,
Davey
PS...Who is your favorite muppet?
Gonzo is mine.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Another Entry
OK, This is odd. I feel a strong urge to write but I dont have a clue what this is meant to be about.
First off, I want to thank all who so very generously gave emotional support to Daisy. I hate to admit it but I can't be or do everything. The damn passport thing is driving us both just a bit loony. a brief picture of how frustrating it is? Think of a spanker with 2 broken arms and a paddle in his lap. LOL
I'd like to say Hello to my "daughter's " new friend Saffron. Welcome dear. I have read some of your blog and am looking forward to "watching " you grow in spanktown. Alright, not the usual word but I like it. I wont waste everyone's time with the warnings , you know what I mean... (joking)
I really want to thank you folks for the friendship offered here. I will be honest. When Daisy first suggested that I come here , I really had no idea what to expect. I think what I love most is the amount of respect shown to each and everyone. I have been to other sites where this was not the case. I really came close to refusing to visit here. I have been to another site and it lacked the "class" this has. Everything I read there was" how to treat your bitch" I obviously didn't stay long.
Again I will say, what I love most about here is the ample respect given. In the right situation, I will spank the daylights out of Daisy and on a rare occasion use profane language. At the end of the day, there is no one I respect more than Daisy.
Just in case a new reader stumbles across this rambling. I think it is beautiful that here we all are seeking our own places and finding comfort in companionship. Amazingly enough, I have stumbled upon several people lately that believe any sort of spanking is wrong. I admit, I once felt that way, having witnessed abuse a lot. As I expressed before, closed minds are a definite pet peeve.
well folks, pain meds kicking in, time to say bye.
Much love to Daisy and Jay
davey
First off, I want to thank all who so very generously gave emotional support to Daisy. I hate to admit it but I can't be or do everything. The damn passport thing is driving us both just a bit loony. a brief picture of how frustrating it is? Think of a spanker with 2 broken arms and a paddle in his lap. LOL
I'd like to say Hello to my "daughter's " new friend Saffron. Welcome dear. I have read some of your blog and am looking forward to "watching " you grow in spanktown. Alright, not the usual word but I like it. I wont waste everyone's time with the warnings , you know what I mean... (joking)
I really want to thank you folks for the friendship offered here. I will be honest. When Daisy first suggested that I come here , I really had no idea what to expect. I think what I love most is the amount of respect shown to each and everyone. I have been to other sites where this was not the case. I really came close to refusing to visit here. I have been to another site and it lacked the "class" this has. Everything I read there was" how to treat your bitch" I obviously didn't stay long.
Again I will say, what I love most about here is the ample respect given. In the right situation, I will spank the daylights out of Daisy and on a rare occasion use profane language. At the end of the day, there is no one I respect more than Daisy.
Just in case a new reader stumbles across this rambling. I think it is beautiful that here we all are seeking our own places and finding comfort in companionship. Amazingly enough, I have stumbled upon several people lately that believe any sort of spanking is wrong. I admit, I once felt that way, having witnessed abuse a lot. As I expressed before, closed minds are a definite pet peeve.
well folks, pain meds kicking in, time to say bye.
Much love to Daisy and Jay
davey
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Exceptional Spank
Hello folks,
This is a the story of a spank that I was not sure I wanted to tell but after thinking about it, I want to share.
Anyone who has read this blog for awhile knows that Daisy and I have had very limited amounts of time together. On our last visit, we were together for the longest time ever. Sadly, privacy was not in abundance.
We did however know that on our honeymoon we would have that blessed privacy. I promised Daisy that I would tend to her neglected ass, I didn't have any reason to think it would have to be punishment. Honestly, I thought it would be a nice, long playful thing. Bless her little heart, Daisy changed my mind.
The date for her Nice spank was a Friday. Wouldn't you know, on Wednesday my dearheart decided to start acting bratty. Constant sarcasim , that twinkle in her eye, knowing that she was safe for the moment. I have explained this before but any new arrivals I will do so again. Daisy is a fantastic woman, smart,beautiful and witty. She does however have one flaw. She forgets that safety at the moment does not last forever. I warned her on more than one occassion but she just knew this was the time to play up. Where we were staying there was only times for short (albiet severe) spanks but never enough to make a difference.
When we left on Friday morning, I had such a huge smile because I knew what was to come. Everyone else thought I was happy to be going to see my daughter (no, not Jay). Daisy had no clue that I had already formulated a plan.
We drove for some 8-9 hrs that day. Between sarcastic comments about my taste in music, driving and how "that just wouldn't happen in england" She was riding it out to the end. The other cause of conflict was my smoking. I will say it now...It is a dirty disgusting, nasty and dangerous habit. I and every smoker in the world knows that. I was cutting down but nagging a smoker is counter productive. The more you nag, the more I want to light up and blow smoke rings.
With one last warning, I just stopped. I let her rule the music and I let continue nagging. I guess she didnt notice that I had settled into the serenity one finds when he knows Justice will be done.
We finally arrived and checked into a nice motel. It was to late to visit my daughter but after a quick call, it was game time. While daisy went for a shower, I got busy. I unpacked all our equipment and found a piece of paper. I carefully tore the paper into 9 pieces. On each piece I wrote a different tool. I turned the pieces over and left them for later use.
Then I joined her in the shower and told her that the night was going to be long. Of course dear Daisy instantly tried to back peddle. "Davey, I was just joking with you, you know I didnt mean any of it." I just looked at her and her lip started to quiver. One real good quality about Daisy is that she can see in my eyes when she has gone to far and is about to be taught a lesson. The shower ended eventually, give her credit she tried several "special" ways to delay that end. I'm not stupid, I saw what she was up to but it was time for discipline. We got out of the shower and toweld off, except for her backside. She protested untill I told her every word was an extra stroke. Daisy still thinks that becomming VERY submissive just before a spank will forgive all the wrongs that earned it in the first place.
In the main room was a hard backed chair. Daisy saw all out tools laid out and her mouth dropped. I sat in the chair and instructed her to take her position..."Davey, I said I was sorry, you really dont"...I took her hand and pulled her into position. OTK. A position she once swore she would never do. Holding her tight, I began spanking her still wet ass. Numbers were not important now. I just kept on alternating swats and stings while I reminded her of all she had done to deserve this spank. I was doing the lecture thing. Unemotional , kept my voice very monotone and just droned on. This was hard to do. Monotone is difficult with daisy laying over your knees Trying hard to stiffle her protests and Yes, even a few tears. After about 45 minutes of this, I stopped and gave her arse a brisk massage. This does wonders for making sure it was effective. Now was time for my little game.
I told her to stand up. Asked how she felt. "Davey, I have learned my lesson, I am sorry." Well, I am glad you are learning but we have more to do. Her head just slumped and was that a tremble I saw? I showed her the pieces of paper and told her to write the numbers 10,20,30 qnd 50. each number once on a piece. a quick slap to her ass prevented her from turning them over. After she completed her task, I told her to build a mountain of pillows on the bed, while I got out the restraints. I restrained her quite tight ly with her bright red ass high in the air. She was still trying to talk her way out but I told her, this was the price for taking over advantage of safe zones. After she was secure I went and got the papers she had numbered. After a brief look, I told her luck was not with her tonight. Then I told her to pick which number she wanted to start with. Ok, maybe I was a little harsh but so was she....lol
Her 10 piece was Hand, bad choice there. The rule was, I would spank, she had to count. Miss a number and I had to start over.
The hand spank was no problem for her. It was over quick and a bit of a massage followed. Her second choice was worse
she went for 30. The 30 was written on belt. So, I delivered. She kept counting as I kept telling her that I loved her but I will not tolerate behaviour that undermines my control. By this point, counting was almost impossible. Looking at her ass and listening to her gasping, I almost decided to stop. ALMOST. I have seen what happened when I went "soft" before. For some reason, being "nice" is seen as a sign of weakness.
Next she picked 20, I almost felt bad. 20 was written on the whippete. A very stingy thing. Because I doubted it at first, I once slapped my arm with it. I had a welt for more than 24 hrs. I decided to do this one in silence. Before I started I told her to count but think about all I had told her. I forgave the 4-5 times she didnt count due to screaming.
The last number was 50. That was the Hair brush. When I showed her the paper, she just closed her eyes and sobbed.
Please remember I am actually a nice guy and it takes alot to push me that far.
I started with the brush, hard stings. Occassionally switching sides so the bristles hit first. This causes a very small amount of skin puncture.
I made it to 35 before daisy finally said the word. The safeword That she had only uttered once before. To be honest with you, she said it twice, The first time was so quiet and I was of course talking. When I heard it, I stopped instantly. I went and gathered A wash rag and ice water. I took care of her wounds and talked calmly to her. Expressed my love. I can honestly say, I have never loved anyone like I do daisy but I still have to stand my ground. Yes , she was still bound. Because we were not finished yet. Now was time for utter submission.
DO TO DECENCY WE SKIP THE NEXT HALF HOUR.
After which I undo her restraints and we cuddle ourselves off to sleep.
I hope this didnt offend anyone but occassionaly I have to remind folks this site isnt always about the silly....LOL
as always, MUCH LOVE to Daisy and Jay.
This is a the story of a spank that I was not sure I wanted to tell but after thinking about it, I want to share.
Anyone who has read this blog for awhile knows that Daisy and I have had very limited amounts of time together. On our last visit, we were together for the longest time ever. Sadly, privacy was not in abundance.
We did however know that on our honeymoon we would have that blessed privacy. I promised Daisy that I would tend to her neglected ass, I didn't have any reason to think it would have to be punishment. Honestly, I thought it would be a nice, long playful thing. Bless her little heart, Daisy changed my mind.
The date for her Nice spank was a Friday. Wouldn't you know, on Wednesday my dearheart decided to start acting bratty. Constant sarcasim , that twinkle in her eye, knowing that she was safe for the moment. I have explained this before but any new arrivals I will do so again. Daisy is a fantastic woman, smart,beautiful and witty. She does however have one flaw. She forgets that safety at the moment does not last forever. I warned her on more than one occassion but she just knew this was the time to play up. Where we were staying there was only times for short (albiet severe) spanks but never enough to make a difference.
When we left on Friday morning, I had such a huge smile because I knew what was to come. Everyone else thought I was happy to be going to see my daughter (no, not Jay). Daisy had no clue that I had already formulated a plan.
We drove for some 8-9 hrs that day. Between sarcastic comments about my taste in music, driving and how "that just wouldn't happen in england" She was riding it out to the end. The other cause of conflict was my smoking. I will say it now...It is a dirty disgusting, nasty and dangerous habit. I and every smoker in the world knows that. I was cutting down but nagging a smoker is counter productive. The more you nag, the more I want to light up and blow smoke rings.
With one last warning, I just stopped. I let her rule the music and I let continue nagging. I guess she didnt notice that I had settled into the serenity one finds when he knows Justice will be done.
We finally arrived and checked into a nice motel. It was to late to visit my daughter but after a quick call, it was game time. While daisy went for a shower, I got busy. I unpacked all our equipment and found a piece of paper. I carefully tore the paper into 9 pieces. On each piece I wrote a different tool. I turned the pieces over and left them for later use.
Then I joined her in the shower and told her that the night was going to be long. Of course dear Daisy instantly tried to back peddle. "Davey, I was just joking with you, you know I didnt mean any of it." I just looked at her and her lip started to quiver. One real good quality about Daisy is that she can see in my eyes when she has gone to far and is about to be taught a lesson. The shower ended eventually, give her credit she tried several "special" ways to delay that end. I'm not stupid, I saw what she was up to but it was time for discipline. We got out of the shower and toweld off, except for her backside. She protested untill I told her every word was an extra stroke. Daisy still thinks that becomming VERY submissive just before a spank will forgive all the wrongs that earned it in the first place.
In the main room was a hard backed chair. Daisy saw all out tools laid out and her mouth dropped. I sat in the chair and instructed her to take her position..."Davey, I said I was sorry, you really dont"...I took her hand and pulled her into position. OTK. A position she once swore she would never do. Holding her tight, I began spanking her still wet ass. Numbers were not important now. I just kept on alternating swats and stings while I reminded her of all she had done to deserve this spank. I was doing the lecture thing. Unemotional , kept my voice very monotone and just droned on. This was hard to do. Monotone is difficult with daisy laying over your knees Trying hard to stiffle her protests and Yes, even a few tears. After about 45 minutes of this, I stopped and gave her arse a brisk massage. This does wonders for making sure it was effective. Now was time for my little game.
I told her to stand up. Asked how she felt. "Davey, I have learned my lesson, I am sorry." Well, I am glad you are learning but we have more to do. Her head just slumped and was that a tremble I saw? I showed her the pieces of paper and told her to write the numbers 10,20,30 qnd 50. each number once on a piece. a quick slap to her ass prevented her from turning them over. After she completed her task, I told her to build a mountain of pillows on the bed, while I got out the restraints. I restrained her quite tight ly with her bright red ass high in the air. She was still trying to talk her way out but I told her, this was the price for taking over advantage of safe zones. After she was secure I went and got the papers she had numbered. After a brief look, I told her luck was not with her tonight. Then I told her to pick which number she wanted to start with. Ok, maybe I was a little harsh but so was she....lol
Her 10 piece was Hand, bad choice there. The rule was, I would spank, she had to count. Miss a number and I had to start over.
The hand spank was no problem for her. It was over quick and a bit of a massage followed. Her second choice was worse
she went for 30. The 30 was written on belt. So, I delivered. She kept counting as I kept telling her that I loved her but I will not tolerate behaviour that undermines my control. By this point, counting was almost impossible. Looking at her ass and listening to her gasping, I almost decided to stop. ALMOST. I have seen what happened when I went "soft" before. For some reason, being "nice" is seen as a sign of weakness.
Next she picked 20, I almost felt bad. 20 was written on the whippete. A very stingy thing. Because I doubted it at first, I once slapped my arm with it. I had a welt for more than 24 hrs. I decided to do this one in silence. Before I started I told her to count but think about all I had told her. I forgave the 4-5 times she didnt count due to screaming.
The last number was 50. That was the Hair brush. When I showed her the paper, she just closed her eyes and sobbed.
Please remember I am actually a nice guy and it takes alot to push me that far.
I started with the brush, hard stings. Occassionally switching sides so the bristles hit first. This causes a very small amount of skin puncture.
I made it to 35 before daisy finally said the word. The safeword That she had only uttered once before. To be honest with you, she said it twice, The first time was so quiet and I was of course talking. When I heard it, I stopped instantly. I went and gathered A wash rag and ice water. I took care of her wounds and talked calmly to her. Expressed my love. I can honestly say, I have never loved anyone like I do daisy but I still have to stand my ground. Yes , she was still bound. Because we were not finished yet. Now was time for utter submission.
DO TO DECENCY WE SKIP THE NEXT HALF HOUR.
After which I undo her restraints and we cuddle ourselves off to sleep.
I hope this didnt offend anyone but occassionaly I have to remind folks this site isnt always about the silly....LOL
as always, MUCH LOVE to Daisy and Jay.
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