Adding Some Flair

I hate it when I can't get a perfectly good piece of code to fucking work! *screams*

Okay, so I'm not actually upset enough to scream but it's still pretty damn frustrating.

Master is doing His own form of nerding tonight. He's been rocking out on some video games. It's all good. So I decided to do some nerding of my own. I found lots of cool little things I could do to keep my blog the same, but give it some added flair. I love flair. (No, not those stupid buttons from the movie Office Space. Although, that movie is funny as hell.)

So, I did some redecorating. *spreads arms wide to display the awesomeness that is my blog* Isn't it pretty?!

Let's see here... *speaking as if I'm giving you a room to room tour of my house*

I changed it so that rather than saying "older posts" and "newer posts" when you reach the bottom of a page, it shows you the title of the next or previous blog post. I think that's nifty.

Above where you leave your comment, instead of having plain old text there is now an image inviting you to leave your comment. Also pretty nifty.

The recent posts widget got an overhaul and now instead of just showing the title of the post, it shows that in addition to the little picture I used for the post as well as a short summary. I think that looks a lot cleaner even though there is more to it, if that makes any sense what so ever.

And the recent comments widget stopped working so I changed that too and now it shows the person's avatar (or lack there of) next to their comment. Sweet, right?

So, you may be asking yourself, "Kitten, what the hell else do you want to change?!"

I'll tell you, because I know you want to know very badly. I want it so that instead of a boring little link showing how many comments there are on a post (and therefore linking to the place where you can leave a comment) I want a comment bubble up by the post title. I found this link telling me how to do it but it's not working! All it is doing is putting a blank space in between the date and post title. It's not adding anything at all. I've searched on the web for other ways to do it and have tried them as well, but those are also not working.

This is when my bipolar kicks in and makes me slightly obsessed with figuring it out. I keep telling Master that I'm almost done and then 15 minutes later I'm still plugging away at it. Damn.

Watch, I'll actually get it to work and end up not liking it or something.

Okay, I have to give up... at least for now. If anyone has any tips/suggestions/pointers I'd really appreciate it!

WTF Weather?!

Okay, so the month started off in the low to mid 50's. Then we were freezing fucking cold for a good week to a week and a half. Then it got back up to the 40's for a couple of days. Yesterday was cold and snowing and blah but not too bad. Today with the windchill it was about -5°. Tomorrow apparently it's supposed to get down to -23°. And then Saturday it's supposed to go back up to 24°.

What the shit?! Ugh. Oh, and the gas prices right now are about as bad as the weather. It was $3.23 two days ago. Yesterday it was $3.39 and today it's $3.59.

Yes, I pay that much attention to the gas prices. First, there is two gas stations literally within five minutes of the apartment. Second, with me driving the car to work every day I try to keep an eye on that sort of thing like a hawk.

It always seems to go up the day before I get paid. Fuckers.

Aside from waiting for the weather to pick a damn mood (funny coming from someone who is bipolar, I know) there isn't a lot going on.

Master and I are both stiff and sore today. And no, it's not from anything fun unfortunately. I had a rough day at work and He was home today so He did some deep cleaning in the apartment. That was so sweet of Him.

We hardly ever have someone come over to our place so normally we just have it "lived in" looking. But the minute we know someone is coming over it's like a whirlwind of cleaning.

It's not like we live in filth or anything of that nature. I think we just wig out about it a bit because no one every comes over.

Oh, and He was kind enough to hide the porn. That would have been awkward. See, it's those small details you never think about until you know someone is coming over. Normally the porn is sitting on the entertainment center plain as day right next to the movies and video games.

Falling Apart

Last night Master allowed me to skip my post because my left ankle, knee and hip were bothering me. My ankle was the worst one though. I think it's because I slipped quite a few times while walking around outside the day before. I didn't fall down but sometimes just slipping feels worse later on. Ugh.

So I spent a lot of time on the couch, trying to relax my leg and stretch it out a bit. Today my leg is feeling a bit better. I'm still limping a bit though. I'm trying not to baby it too much though. That's almost as bad as pushing through it too much.

Then my right wrist is acting up again. It was worse last night. I've been wearing my wrist brace at work and everything, so I don't know why the hell it's bugging me now.

My eye twitch is still happening on and off. Joy. That's been going on for about a month now. I have no idea how to get it to chill out but at least it's happening less frequently now.

Today my left shoulder is like a rock. The right one is tense but not that bad.

I have another fucking cold sore. I think I caught it early this time so hopefully it'll be gone sooner rather than later. I'm drinking more water, putting Lypsyl on it and basically doing everything I can to not touch it.

I'm falling apart.

Permission Denied - *UPDATE*

Today several fellow bloggers and/or followers of my blog were kind enough to let me know that my blog posts were being lifted and posted here. It seems that my blog isn't alone in this. So, if you blog you may wish to check it out and see if the same is being done to your content. I have reported them as well as commented on one of the posts they lifted from me telling them to remove any and all blog posts of mine due to the fact that I never gave them permission to lift and post them on that blog, or any other blog.

Now, I know that not all of my blog posts are interesting. Sometimes I'm just doing a normal old blog post. Other times I'm doing Eden Fantasys posts and other times I'm doing sexy stuff about what Master and I have been up to.

Now, yes... this person is not technically claiming these posts as their own as there is a link stating where the original information came from. However, that doesn't mean that it is right. After all, I know I would feel bad about taking someone else's post and posting it on this blog, without permission, yet still linking back.

If you ask permission first that's one thing. Then you are giving me the chance to either grant you the permission to repost my words or I can decline politely.

Permission was not asked and therefore it was never granted.

We had a similar problem not that long ago regarding pictures. In fact, that's why you don't see pictures here anymore.

Someone started lifting the pictures of me that Master had taken and putting them on their blogs and/or feeds. Permission was never granted for that. It had happened more than once with different people lifting them and so eventually Master and I got tired of it and He instructed me to take the pictures down. They have never been posted on this blog again. It kind of sucks because I know that Master enjoyed having me post the pictures and I sometimes miss putting certain ones up as well. But here we are. It's better this way.

Just so there is no confusion in the future, if you ever see a blog post of mine on any other blog but this one, it was lifted. The only exception to this would be a previous blog that I moved from. However that would be clearly marked and would provide a link to the new blog URL.

The only other exception I can possibly think of is if, for some reason, a fellow blogger came to me and requested permission to repost something I wrote and I allowed it. However, I would post such here as well as request that the individual(s) that I allow to do so state in that post that they were given permission by me to create that post and include a link back to the home page of this blog.

There is a copyright at the bottom of this blog, as there is on almost every blog I've ever read. But in addition to that I've added another copyright on the sidebar.

By the way, anyone know how to protect a RSS feed so that there is a copyright at the end of each post that wouldn't show up on the posts as they are seen on the blog itself? I was looking into it but it seems all the plugins are for WordPress only.

*UPDATE* It looks like the author of the blog linked above has changed their blog to invited readers only. 

Birthday Wish

My birthday is coming up in a little over a month. I have already purchased my own birthday present, which was a new cell phone.

But I thought of another thing I'd really love for my birthday. This year it lands on a Monday, unfortunately. So I'd rather do this either the Sunday before or the Saturday after.

I'd really love to have a day of nothing but perversion basically. One of the things I kind of want can't happen. I say kind of because the thought turns me on but at the same time scares me a little.

Master used to use His belt to punish me. I would get however many lashes with the belt on my ass. Sometimes of course it would slip and hit my lower back or my thighs instead, but shit happens. (By the way, the lower back hurts like a bitch.)

No, I don't want to be punished for my birthday. But I also wouldn't mind the kind of release a belt lashing would provide. A release on a level that I can't really put my finger on. All I know is I cry afterward and that I feel cleansed in an odd way. Maybe that's because it was used for punishment? I don't know. But it can't happen because the noise would go through these damn thin apartment walls and the cops would more than likely be called. No one wants to deal with that awkward situation. Maybe a hand spanking? I don't think that would be too loud. Not sure though.

I would also love to get tipsy, watch porn, and fuck a few times. Hopefully my body would also be up to anal. At least we could try it, right? Right. Oh! And a blindfold involved somehow at some point!

And honestly that whole spanking thing isn't related to just because it's my birthday. It's also because it hasn't happened in a long time. If it was strictly due to my birthday it would be 30 lashes/smacks. But we all know that the number of lashes/smacks is up to Him. It could be under, over, or that exact number.

Maybe Master will allow it. I don't see why He would object, except for maybe the spanking part. And the only reason He would object to that is because of the noise.

Family Fun

Today Master and I got up rather early for us on a Saturday. Master pretty much just jumped in the shower and as soon as He was done we were out the door. We were only 10 minutes late and that was due to traffic.

The beginning of the party was at a kid's arcade. So it was busy. Master and His brother ended up challenging each other to a racing game, which was hilarious. It was a good time and the birthday girl loved all of her presents. In fact she started reading the book we got her as soon as she opened it. *laughs* It was cute.

We were there for about two hours. Then a smaller group of us, which wasn't actually small at all and it never is with that side of the family, went out to lunch.

We all sat around and talked, joked around, and ate. It's amazing to me how different it is when we see that side of His family now versus when we first starting talking to them again. Everyone is completely relaxed with one another and it feels more like when we go down to see my family. Everyone is chill. There is no real tension at all.

We were there for another two hours before we all headed out, hugged goodbye and got in our cars.

I have to say that His niece and nephew are great kids. I'm sure the one on the way will be as well. I can't say that I'm totally attached to them yet but I have a small spot for them. Especially the boy. He's an awesome little dude. I actually got a little cuddle from him today.

On the way home we talked about the visit and when we got home we talked about it a little more in depth. My father-in-law's current wife was there. She basically refuses to acknowledge we exist when we're around. Master and her got into it verbally a little about 20 years ago, before He stopped talking to that side of the family. And she has held that grudge for 20 fucking years. Everyone else in the family, the ones who have a right to hold a grudge, have wiped the slate clean and welcome Him with open arms. This bitch.. nope.

And Master's eldest sister commented on it today.

She said that she needs to knock her shit off and that He's family whether she likes it or not. And then she looked at me and said, "And it's really fucking rude that she doesn't even act like you exist because you didn't even know us back then!"

I wasn't sure how to respond so I said, "Well, 20 years ago I would have been 10 so yeah..." She laughed.

But aside from her acting like we're invisible everyone had a great time. We are becoming closer with His father's side of the family and I'm enjoying it. It's really nice to have a set of in-laws that genuinely like me and I like them and we can chill and relax. Master has that with both my mother and my dad, more so my dad though. I didn't have that until He started talking to His dad again. It's been about three or four years now but in the past year it's all definitely kicked up a notch.

They want us to be more a part of the family and we are more than happy to step up to that. Before we were still trying to test the waters and everyone was getting used to everyone else. Now? We're all chilled out and have a good time.

I'm loving it.

Birthday Present Shopping

The past couple of days I have felt worn down. Just kind of zombish. Yes, I know that's not a word but really that's the only thing I can think of to describe it. I'm not depressed, I'm not down or anything like that. I think it's because of the sudden weather changes this past couple of weeks. Just last week it was in the 40's and all this past week it's been below 0 with the windchill. Now we're on the rise again. And going in and out of the cold to a heated enviroment is not helping.

Hopefully it'll warm up a little and stay that way for a while. If that happens I'm pretty sure my energy levels will right themselves again.

Tonight after work I had to stop at the store and get Master's niece a birthday present. She is turning four and her birthday party is tomorrow.

Yes I know. Last minute shopper. But with how cold it's been we haven't really felt like going out unless we absolutely had to. Tonight it wasn't that bad out. It was in the low 20's.

All I knew for sure is that she is obsessed with Minnie Mouse. So I kind of made a gift bag. I got a nice gift bag to put everything in. What I ended up buying was three different Minnie Mouse coloring books, Minnie Mouse crayons, a Minnie Mouse figure, a Minnie Mouse puzzle and a Disney princess book. Almost everything is Minnie Mouse so I think she'll be happy. I tossed the Disney princess book in there because I thought she would like it. Plus, kids need books.

Master let me pretty much have free reign on the gift buying. He had no idea what to get a four year old girl. *laughs*

So tomorrow we are going to the birthday party and apparently afterward we are all going out to lunch. I'm sure it'll be a good time even though Master and I are not looking forward to getting up that early on a Saturday. But family is family and at least we'll get to sleep in on Sunday.

Music Memorabilia

Ever since my dad started selling his memorabilia I've noticed that I've been wanting to listen to that band more. It's not really all that unusual I guess. It's a collection that my father and I bonded over. I helped him build his and he helped me build mine.

When I moved in with Master I didn't really have a place for all of it and I wasn't as much of a fanatic as I used to be either. But I didn't want to just get rid of it. My dad had a large collection and most of the stuff I had he didn't as it was newer stuff. He'd been collecting since 1974.

So I gave all of my stuff to him. Yes, some of that stuff has been sold and no I didn't ask for any of the money. The reason why is I had given it to him. *shrugs* I have no claim to any of the money anymore. It was given to him over seven years ago and it wasn't given to him under the condition that he never got rid of any of it.

To be perfectly honest I never thought I'd see the day he'd sell off his collection. There are some items that he is holding onto. Some of them because they are sentimental and others because he knows they won't bring in any money and he just likes them.

Right now I'm watching after a lot that I put up for him. So far so good.

The only down side to my wanting to listen to this music is because Master is not a fan of the band. In fact he finds them rather irritating. He likes a very few select songs and that's it. Where as I like almost all of their music. From the 70's to the early 2000's. They are still making music but to be perfectly honest I don't really care for their newest music. (My favorite era of theirs mainly being their crotch rock years.)

So to get around that I only listen to the music when I have my ear buds in. Like right now I'm listening to them on the computer, my ear buds in, while doing my post.

This way I get to hear the music and not annoy Master. It's not like he'd get mad at me or anything. I just think this is easier and makes more sense all the way around.

I'm not sure what the hell my dad is going to put up after this lot. Aside from posters and things of that nature his vintage stuff is pretty much gone. Well, the parts that he is willing to part with anyway. So it'll all be stuff from the late 80's to early 90's. Hopefully those will sell well.

I hope that one day my dad and I can to go another concert for this band. Just one more. Who knows, maybe Master will go just to hang with my dad and I. My dad has said that if we do ever get to go another concert he would like my Husband to go with us. Yes, he knows how Master feels about the band. He just likes my Hubby that much and wants to share that with Him. Dad would completely understand if Master declined though. He's cool like that.

But that's assuming that we have that chance. They are still touring but we don't know if they'll come around this way when we actually have the money, ya know?

Staying Up

Last night Master allowed me to stay up late. I had asked Him for permission earlier in the night and He allowed it so that I could finish watching the TV series we had been working on all week.

It was almost midnight by the time that was over. Normally the latest I'm allowed to go to bed is 11:30pm.

But even though it was almost midnight Master didn't make me go to bed by myself. He made a joke that if I was good in bed I could stay up tomorrow night (meaning tonight). I acted shocked and said, "You mean I've been bad in bed before?!"

He rolled His eyes and told me to get my ass to the bedroom. So I got my ass to the bedroom.

I stroked Him while He bit my neck over and over again, sometimes pausing to chew on my flesh for a little while. He then had me use my mouth for a little while.

After that He had me lay on my back while He roughly played with my tits. I reached down and did my best to continue stroking His cock before He slipped down and ate me out. I got off rather hard and before I could totally catch my breath Master told me to get on all fours and put my ass in the air.

I tried to comply as quickly as possible. He fucked me into several more orgasms before making me His fuck toy.

When He decided that He wanted me to be His toy He had me lay down all the way on my stomach, stick my legs straight back and cross them at the ankles. He tapped my lower back which was my cue to put my hands back there, crossed at the wrist.

He gripped my wrists with one hand and used His other hand to grab my neck and keep me from moving my upper body. I literally could not move. It was fucking hot! After He filled me with His cum He had me clean Him off before He held me for a short period of time.

It was a little after 1am by that point. So He said goodnight and I passed out almost immediately.

So today while I was at work I asked Him if the sex had been good enough for me to stay up tonight. And apparently yes, yes it was. *grins*

Justified Anger

One of the worst things about being bipolar, for me, is the fact that I have to second guess whether or not my emotional reactions to something are within "normal" ranges.So not only am I emotional at that exact moment but while I'm reacting to a situation I have to attempt to separate myself a tiny bit to see if I am overreacting or if I am within "normal" ranges. It's difficult as hell.

Today is a good example of that.

My day was very, very boring until the ride home. Some asshole almost took off my front bumper. Not once. Twice. Same car.

A car was behind me. Apparently I wasn't going fast enough for the person behind me as they continued to ride my ass. Well fuck you very much I'm not speeding up even more. I don't need a ticket and traffic was heavy. So I see from my rear view mirror that he ducked into the next lane. Fine. Thank you for getting off my ass.

Then he decides he wants to cut me off. Not only cut me off but damn near take my front bumper with him. I blared the horn and he flipped me off.

*deep breath*

Okay. No problem. I'm safe. The car is fine. Let's just continue the ride home.

I have no idea how or when but this son of a bitch got behind me again. He must have continued to duck lanes and somehow got stuck behind someone only to get behind me again.

He does his duck and move again only this time he decides to do it on a curve. I am so glad I had slowed down when I noticed he moved from behind me because even though I had let off on the gas pedal he still damn near took my front bumper. I have a feeling that if I had continued at the speed I was originally going I would have been making a dreaded phone call to Master telling him that I was in an accident.

More irritated now. Okay. It's alright. The night is almost over. Let's just get this over with.

I drop off the guy in my carpool and then go to the gas station. I go in to put money on a gas card, get cigarettes (yes we still smoke... we suck at quitting...), soda and some chips.

They don't have the soda. Whatever. That doesn't bother me one way or another. They don't have Master's cigarettes. Shit. That means I have to go to a different gas station before I go home. Fine.

It took them three tries to get my payment to go through. Then they told me that they forgot to ring up one of the items. Gah! So they ring that up and I pay for it.

I take the gas card and go out to the gas pump. They only put $10 on my gas card rather than the $20 I told them to put on. So I put the gas  in my tank while freezing half to death and then sit in my car and pull out the receipts to see what the fuck had happened.

I had paid the $20 in cash and the rest by card. The $20 in cash was from the guy in my carpool. I always keep a gas only gift card to put the money he gives me on so that I know that is exactly what that is going towards.

I'm going over the damn receipt and apparently the other part of the $20 went towards something else. Son of a bitch!

Well, I have to go to the other gas station anyway to get Master's cigarettes so I'll just put the other $10 on the card there.

I drive to the other gas station. They have the soda and they have His cigarettes. Thank you!

I also tell them to put $10 on my gas card. They tell me that they have to do that as a separate transaction. Okay then... It's the same chain of gas stations and I know that isn't needed and/or policy but I assume the person is new and just shrug it off. So I pay for the soda and cigarettes. They say thanks and goodbye. The person behind me damn near walks into me expecting me to move. Um no. I told the cashier that I had asked for $10 to be put on the gas gift card and that they had told me that it had to be a separate transaction from the other stuff I literally just paid for.

Oh yeah huh.

By this point I can feel myself getting pissed off. I don't yell. I don't scream. I take a very deep breath and wait to be told I can swipe my payment card.

They try to put the money on the gift card and the register is telling them they cannot. It says it's an invalid card. I try to calmly explain that I had just used said card and that there was still money on it. By this point I start to think about forgetting about putting money on the gas card and just do it tomorrow. But I'm already right there so I decide fuck that, it's happening now. I've been to two gas stations and all I want is to put $20 on a fucking gas gift card. $10 was put on. I just need to put $10 more on it.

A manager now has to be pulled into this hot mess. The manager tries it not once, not twice but three times before deciding to try it on a different register. What do ya know it fucking worked on the other register!

Finally I can walk out of there and go home. I cranked the radio, as I am known to do when I'm more than annoyed, and drive home.

Master can of course tell I'm annoyed when I walk in the door and I start to explain what happened and why I'm so pissy and as I'm doing so I'm getting a little more worked up about it. He literally stops me by placing His hand on my chest and tells me to calm down and take a few deep breaths. I did and then finished explaining.

I had to stop and think back on it all and try to figure out whether or not my getting angry was logical or not. As I'm reading over this, I realize that anyone would have gotten pissed off after all that. Plus, I controlled myself. I didn't go off the handle at any point in time. I cranked some music and vented. That's all I did. I didn't yell at anyone.

This time I'm putting this one in the tally mark in the logical column.

What Is This Sleep You Speak Of?

I haven't been sleeping well lately. What's weird is that it's only on the nights prior to work. Friday nights I sleep great! Saturday nights I sleep like the dead.

Sunday through Thursday on the other hand it's anyone's guess. Lately I've been waking up a good hour to a hour and a half before my alarm is supposed to go off. The dumb thing is I am not a morning person by and stretch of the imagination. When that happens I basically refuse to get out of bed. I end up rolling over, pulling the blanket damn near over my head and then trying to fall back asleep. I have no idea why it's happening. The dog isn't waking me up. Master isn't waking me up. There isn't a sudden noise or light. I just wake up for absolutely no reason. If I could figure out how to do something about it I would. But since there doesn't seem to be anything triggering it I have no idea how to go about finding a solution.

Today it happened again. On top of that last night I had a hard time even falling asleep.

Master had used me right before bed and normally that will knock me the hell out. Sex normally does one of two things. It either makes me fall asleep almost immediately with a smile on my face or it wires me the hell up and I feel like I've drank an entire pot of coffee.

Last night though it didn't have either of those effects on me. It wasn't that the sex was anything but great, which is what confuses me so damn much.

I was stuck in neutral. My brain wasn't wound up but it wasn't winding down either.

So I basically was there in bed trying to fall asleep. I didn't toss or turn. I had my head on the pillow, the blankets all tucked around me and my eyes closed. I just could not get myself to shut off. I need a light switch installed I think. So last night I think I got about four to five hours of sleep and it wasn't a straight set of sleep at that. It was broken at random points.

The most fucked up thing? I'm not tired. I was tired earlier in the day but I'm not now. I wish I could just make my body shut down by staying up as late as possible until my brain starts to shut itself down. Sometimes that's the only way I can reset my clock. But I have a bedtime and I highly doubt that Master would allow that when He knows I have to have the car on the interstate by 7am.

Phenomenal

Last night after I was done with my shower Master had me dress up for Him. I picked out something that I haven't worn a lot. He seemed very pleased with my choice. We sat in the living room and talked for a little while before we decided to head back to the bedroom. It was great. I got chewed on and licked almost everywhere. He made me into a pretzel several times in different ways. The only bad thing about the outfit that I chose was that there is really no grip to the material it's made out of. So there were times where Master was trying to keep my legs in a particular position but His hands would start to slip a little because of the outfit I was wearing. Thankfully He could work around it and it didn't take away from anything at all.

After we caught our breath I took my outfit off, cleaned Him off and we decided to go relax and watch a little Netflix. I think I ended up passing out on the couch around 3am or so. When Master woke me up to go to the bedroom I remember quickly climbing under the blankets and shaking a little bit because I was cold.

It sucks going from being nice and warm and cozy to trying to get warm in a bed that has been in a room where a fan is on 24/7. Master pulled me me close to Him and wrapped the blanket around me a little tighter. Before I knew it I was nice and warm again and able to drift back off to sleep.

I woke up around noon today. It's been a nice relaxing day and pretty damn lazy at that, which I can't complain about.

I'm so glad that Master and I are finally over those damn colds.

Anyone who has read my blog for a while knows that our relationship basically started on sex. It was supposed to be a one night stand that turned into a fuck buddy situation. It turned into that because not only was the sex phenomenal but we had a lot of fun hanging out together. From there feelings beyond friendship developed.

It sounds like it took a long time and at the time it felt like more time had gone by than it actually had. It honestly didn't. A month maybe? A little over a month tops. We fell hard and we fell fast.

I'm not saying that sex is essential to our relationship. We're not like that. We love each other very much and it's not like we'd leave one another if we couldn't have sex anymore. That is far from the truth. But when we can't have sex just because we're sick and don't feel up to it it's frustrating.

So when we are finally able to get back to it, it's so fucking incredible. And anytime we go over I'd say a week it feels... odd.

Yay for fucking!

Down At Dad's

Today we went down to my father's to help with his eBay stuff. Normally it's just Master and I and we get it all knocked out and chill afterward.

This time however my uncle was already there. So we sat down and chilled for a while. Then Dad's next door neighbor stopped by for a bit. We're kinda sorta friends with him. Friend in the sense that we know him and talk shit when he comes over when we're at my dad's.

Anyway... as time went on Master and I started to wonder whether or not we were still going to be doing the pictures and all that for eBay. So when my dad asked us if we wanted to watch a movie I kinda fumbled and asked if we were still doing the pictures of his memorabilia. He acted as if he had honestly completely forgot about it.We all were having a good time so I think it just slipped his mind for a moment.

So we skipped the movie and almost immediately went and started. He keeps everything in one of the spare bedrooms. And since we were going down there my uncle and the neighbor came down there too. Everyone was talking and my dad was getting easily sidetracked with conversation because the neighbor or my uncle would ask him questions about certain items we were going to be putting up.

At one point basically Master was taking the pictures, I was writing down what the item was and what pictures to use while my dad talked. *laughs* After that my dad told me what he wanted me to start the auctions off at and gave me some pointers as to what to write down. He trusts me with my descriptions on the items though because it's something we bonded over and I actually bought him some of the things he's putting up. So I know quite a bit about the subject matter to begin with.

Eventually the neighbor headed back home so we went and sat in the living room and hung out with my dad and uncle for a while. We talked about Grandpa (their dad) and apparently his eyesight is worse than I thought.

My uncle is going out there about once a day to help him with things for a couple of hours. He made Grandpa promise that he wouldn't drive. My uncle has agreed to take him to all of his doctor appointments and to take him grocery shopping.

Grandpa's eye doctor is going to be calling him either Monday or Tuesday. I don't know what exactly the phone call is about but all I know is that I'm worried. I guess his eyesight is worse in certain light.

They were telling me some of the things he was trying to do while they were out there and they were so simple but he simply couldn't see. He actually held a phone in his hand and kept turning it over trying to figure out which side had the numbers on it. Earlier in the day he hadn't a problem with it but it was getting closer to dusk. All the lights in the house were on but he couldn't tell.

Grandpa's neighbors are keeping a close eye on him. They've lived next door to him since my dad and uncle were teenagers. They are good friends, so I'm thankful for that. And my dad and uncle are going to be calling him and going out there to check up on him and help him with things around the house.

When we left I told them to keep me updated.

We had a really good time and I'm glad they filled me in more on what had happened yesterday. Now I'll just keep my ears perked up and wait for updates.

Check In

Today, after work, I went to my shrink appointment. It's nothing much really. I go there, tell him how I've been, give him any updates, get my prescription, and then leave. Aside from waiting to be called back the entire thing takes about 15 minutes. He is keeping me how I am as it's obviously working. He wants to see me again in six months. I think the fact that he feels we can wait six months in between appointments is a good thing. I did have to update my insurance information as my job changed the copay and all that. I hate filling out that paperwork. Especially when they take a copy of the card itself. You have all of the information right there! Ugh. Oh well.

We were supposed to go down to my dad's afterward to go hang out and do eBay stuff. But he had called and left a voice mail saying that my uncle had called him saying that they had to go out to grandpa's. Now the word my dad had used on the voice mail was emergency. So I was worried. I called dad a few times but no answer. Okay. Fine. I'll wait.

Come to find out what had happened was that my grandfather's sight is still messing with him and he wanted to get some bills and all that taken care of but he couldn't read them. So he wanted his boys to come out.

I guess my uncle had made it sound a lot more urgent to my dad than what it was. I'm not mad that Dad cancelled I'm just a little upset that it sounded a lot worse than it actually was. Well, not upset that it wasn't worse obviously but upset that I had been so worried due to how big it sounded when they knew from the get go, or at least my uncle did, that it was just them going out to help Grandpa.

But at least he's okay! I guess he's going to the eye doctor on Monday. Hopefully it's not a complication from his diabetes. He is always at the doctor's due to his heart so I'm sure that is being monitored closely as well.

So we're going down to my dad's tomorrow.

Movie Nights

Master and I are nerds. Big ones, in our own ways. But there are some things that we both agree 100% on even if it's more His thing than mine or the other way around.

Most of these things involve movies. In fact, there are movies that we decide do not exist shortly after seeing them. Why? Because they were that offensive on a nerd/fan boy/fan girl level that we must state they do not exist so that our heads do not explode.

Yes, they are that bad.

And since they do not exist I can't really rant about them here otherwise that would be admitting that they do, in fact, exist. And as a result I would also have to admit that I did, in fact, watch them.

Which, of course, never happened. Why did it never happen? Well, because something that doesn't exist obviously cannot be watched. And we cannot watch something that cannot be watched.

See, it makes sense.

Tonight one of those movies almost made the list. It was Master's call though since this particular one was on His list of fan boy stuff and not on my list of fan girl stuff.

It was The Dark Knight Rises. He is a huge Batman fan. I know enough to get by and to mostly know what He's talking about as long as He doesn't go into all the back history and all that.

But even though I'm not a huge fan of Batman I have to say that movie fucking sucked. I never want to see that movie again in my life. Not only did it suck but it didn't even fucking make sense! Take all the Batman history out of it and it still didn't make sense.

It's a good thing we saw Ted earlier this week. That movie is fucking awesome! I loved the hell out of that movie. I wish we could have watched the unrated version. The disc had the option but apparently since it was a rental it didn't allow you to select the unrated version. That sucked. But I might want to actually buy that movie. I don't know yet. Even if I do, I'll wait for it to go down in price. We don't own a lot of movies anymore now that we can just watch them through Netflix. That one though? Yeah.. I may just have to own that one.

Parents As Friends

I'm glad I had the kind of relationship that I do with my parents.

My parents are divorced but they were divorced rather late in my life. Their divorce was final shortly before my 17th birthday. As a result it didn't really effect me one way or the other.

My mom and I are really good friends. She'll step into "mom mode" or I'll step into "daughter mode" when it's called for but other than that we just talk like any friends would.

With my dad it's a bit different. My dad doesn't really have a "dad mode". The only thing that'll really throw him into that is when he feels the need to get protective. Then all hell breaks loose. But other than that we just hang out and chill.

This evening on the phone kinda proved that. I had called him about his eBay stuff and after all that was out of the way it turned to him for some reason talking about my mom and his last two girlfriends and why each didn't work out.

I have absolutely no fucking idea what kicked that up. I think my dad is just lonely. In fact I know he's lonely. My dad hates being on the phone but he kept me on the phone tonight for over a half hour.

But I told him that he's doing the right thing by trying to get himself together before trying to get another girlfriend.

This is the first time in his 51 years of life that he has ever lived on his own. He went from living with his parents to living with my mother. From my mother he immediately moved in with his girlfriend and from that girlfriend he immediately moved in his last girlfriend. Now she is gone and he's by himself.

So while he's telling me all this I start to realize that not a lot of fathers and daughters talk the way we do, let alone about their relationships in the way that Dad and I do.

Sometimes something like that will just smack me in the face and make me think about how it's not really normal. But the thing of it is that it is normal to me. Since I was a teenager, aside from the protective thing, he has been my friend rather than my dad.

And we're going down there this Saturday to take pictures of more stuff for his eBay sales. I'm sure we'll have a good time.

Pins and Needles

Today was utterly boring aside from one thing.

You know, the normal Monday bullshit and then I get a phone call from my mother around 3pm. It's about my grandfather. Immediately I get on edge. My grandpa's health is not that great and hasn't been for a very long time.

Well apparently he had surgery on his eye on Friday. He didn't bother telling anyone mind you. Just bam. Went in for eye surgery. And now he's on his third day of recovery and suddenly got upset and a little freaked out. He said he couldn't really see. He had only been able to call my mom because she had been the last number he dialed earlier in the day. Other wise he couldn't see the numbers on the phone.

He wanted someone to go out there. My mom has no car, so she called my brother. My brother called our uncle but he was at work. He called our dad but he had completely thrown out his back. So my brother went out there by himself. I wouldn't have been able to get down there in a decent enough amount of time.

So I was on pins and needles until my brother sent me a text telling me that Grandpa is okay. He just got a little freaked out. My brother had offered to take him to the hospital or the doctor's office but Grandpa of course refused and said he felt a little silly for getting upset like that. But I'd much rather him call about something he'll feel silly about later than to be his usual stubborn self and do something crazy like oh I don't know... driving himself to the hospital that is over a half hour away while having a heart attack... again.

I am more relaxed now that I know everything is okay. I'm glad my brother went out there. I guess he stayed for a few hours until Grandpa reassured him that he would be fine by himself.

Yay! Sex!

 Almost immediately after I was done with my shower and had put on some lingerie Master and I went into the bedroom. He bit and chewed on my neck while I stroked His cock.

He slid down and ate me out. He took His time doing so. I am really lucky to have a Master that enjoys eating me out. He's incredible at it. After I came He gently continued to lick and finger me leading me into another very intense orgasm.

He barely gave me time to catch my breath before He grabbed my waist and put me on all fours. I got into good posture and He forced me to back onto His cock. I was dripping wet and already a little swollen. So backing onto His cock like that was amazing.

He was gentle at first, to a point. He leaned over me, covering my back with His chest and stomach while He nuzzled the side of my face and rested His head against my shoulder. It made the connection I was already feeling from Him fucking me all that more intense.

Eventually He stopped being on the more gentle side and bounced me off His cock telling me to orgasm over and over again. He ordered me to cum one last night right before He filled me with His cum. That always seems to make both of our orgasms even more intense and mind blowing.

We both collapsed on the bed. I cleaned Him off before we shakily walked into the living room.

I was actually amazed that I stayed up as late as I did. I think I passed out on the couch around 2am.

Sometime around 3:30am Master woke me up to tell me we should both go to bed. So I laid down on my side and was already drifting back off to sleep. Master had other and more fun plans. He used me. My pussy was sore by that point and I was moaning half awake as He fucked me. After He came again He pulled me close and we both fell asleep.

New Gadget

This is my mandatory cell phone post. Okay, so it's not mandatory but I figure I should gush about it here and now so I can get it out of the way. Plus, whenever I try to talk to Master about it He just looks at me like I'm crazy because He thinks a cell phone should only make phone calls. He doesn't even like the texting bit.

So anyway, I got up at 7am today. I actually had to wake the dog up to take him outside. *laughs* Normally he's the one jumping on the bed telling me to get the hell up because he has to pee. In fact if I didn't know better I would have thought he was cranky because I woke him up.

Anyway, I took the dog out and got myself ready. I left almost immediately after I was fully dressed. I left Master a message in case He was up before I got home. (He hasn't been sleeping for shit.. as usual... so I didn't know how late He would be getting up.)

I got down to my mom's around 8am. I made pretty good time. I went inside and hung out with her for a little while. We went to the cell phone store and sat outside of it for a good ten minutes.

We were literally the first people in the door but what was funny was that there was a line of people waiting to get in. There wasn't a sale going on or anything so I have no idea why they were so busy.

But since we were first in the door we were helped immediately. I didn't even really have to look around at phones. I had looked at their selection online and since I had been able to play around with my mom's phone I knew that was the one I wanted.

So it didn't really take that long at all. They got me one of the phones and transferred all of the information from my old cell phone onto my new one. I got the Motorola Electrify M. Both my mother and my brother had this phone and raved about it so I knew I was going to get a damn good phone. It was on sale too, so that helped my decision.

I also made sure to get a shell/holster for it. I don't really like having a phone without a holster. Especially since it's a touch screen phone. I don't want it getting scratched or anything.

They put the shell on for me and made sure my phone had the settings I wanted on it. That way I wouldn't have to dick with all the basic set-up later and I could go right into playing with it and setting it up how I wanted it as far as look and ringtones.

I took my mom on a couple of errands before dropping her back off at home. I then went home. Master was still asleep when I got back. Like I said, it didn't take long at the store and neither did the errands. As a result I got to play with my new gadget. I fucking love this phone. It's the first phone I've ever had a data plan on and as a result the first phone I've had that you can have apps on!

I set up some of the ones that I really wanted and got my wallpaper and ringtones all set up. I'm glad they were able to transfer my pictures and contacts. I would have hated to lose those pictures and have to set up all those contacts again. I have plenty in there, trust me.

I've played with it a little after Master woke up but not too much. But I love it and I love the shell/holster that I bought as well. Happy Kitten.

And tonight I'm going to get laid! Even happier Kitten. Master is feeling a lot better and so am I. It's definitely time to fuck. We're not used to going that long without sex. *laughs*

Excited

Apparently my current cell phone is dying more and more each day. It's a slow death for this cell phone unlike my last one that died rather suddenly. It's a good thing I'm going tomorrow to get a new one. I don't really feel safe driving on the interstate without a cell phone. Especially not for extended periods of time. So I've been a little anxious on the interstate the past few days.

But in order to get my new toy tomorrow I have to get up at 7am on a Saturday morning and head on down shortly there after. I want in that store literally as soon as the doors open. I know it's still going to take a while but it's better than being there for four hours because the place is packed.

My mother was picking on me today while I talked to her on my lunch break because she knows how excited I am. I'm like a kid about it. This is extremely rare thing for me. I normally do not get this way about material possessions. Anyone will tell you that, especially Master.

But because I don't spend a lot of money on myself like ever, I get excited when it's a new piece of tech in my little paws. This will honestly be the first thing in three years that I've splurged on for myself. Normally it's for Master or for us as a couple. I prefer that nine times out of ten. But this time, I'm really excited and really happy for myself.

I know Master is happy for me too but that doesn't stop Him from picking on me. For instance He made fun of the fact that I'm going to get up that early on a Saturday and how I'm willing to do that just to get a new cell phone. *laughs*

More of the Same

Master's voice is coming back slowly but surely. I woke up out of a dead sleep with a bad coughing attack. I have no idea what triggered it really. And it was at 3am of all times. Master was still awake and heard me coughing so He came into the bedroom and had me sit up and leaning forward a little bit while He gently rubbed my back. When the coughing started to slow down He got me a bottle of water. Finally I was able to stop coughing but I was still catching my breath. I took the bottle of water with me to bed and put it on the headboard. I had to grab it a few more times before I was finally able to sleep. About three hours later my alarm went off.

I don't know about you but when I wake up like that only a few hours before my alarm is about to go off I feel even more tired in the morning. So I was dragging tail as I got ready for work. But I still somehow managed to get to work a half hour early, which is a good thing. The only thing that sucks about having to make up the two hours I missed on Monday is the fact that I don't really have the work to warrant clocking in early. Regardless of that fact I still have to clock in early and try and busy myself somehow without being bored out of my mind.

Master helped distract me for a little while by messaging me back and forth. But once 3pm rolled around it was as if time had stopped.

Finally it was time to go home. It was actually raining. Raining. In January. And it's supposed to be in the 50's tomorrow. Almost all the snow is gone off the ground already, much to the disappointment of our dog. He doesn't look like he'd even remotely enjoy the snow but he absolutely loves it. He'll run around and eat the snow and dig in it. I dare say winter is his favorite time of year. Crazy dog.

Now I just have to get through tomorrow. Hopefully it'll be quicker than today. Then on Saturday I have to get up almost at the same time as I get up during the normal work week so I can get down to the cell phone store by my mother's place. We want to be waiting outside the door when they open as it is bound to be busy on a Saturday. But I'll have a new gadget in my paws so I won't care that I had to get up so early. *laughs* Well, that and I know if I need to Master will allow me to take a nap later on in the day.

Bear With Me

I'll be glad when we're both 100% better. I really, really will be. Why? Well, first off I prefer it when we're both in good health, obviously. *laughs* But I also wouldn't mind getting laid. But the coughing isn't quite letting go enough to where we don't think we would have a coughing fit in the middle of it. So not sexy.

Master has had me going to bed more or less on time lately. He normally allows me to swing about a half hour past or even a hour past sometimes. But since I've been sick it's my normal bedtime. It's not a bad thing really. I mean, I like staying up because then when I go to bed I don't toss and turn as much, but I am feeling better and I've had to get up earlier these past few days so going to bed closer to the normal time is helping there as well.

There isn't really anything blog worthy going on as of late, as I'm sure you can tell from my posts the past week. But when we're sick there isn't a lot going on. We both try and rest up as much as possible which basically means laying on the couch/sitting in the recliner and watching TV and eventually go to sleep.

And not only isn't there a lot going on physically but my mind has been pretty drained as well. And when I'm not feeling well not a lot of sexy or kinky thoughts travel through my mind.

So I'm sorry for the lack of interesting shit to read lately. Hopefully by this weekend I'll have something.

Bells and Whistles

Well, I'm pretty much over that head cold. However, yesterday I ended up coming home two hours early because I was sick a few times the night before and during the work day. As a result I pretty much came home and lazed on the couch until I had to go to bed. Master made me go to bed on time, which is probably the smartest thing I could have done. I feel a lot better today. Master is pretty much over the head cold too. The only thing that is really hanging onto Him is the cough and the fact that His pretty much lost His voice. It's really odd having Master not being able to talk much above a whisper. He normally has a very deep voice so yeah, it's a little odd. Poor Master.

Since I left work two hours early yesterday I have to make sure I make those two hours up. I got a half hour in yesterday so I only need an hour and a half and I have three days to do that in so no problem there.

And this Saturday I am going to go get a new cell phone. My old one is a little over two years old, not that that's a big deal or anything. But it's started acting up for a couple of months now and it didn't help that this past Sunday I was driving down to my dad's and I had a styrofoam cup of coffee from the gas station. Well, while I'm driving down there some asshole decided to slam on the fucking brakes for no apparent reason while everyone is doing 60mph. I had to slam on my brakes as a result and apparently I squeezed the cup just enough for the lid to come off and send half the damn coffee right into my lap. As a result some of it got on my cell phone. Yeah. That did not help matters. It still works but when I'm talking it sounds like it's underwater.

Yes, a new cell phone is in order.

I already know which phones I'm going to choose between. I want to play with them a little first before I make my decision. Why do I have to wait until Saturday? Well, I'm on my mother's family plan and she's the main line so she has to be present for various reasons.

So first thing Saturday morning I'm driving down there and will come home with a brand new gadget!

Master is always yelling at me for not spending money on myself and I love my gadgets so I've decided I'm going to get a nicer phone this time. It's going to be my early birthday present to myself. After all I'll be 30 in less than two months and that's a milestone of sorts. Why not splurge?

He is making fun of me for wanting a gadget like phone. He thinks phones are only for talking. Not texting or surfing the internet or any of that jazz. Just a phone. No bells or whistles. So He picks on me about the fact that I like gadget phones with as many bells and whistles as possible!

It's my one and only splurge like thing I do for myself. I'm excited about it because I can come home and play around with it and all that stuff. It's so stupid that I get excited about a new cell phone but I am!

Visit With Dad

Master wasn't feeling well today. He seemed better yesterday but today for some reason He's taken a small nose dive and hasn't been able to sleep well at all.

So I went down to my dad's by myself. I'm not that great at taking pictures so I was a little worried about how the pictures of the items would turn out. But my dad ended up taking the pictures so that I could write everything down and he could just look at the pictures as he took them. It just seemed easier. He wasn't mad or anything along those lines. In fact he kind of seemed to have fun taking the pictures oddly enough. Although it's still a little weird to see my dad put glasses on whenever he has to read something.

Once that was done we chilled in his living room and talked about random stuff. His next door neighbor came over and shot the shit for a while as well. I didn't really want to leave when I did but it was getting dark out and I had a 45 minute drive home. On top of that I have to work tomorrow and had another errand to run before I could go home and relax.

I apologized to my father for not staying longer and he said that he understood. Part of the reason I didn't want to leave is because my uncle had literally just walked in the door as I was getting ready to leave and I haven't seen him in a long time and probably won't see him again for quite some time. Also, my brother was apparently going to be there in a half hour.

I just saw my brother for a short period of time yesterday but it's not often that I get to hang out with him and my dad at the same time.

But like I said I wanted a little bit of down time before I had to go to sleep tonight. I got home around 6:30pm.

Next time I'll make sure to go down there on a Saturday instead so I don't have to worry about leaving at a half way decent time.

Side note: I know this blog hasn't been about kink or sex in a while now but with my being sick, Master getting sick and neither of us being 100% over it yet there hasn't been anything going on but hanging out and sleeping. Hopefully soon Master will be a lot better. I just have this cough left although that is starting to subside more and more.

Errands With Mom

Today I got up earlier than I usually would on a weekend but I had also slept a lot yesterday. I think that is also part of the reason why I'm feeling quite a bit better today. The more my body rests when I'm sick the faster I get over illness. But I also had things to do today.

I went down to see my mom. I hadn't planned on heading down there until probably noon or so but I was up early and so I got there at 10am. This also gave me more time to spend time with her and to run some errands with her. Her car is down and won't be fixed for a little while so she is relying on my brother's car. It's not always easy to borrow his car either so I figured while I was down there I would run a few errands with her.

We went to a couple of stores and did some grocery shopping. She was grateful and I told her it was no problem. If I lived closer I would run more errands for her/with her but there is a 45 minute drive between us. I normally try to go down to see her about twice a month, sometimes three times a month and so when I'm down there I'll just run her around town a bit.

I left there around 1pm and Master and I have been relaxing since that point.

I called my dad and found out he has a new cell phone number. He had been using a prepaid cell phone which is the one I called. He is keeping that one active since he has minutes on it but now he is on an actual cell phone plan and got a better phone. He's not too good about telling people he has a new phone number. *laughs* So after I got off the phone with him I sent a text to my brother so he has it too.

We may or may not be going down to see my dad tomorrow. My dad wants to put up more items on eBay so he wants us to help him with that but he isn't sure if tomorrow will be good or not as some of his plans with other people may or may not have changed. So he'll call me in the early afternoon tomorrow to let me know one way or another.

Almost There

Work flew by today. It was only a four hour work day anyway, but honestly sometimes those seem to take forever to go by. After I got out of work I dropped off the guy in my carpool and then dropped off the rent check.

I was a little surprised when I got home and Master was awake. He's still fighting off this damn head cold and He hasn't been sleeping well so I figured that He'd still be asleep. But I was mistaken. we relaxed and talked for a little while but I did end up taking about a two and a half hour nap on the couch. I'm feeling better. I just have this cough going on but nothing is coming from it. I think it's just due to the fact that my throat is raw and scratchy from the past week of being sick and as a result it's causing a tickle in the back of my throat, which is in turn causing more coughing.

Going to work earlier in the week was really difficult to do. And I think that's part of the reason why I crashed this afternoon. I've been tired at work all week but then when I get home I have a hard time falling asleep since I've been spending the majority of the day trying to get my body jump started. I actually woke up only about a half hour before our usual dinner time.

We aren't doing any grocery shopping until tomorrow so we decided to just get drive through for tonight. I got all bundled up and made a few stops in addition to getting food. While I was out I bought Master some more cold medicine. Hopefully He'll be able to fully kick this thing soon.

Tomorrow I'm going down to visit my mom. Like I said all I really have left is this cough and I think that's more due to my throat being raw than anything. I had been planning on going down there this past Tuesday but put it off until tomorrow as I don't want to get anyone down there sick. It's bad enough that Master caught it from me.

Master will be staying home and resting.

Enough Already

I think I'm finally starting to get over this cold. Mainly it's just the coughing that is left over and it's not nearly as bad as it was. My whole upper back hurts from all of the coughing though. You don't really realize how violent coughing can be until after a few days of damn near doing nothing but coughing and then realize how bad your back hurts. Master says He is starting to feel a bit better as well. He's not to where I am but then again I've had it a few days longer than He has so it's really not all that surprising.

I'll just be glad when we're both completely over it. I want to fuck! I know Master does too.

When I first caught this cold I could barely breathe out of my nose and I would go into coughing fits. So not sexy. Like at all. And when I get sick my body decides it's time to go into sleep mode and so I crash a lot. Then Master got sick and He was pretty much where I was a few days prior.

And I'm sure most of you are the same way, when one or both of you are sick even if you want to fuck it doesn't seem all that appealing. No one wants to be in the middle of fucking and realize you're about to hack all over your partner. Well, unless you're into that kind of thing anyway. We are not, obviously.

So the past week has pretty much been sleeping, watching TV and just trying to get past this shit.

Cranky

I think I'm towards the end of this damn head cold or whatever the hell it is. It's just the cough that seems to be hanging on for dear life. Last night was rough though. I went to bed around 11:30pm and I couldn't get comfortable. It seemed like no matter what I did I just couldn't lay still comfortably. Either it caused me to cough or it made my neck hurt or my lower back hurt or whatever. The worst part of coughing attacks, for me, is that my entire body hurts afterward. And when you're coughing on and off for several days the ache is just always there.

I think I finally fell asleep around 12:30am. But sleep did not last long. Master is sick too and is in the beginning stages. So if one of us isn't coughing the other is. I don't think either of us slept well. Around 4:30am I got out of bed for the last time. I figured that maybe if I went to sleep on the couch I could prop my head up on the two couch pillows and that would help with my coughing.

I grabbed my alarm clock and my cell phone and headed off to the living room. I grabbed my throw blanket and curled up on the couch. Our pup hopped up onto the other end of the couch and helped keep me warm. I got about another hour and a half of sleep before my alarm went off.

Work seemed to take forever and a day. I think that was mostly due to how I was feeling though.

When I got home from work Master and I still hadn't decided what we were going to do for dinner. Nothing in the apartment sounded good and neither of us felt like dealing with a grocery store. So I went and grabbed us dinner. About a half hour after we were done eating I realized that I had stupidly forgotten to buy toilet paper and we were completely out. Son of a bitch.

So since I had to run to the store anyway I decided that instead of just buying toilet paper I might as well buy some cough drops and kleenex while I was at it.

Master just got done soaking in the tub, which trust me is not easy for Him given the fact that He's so tall.

Needless to say neither of us are in great moods but we haven't taken each other's heads off or anything along those lines. We're just sick and cranky.

Hello 2013

Last night was rather uneventful. I was still feeling unwell and Master was beginning to feel worse. So we just kind of killed time by watching TV. I think I finally went to bed around 2:30am after rubbing vaporub on my neck so I could sleep. Master was coughing more and more as the night went on and so He stayed up as He knew He wouldn't be able to fall asleep. Apparently whatever I have, which I believe is a head cold, I managed to pass on to Master.

I feel bad about it. My immune system is pretty strong so thankfully I do not get sick frequently. When I do get sick I get knocked on my tail and end up crashing a lot to recover from it. Master has a blood disorder that weakens His immune system so I'm always worried about getting Him sick. This time I managed to do so.

I actually apologized to Him for it today and He said it was one of the draw backs of sleeping next to a loved one. *laughs* We'll both be keeping on eye on His health to make sure it doesn't mutate into anything more serious than a cold.

I had gotten up at 8am this morning when the dog woke me up to take him outside. I stayed up for about two hours before deciding to go back to bed. After all, I have the day off of work so I might as well rest up and try to get over this cold as quickly as possible. I was asleep for maybe an hour when Master went into a bad coughing fit and accidentally knocked into me. He apologized, got up to get something to drink and came back to bed.

We both always feel better when the other is sleeping next to us so we crashed pretty hard after that. We didn't wake up again until 1pm. At that point we finally got out of bed and I ran to get us some coffee.

We have watched TV literally all day. He relaxed in His recliner and I was sprawled out on the couch. We've been taking cold meds and ordered pizza to be delivered for dinner. It has strictly been a day of rest.

Tomorrow it's back to work with me. But I'll only have to work for two a half days before the weekend begins for me. We're supposed to go visit some family this weekend so hopefully we'll be a lot better by then. I feel better than I have the past few days. It's mostly coughing and just feeling run down now for me. Master is coughing a lot and is tired. Hopefully we'll both be able to get some sleep tonight.