First, I must make a public apology to Ami. She did answer her own Have You Evers..... I think this is what the Brits might say was
"a total cock up."
I stand corrected and hope she will still be my "mate" across the pond.
Next, a bit of a hooray to all of you out there who told your own stories! I laughed and smiled to read the way you made the questions your own.
Have you ever, ever, ever........
and here are my Ever-loving answers.
1. Said something very rude to a doctor during childbirth?
Labor with our first child did not go smoothly. Baby was face down instead of face up. After 2 hours of pushing at 10 cm, they decided to do a general anesthetic and forceps delivery. After a long wait for the anesthesiologist, my OB-GYN doc said, "Ella, this is your anesthesiologist, Dr. Rose." My answer was, "Quit with the f***ing introductions and give me the gas." I promise that I did sincerely apologize to all present when it was over. They just laughed, especially Dr. Rose.
2. Seen someone pop their eyeball out?
Saw this many years ago at a freak show at a State Fair. The guy's name was "Popeye," of course. He popped out his eye right into his hand and then put it back in. I was young enough that I just said, "Cool!"
3. Had your stomach pumped?
Also from my childhood. An exterminator left insecticide in a clear glass on a table. (What a dumb ass!) I remember drinking it and not much else, except for my mother going hysterical.
4. Been to a drag show with a very large gay man?
I cannot tell you how much fun this was! I had a gay friend who was a huge man and interesting neighbor. He was quite excited that I wanted to go the the show with him. A gay man who dresses in drag for these shows may choose to have breast implants but must retain their penis. Rule is: No penis, no drag. You address them as "she" when they are in costume, and they have a female stage name. I chatted with "Fiona" about her lovely "Roaring Twenties" dress because she had sewn it herself.
5. Eaten a worm?
Think I was 8 or 9 years old. Some kid dared me and that was all it took. Would you believe me if I told you it tasted like chicken? Ha!
6.
Run a nifty, little money-making business when you were 11-12 years old
buying girlie magazines for the boys in the neighborhood?
This was the most lucrative business I had as a kid. Way better money than babysitting. The boys this age were scared to buy the magazines themselves - afraid their parents would find out. Mostly bought Playboys at several different newsstands. The cost to each boy (including my brother) was twice the cost of the magazine. One hundred percent clear profit. I should have been on the Fortune 500. It lasted several years until the boys figured out they could get them on their own.
7. Crawled through an underground storm sewer for 5 blocks?
This turned out to be very scary, even though there were no manhole covers in place as they put in a new storm sewer system in our neighborhood. I am claustrophobic and about to go into panic mode by the time I climbed out.
8. Lied about your weight?
Which time? I think I was still in high school when I first adjusted
this figure. Next time was 1st pregnancy. I looked like a beached whale.
9. Needed your husband to help you up the stairs because you were inebriated?
My brother's wedding, and I was one of the bridesmaids. Sam knew he was in trouble when I told him I flushed my pantyhose down the toilet. I don't remember anything after the Hokey Pokey.
10. Seen a movie star in an airport?
Yes I saw Gene Hackman, and he is incredibly short. His girlfriend was about a foot taller than he was and about 20 years younger.
11. Walked out of a movie?
Many years ago when Sam and I were still dating, I walked out of a movie that I think was just called "Z" when we got to a torture scene. I just can't watch torture of any creature. It will torment me and give me nightmares for months. Sam has screened our movie picks ever since.
12. Sat on a jury?
I have sat for a whole civil trial, and it was very interesting. It was between a landlady and a tenant. It ended in a "hung" jury. Have also sat through most of a murder trial at the Old Bailey in London up in an observation gallery.
13. Told a child, "Because I said so."
I tried not to say this both to my own children and my students. However, when all else failed, I pulled this out of my hat. Funny how what goes around, comes around. In the last few years Sam has said this to me!
14. Ran a cash register in a small grocery store when you were 8 years old?
My dad had a little grocery, and I started working for him one day a week on a Saturday or a Sunday morning, 5 - 9am. I was so little that I had to stand on an old wooden Coke box. I stocked the candy and cookies, put out the fresh bakery goods, cleaned the deli meat case and the meat slicer, and burned the boxes in an old incinerator. These are some of my favorite memories from childhood. Dad would let me drink coffee with lots of sugar and milk.
15. Wrote a eulogy for a parent?
For my dad, I wrote and read a eulogy for his service. I still carry it in my wallet to this day. Best thing he ever did for me was take me out of Catholic school against my mother's wishes. He sang a crazy lullaby to me when he tucked me in at night. I sang that for him one last time.
16. Heard a song you were sure was written and sung just for you?
The first time I ever heard "Remember When" by Alan Jackson, I was blubbering like a baby by the end of the song. It felt like this man had somehow peeked into my soul. Have memorized the lyrics, so I can sing it to myself whenever I want, especially when I am thinking of Sam. If you have never heard it, press HERE to link to the You Tube version.
17. Roasted chestnuts on an open fire?
Only got to do this once, but they were so yummy. You have to stab an "x" into the soft side on the nut or they will explode in the fireplace and kill Santa.
18. Eaten 44 shrimp at one sitting?
Yes, Virginia. That's right! I love shrimp that much. It was a Florida restaurant, and it was "All you can eat." My brother kept count.
19. Thrown all phones in a drawer for the entire weekend?
Sometimes I just get pissed off with phones. So I shut them all off and live without them very well over a Saturday and Sunday. My mother once yelled at me, "What if I had died?" I told her I would have found out on Monday.
20. Gone on a vacation all by yourself?
Yes, indeed! You may think this sounds sad, but I enjoyed this trip so very much. I was supposed to go with a friend. At the very last minute, she had to back out due to a serious illness in her family. Sam does not "do" Vegas, and I couldn't find anyone else on such short notice. I was reluctant at first, but I had the most marvelous time; I saw and did so much on this trip. Also, hit it nicely with a straight flush playing video poker!
Will she EVER, EVER, EVER be done?
Yep, I'm done.
I loved Ami's post that asked this question in so many ways. It was so much fun to respond and then read answers from many of you. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, so I have come up with a list as well. I will change it up just a bit, though. With Ami's post we never got to read all her answers to her own questions! What's up with that, Ami?
So I promise I will answer my own questions for my next post. Here we go!
Have you ever, ever, ever........
1. Said something very rude to a doctor during childbirth?
2. Seen someone pop their eyeball out?
3. Had your stomach pumped?
4. Been to a drag show with a very large gay man?
5. Eaten a worm?
6. Run a nifty, little money-making business when you were 11-12 years old buying girlie magazines for the boys in the neighborhood?
7. Crawled through an underground storm sewer for 5 blocks?
8. Lied about your weight?
9. Needed your husband to help you up the stairs because you were inebriated?
10. Seen a movie star in an airport?
11. Walked out of a movie?
12. Sat on a jury?
13. Told a child, "Because I said so."
14. Ran a cash register in a small grocery store when you were 8 years old?
15. Wrote a eulogy for a parent?
16. Heard a song you were sure was written and sung just for you?
17. Roasted chestnuts on an open fire?
18. Eaten 44 shrimp at one sitting?
19. Thrown all phones in a drawer for the entire weekend?
20. Gone on a vacation all by yourself?
Now it is your turn, Readers. I love when you put your own twist on a question; even if at first you think you will have to say no, tell us a related experience. That's what makes it so much fun. Remember, I will share my answers very soon!
Yes, it's that time of year. Fall is a beautiful season, but as it slides toward winter, we start to prepare for those darker, colder days and nights. The time change tells us to "Fall Back." Last weekend when changing the linen, I decided it was time to replace the summer cotton coverlet with a real blanket and quilt. Also the electric mattress pad. Outdoors, it was time to shut down my drip irrigation system and let the plants go dormant. Also, time to cut back some of the perennials and shrubs. Remember to get the
speedy little truck caught up on maintenance - a battery check and anti-freeze. Where the hell did I put the window ice scraper last spring?
Need to move the light jackets to the back of the hall closet and bring the heavy coats up front. We start to think of comfort foods and heartier dinners. I love making homemade soup and baking more when the weather turns cool. Be sure to get the furnace serviced and clean the filters. Light the pilot on our gas fireplace. Find my warm robe and slippers; haven't had those out since last March.
Unfortunately, this is also the time of year when Sam and I can butt heads concerning where we set the thermostat. He would be happy leaving the windows open most of winter. Not me; at the first night dipping to the low 50's, lock those windows, pull up the blankets, and jack that heat up. I turn it up, and he turns it down.
Not a fan of winter at all. I will make several short exceptions to that blanket statement. I like to watch snow fall if I am in my nice warm house drinking hazelnut coffee. I love moonlight on snow out my bedroom window. And finally, winter is OK on December 24th and December 25th - period! I just get cold so easily, and then it takes me forever to warm up. Especially my hands and feet.
Sam is not a miser. I have a lovely gas insert fireplace with a fan that will warm our whole big living room to toasty pretty darn quick. I love putting my feet right up on the blower. In fact everyone loves to tell the story of how I once melted the rubber bottoms of a pair of slippers. Sam will help me with ice and snow on my truck, and he is always available for spooning and other related activities.
Anyway our yearly sparring about closing the windows at night began not long ago. It seems silly to me to leave the windows open like it is summer and then have to turn on the heat just to get into the shower the next morning. The thing is, I do have a tendency to get snippy when I get cold.
"Hon, please remember to close all the windows before you come to bed."
"Ella, it is not that cold," Sam answered with a big sigh."
"Yes, it is. Then it is too cold in the morning when I want to get in the shower."
"We do NOT need the heat on yet." he said with an air that the matter was decided.
"Well, if you are going to leave windows open, then I'm turning up the heat!" I didn't realize my hands were on my hips.
"No, I'm going to turn up the heat," he countered slowly and his eyes narrowed. I should be able to read that look by now.
Instead, I bossed, "All right, then. You turn up the ......"
Then I realized he wasn't talking about the thermostat or the furnace. He was talking about my bottom. My tone changed immediately, and I thought I had pulled my proverbial chestnuts out of the fire. Sam just smiled.
Next evening, though, he happily demonstrated how he was going to turn up the heat for me. Draped over his knee in the dining room, he kept asking me if I was warm enough. I kept answering, "Yes!" That particular part of my anatomy was now set way past 68 degrees Fahrenheit. That's my Sam, always doing his part to conserve energy, save money, and keep Ella happy.
I really didn't expect anything like the excitement of LOL day! Next year I will plan to take off a day from work and wear my best dress! I wanted to answer every comment that appeared, but I did not have a chance until this Saturday morning. I have written for several hours now and am still in my bathrobe! Thank you all! This is great fun.
LOL - Love Our Learners Day
Welcome to all of you readers that
visit but prefer not to comment. This is my first year with a blog and
my first LOL celebration. I like to refer to LOL as "Love Our
Learners." Maybe that's because I was a teacher. Last year this time I
was just like you. I was
reading and learning about ttwd and
getting to know about the people out in blogland who choose to base
their relationship on it.
I never commented on any blog back
then. Not sure what some of you might say as to why you don't, but
there were many reasons I chose not to.
- I was frightened and naive. Maybe there would be someone out there who could identify me or cause me harm somehow.
- I was still embarrassed to admit that spanking was such a strong fascination for me.
- I felt that our version of dd/ttwd
wasn't as good as the way some of the bloggers I read did things. Sam
and I were just not experienced, and any comments I made would sound
stupid.
- I just wasn't ready. I needed to read and read and read some more. Learn and evaluate.
- I needed to find my niche. Just
wasn't comfortable with so many blogs where the focus was on a strict
Dom/Sub relationship. Collars and whips scare the hell out of me.
So, as far as I'm concerned, take your
time. You'll make a comment when you're ready. Or maybe you never
will. Just know I am glad you are reading.
Thought I would tell a quick story so
you don't think ttwd is all serious rules and stuff. Sam and I have so
much fun with it sometimes that it is hard to explain the joy it brings
us. Last night when I got home from work, I poured myself a beer and
started chopping up fruit and vegetables at the counter that opens to
our dining room. Sam and I talked about our day and thought about the
Thanksgiving grocery list. Finished up my kitchen duties pretty quickly
and started to tidy up. Sam was in the kitchen by then, and when I
bent over to load the dishwasher, Whack! he got me with a spatula he had
grabbed.
Don't know what the turn on is, but Sam
loves when I wear dark tights or leggings. However, they usually
provide enough padding that a spanking over them is pretty mild stuff.
When he didn't get the big "Ouch" he expected, I went face down over the
kitchen counter, and Sam put a bit more arm into it. Still no reaction
from me, and then I started laughing at his frustration. So tights and
panties were down, and he started in again. This time he got a lot
more noise, but I just couldn't stop laughing. It became a see-saw
of ouches and guffaws. Sam was
laughing, too, and grabbing different cooking tools out of the jar on
the counter. I started to get back up once, but I only got as far as
the laundry area. Now I was over the washing machine and laughing so
hard that there were tears in my eyes.
When we finally stopped and he took me
in his arms, Sam told me that was a "Just Because" spanking. Just
because he can and just because he loves me.
40 comments:
Saw this many years ago at a freak show at a State Fair. The guy's name was "Popeye," of course. He popped out his eye right into his hand and then put it back in. I was young enough that I just said, "Cool!"
I cannot tell you how much fun this was! I had a gay friend who was a huge man and interesting neighbor. He was quite excited that I wanted to go the the show with him. A gay man who dresses in drag for these shows may choose to have breast implants but must retain their penis. Rule is: No penis, no drag. You address them as "she" when they are in costume, and they have a female stage name. I chatted with "Fiona" about her lovely "Roaring Twenties" dress because she had sewn it herself.
9. Needed your husband to help you up the stairs because you were inebriated?
Many years ago when Sam and I were still dating, I walked out of a movie that I think was just called "Z" when we got to a torture scene. I just can't watch torture of any creature. It will torment me and give me nightmares for months. Sam has screened our movie picks ever since.
I have sat for a whole civil trial, and it was very interesting. It was between a landlady and a tenant. It ended in a "hung" jury. Have also sat through most of a murder trial at the Old Bailey in London up in an observation gallery. 
The first time I ever heard "Remember When" by Alan Jackson, I was blubbering like a baby by the end of the song. It felt like this man had somehow peeked into my soul. Have memorized the lyrics, so I can sing it to myself whenever I want, especially when I am thinking of Sam. If you have never heard it, press HERE to link to the You Tube version. 
Those are the best kind of spankings, laughing and good loving too.
Welcome to your first LOL Day.
Meredith