Stressed out

Can one get to stressed out. I was very snippy with the husband last night. I just wanted to be left alone and he kept bothering me. He'd take a phone call and instead of staying in his office, he'd come out into the kitchen or the living room, where I was trying to relax and unwind from a very stressful day and talk on the phone. I think he finally got the hint when I kept glaring at him. I know it wasn't nice but I just wanted to be left alone.
I'm still stressed out this morning. I wish he would have just put me over his knee and spanked me but since I have a doctor's appointment this morning that would not have been a good idea. Maybe tonight he will. We've been working on that aspect of our relationship. He grew up in a household that you don't hit but I want him to spank me. He doesn't want to but will for me but he stops before I want him too. Hopefully one day we'll be able to reach an accord. Also, he doesn't get that a spanking doesn't always have to lead to sex. Sometimes, I just want to be spanked.
There is a demo I want to go to in March I'm hoping he will go with me but I haven't talked with him yet about it. Going to wait until it gets closer.
I want a damn spanking!

Light Bulbs

Last week I sent an email to my husband after I got to work asking him to change the light bulbs in the lamp next to the love seat in the living room. I knew that he had no assignments that day so would be home all day.

Several hours later, I received an email back from him, "How many husband's does it take to change a light bulb?"

I thought I'd play along and sent back, "One handsome one."

That evening, while I was on the phone, the husband went to get dinner (he wanted BBQ ribs) and after getting off the phone. I approached the lamp. Click light came on, click nothing, click nothing. He hadn't changed the burned out light bulbs. So I went and found the bulbs and changed them. I left the boxes on the counter so he would see them when he got home.

"Oh no, I didn't change the bulbs. How many husband's does it take to change light bulbs?" My reply, "One Wife."

So, I've been giving him grief all week, just by saying light bulb.

I'm sure glad he has a sense of humor

Disappointment

Sometimes somethings and some people aren't what you expect. Just like Lust Drive turned out not to be as beautiful as I first thought it would be, a blogger I follow also has a twitter account so I flagged to follow them.

I was very disappointed. I guess I expected the same wit and intelligence in their tweets as I have come to expect from their blog. They have pretty much stopped blogging so that is why I turned to twitter to follow them. As I had just gotten my new phone with the new bells and whistles, I didn't realize that ever tweet was a text message. Oops, had over 700 texts (and I only have a 200 text plan for the month). I had to change that fast.

My blogger's tweets while some were just everyday things (which I did expect) the rest where just links. All the links were porn. I'm at work and the person that I've been admiring through their blog is at home looking at porn all day. Not really what I expected. I've since turned off their tweets to my phone. I'll check twitter once a week or so to see if this person posted anything interesting but it still more of the same. Porn porn and more porn.

I think I'm going to find someone else to follow on twitter and hope this person goes back to blogging. Their blog was always thought provoking and interesting. I can't say the same for their tweets.

Very Domestic Weekend

I was feeling very domestic this weekend. I baked homemade bread. Kneading the dough and watching it rise. Punching it down and arranging it in the loaf pans. Smelling it as it baked. Yummy. We managed to eat one whole loaf that evening.

Sunday I made Chocolate chip cookies from scratch. I have never been one to make things from a box but I've become lazy when it comes to brownies. It is just easy to open that box, add an egg, some oil and water and like magic brownies. But they are never as good as when I make them from scratch.

I didn't use the Nestle Toll House recipe when I made the cookies this time. I purchased a cookbook at a garage sale over the summer. I love old cook books. This one was published in 1963 (older than me). So this is were I got the bread recipe and the cookie recipe. Both are out of this world wonderful. Husband even said the cookies were better with this recipe.

I did get a spanking later in the evening. Not for anything I did wrong, I think it was more of a Thank you for all my hard work in the kitchen. Maybe I'll have to spend more time with this cookbook and see if I get the same results.