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
Sunday, June 28, 2009
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
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