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From the old days

I guess you could say this isn't my typical story. I’ve been in a thoughtful mood lately. This is a story from the old days but I’ll warn you now it has no spanking in it and it may come off sounding a bit sad, although it really shouldn't. So you may want to skip this one and try again later. This is just a story from our past. It's really Tom’s story to tell but that’s not going to happen so I’ll do my best telling you about something of which I have no personal memory.

The story was really brought back to my mind by a song Allie played for me. It is by The Avett Brothers and the song begins,

‘You sent my life a whirling when I saw you twirling on the floor.’

It’s a beautiful song and Tom, who was listening with us, smiled and said “Well I guess you could say that’s what happened to me. The first time I ever saw Cassie she was dancing and twirling on the dance floor and my life’s been whirling ever since!”

You see I’ve told you about the first time I ever saw Tom, but I never told you about the first time Tom saw me. We were so young, in our 20’s. I had happily been a widow for nearly 5 years and if you had looked up the words ‘party girl’ in the dictionary you would surely have seen my picture. My world revolved around too many parties, too much drinking, too much gambling, too many adventure, and too many men.

I was already good friends with Sue and Steve and Annie and Andy. Tom joined the firm where Steve and Andy were working. He had known both men for several years but he had recently moved to our area. He was invited to a party and as he tells it he walked into see a wondrous sight. He says I was dancing and for a moment that was all he could see. I suppose I did look pretty good back then, I was young, thin; I had countless hours and money to devote to my wardrobe, my make-up and my hair. I liked to look good when I went out. But Tom claims he wasn’t only attracted by my looks. He said it was the whole package. He liked the way I danced (I was a pretty good dancer back then – still am!), the way I smiled and the way I laughed. He tells me it wasn’t love at first sight, but it was certainly infatuation. Now I’ll admit the first time I saw him it was lust at first sight, but Tom had higher moral fiber.

Tom is one to study a situation before plunging in. So he says he spent the whole party watching me from a distance. He noticed several things right away – I drank too much, I could be very forward and my language would not be considered ladylike. After a time he made his way over to Steve and Andy. Motioning over toward me he ask one question “Who is that?”

Both men turned to look at the subject of Tom’s interest and burst out laughing. “That my friend is Cassie – and she’s one of a kind. Very interesting woman – she’s a beautiful, rich, widow. Wild as a hare and someone you definitely don’t want to get tangled up with!” Steve answered him. “Men that get involved with Cassie say it’s like cozying up to a wood chipper – she’s grind you up and spit you out.” Steve laughed again and shook his head. “Come with me.” he told Tom. “I’ve know a beautiful woman that will be much more to your taste.” Tom frowned at him and looked back at me. Then he turned to Andy and waited.

Andy had laughed too, but in a much nicer way. “Steve’s not wrong. She’s hard as nails if you cross her, she got a temper for sure. But there’s a sweet, gentle, loving side of Cassie too. I think the temper may just be a cover because she’s scared. I don’t know of what exactly. We dated for a while and I think the world of her but I swear dating Cassie is like trying to herd cats! I think she’s obstinate to the point of being self destructive. I tried to get her to stop drinking one night and instead she began doing shots. She’s like a kid who won’t turn down a dare. Another time she and I had had a minor disagreement and the next thing I knew she had pick up some guy on a motorcycle and took off with him. Her dress hiked up around her ass. Couldn’t find her for two days then she called Sue to pick her up at the hospital, had a dislocated shoulder. Never told any of us how it happened, not even Sue. She’s too wild to deal with Tom. I think she’s determined to kill herself before she’s through.”

Even today I can just picture the look on Tom’s face at all the tales they were telling him. But I still wonder what was going on in his mind. Why didn’t he run for the hills as fast as he could? Instead he wanted to know more and more. “You say she a widow? She’s young. What happened?”

Steve turned serious for a moment. “Now her husband was a real prick. Used to beat the shit out of Cassie. He died of a heart attack and every last one of us wanted to throw a party in celebration. Left Cassie a ton of money though, I guess she can party for the rest of her life – however long that may be.”

“How did she end up with him?” Tom wanted to know.

Andy took up the story “That asshole was hand-picked by her loving father. The guy was in his 40’s and Cassie was barely 20. Her old man wanted a merger with the guys company and I think he threw Cassie in to sweeten the pot. That sick old bastard knew the guy was beating Cassie and never said a word to him. Once she escaped her family and the abusive husband I guess she decided she’d have to take care of herself. I just don’t know if she can keep it up.”

“Quite a story.” Tom mused.

“She’s quite a woman.” Andy agreed. “But honest Tom, she’s got more baggage than even you could help carry. She not for you. You’ll get hurt. And I don’t want to see that happen.”

Andy wandered off leaving Tom with his thoughts. Tom stayed at the party mulling over everything he had heard and watching me until I left the party sometime after 2:00AM. The party was in the hotel where I was living and Tom watched me until I entered the elevator. He told me that he just sat in the lobby after I left thinking. He told me he wondered what he hadn’t gone up to his room but he just sat. It was maybe 40 minutes later that the elevator opened and I came back out. I had change into a simpler dress and I was alone. I went into the bar and a few minutes later Tom followed. He was concerned. He said I had had so much at the party he couldn’t believe I could possibly be drinking more.

Tom told me I had gone to the back booth and sat with my back to the bar. I had ordered a bottle and a glass and I sat alone drinking. Finally Tom could stand it no longer and approached my table. Standing by my booth he said “Cassie?” I didn’t look up. I just looked straight ahead. Tom took the seat across from me. He said I didn’t ever look at him. I was just sitting and crying quietly, not making any sound, just crying. Strangely enough, Tom says that might be when he fell in love.

Tom said I acted like he wasn’t there. As I started to pour another drink he took the bottle out of my hand and reached for my purse. He found my key and helping me to my feet he said “It’s time to stop.” He said I was a bit like a zombie but I came quietly to my room. He turned back my bed and undressed me to my slip and put me to bed. He said I never said a word. He said he sat watching me until he was sure I was asleep and wouldn’t be getting up again.

Over the next several days he found out all he could about me and he was at every gathering I attended. It was over those next few days that I became aware of him, his intense scrutiny and frown whenever I tried to get his attention. Of course I was trying to gain that attention through decidedly unladylike methods but I was trying – I didn’t know I already had it!

It was over a year before Tom told me about that night. I have absolute no memory of it what-so-ever. I know it sounds like I was in terrible shape but I don’t remember being unhappy or scared or anything like that. I remember enjoying most of that time in my life. Okay maybe I glossed over a few incidents in my memories but I just don’t remember being in as bad a shape as Tom and some of my friends remember.

Tom and I were married less than two months later. I think I can truthfully say it was a shock to both our systems. Up to that point Tom had lead a calm, orderly life. I put an end to that as definitely as he put an end to my wild ways. I’ve mentioned it here before but I hadn’t realized what I trial I had been to my friends until our wedding. Andy walked me down the aisle but when the minister asked ‘Who gives this woman to be married?’ all my friends declared loudly “We all do!” I suppose after failing to talk Tom out of marrying me they were content to turn their ‘problem child’ over to him to deal with.

I think it’s fairly obvious today that I’m the luckiest woman in the world. There was no reason for Tom to have ignored the advice of his friends and pursue me but I surely thank heavens that he did! What a life we would have missed. Hope you don’t mind me brushing out the cobwebs of my mind occasionally. It seems to free my mind for more stories to come.

Maybe Ryan was right...

I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve written. We’ve had such a lovely summer. Tom is as sweet and wonderful as ever. And with a few noticeable exceptions he’s been pretty reasonable this summer. I can’t say he hasn’t been bossy but he’s certainly been worse in the past. And although he had me sitting sensitively a time or two over the summer, I can’t complain. We’ve been out west with Sue and Steve where we met up with Annie and Andy and our other friends. We had adventures and got all caught up on one another's lives. We’ve also spent long lazy days here on the river. And even as we have grown closer and closer, I’ve watched my sweet Allie getting ready to leave us and head to college. I miss that child more than I could have imagined I could.

She left this past week and I’m not sure who was the most upset, her mom Kate, or me. Allie is extremely happy. She is going to the same college as Ryan and it’s really not that far away, just under an hour. I know Ryan will take care of her. He loves her in a way that makes my heart swell when I see him look at her. He did take my advice to heart. He eased up to give Allie a bit of breathing room. That is until Allie herself went and messed that up.

Allie’s dad Andrew travels often and this summer Kate was away several times looking after her mother. Drew usually went with his mom and sometimes Allie did too but her job kept her here most of the time. So Allie was staying home alone and Kate asked me to watch over her and make sure she behaved herself, the thought of which never failed to make Tom chuckle. Allie and Sue and I visited a great deal during the day and Allie was either at work or with Ryan most evening. But she was usually at home by midnight and we had a signal that she would turn off the outside lights when she came in so I would know she was home safe and sound. If she planned to be late she would let me know.

She was usually with Ryan so I seldom worried. But one weekend this summer Ryan was back on campus for the weekend and Allie was on her own. That Saturday evening I invited her over but she wasn’t feeling well. She told me “I’m just going to run down and get my check and then I’m going on to bed.” I made sure she wasn’t really unwell and she assured me she wasn’t she was more just tired and bored. I saw her pull in after picking up her check and shortly thereafter her house was dark and quiet.

Tom asked me for a date – a movie, just the two of us in our little theater. We watched John Wayne in ‘The Quiet Man’ an old one we both enjoy. If you've ever seen it I'm sure you can understand why Tom likes it!


The movie was even better snuggling together eating popcorn and drinking wine. The movie ended just before 1:00 AM and as we were getting ready for bed my cell rang, a very unusual occurrence for the wee hours of the morning.

It was Ryan calling from college and he sounded concerned “Gosh Cassie, I hate to bother you so late but I was wondering if Allie was over there. I’ve called her cell forever and she’s not answering. Do you know where she is?”

I had to laugh at the boy. “Ryan I swear you are as bad as Tom! She’s safe and sound in her bed. I saw her come home around 9:00 and she told me she was going to bed early. She probably has her phone off. Just because you’re out of town you’re turning into a regular worry wart. Allie’s fine!”

“Cassie” Ryan voice sounded agitated, “I’m not at school. I decided to drive back tonight. I’m standing in Allie’s bedroom. Her car’s here, her pocket book’s here, but she not!”



Come back soon, I’m typing whenever I get the chance.

More soon

I have not forgotten that I am in the middle of a story! I'm just a slow typist and busy at the moment. But I am certainly working on in and I will have more up soon. I hope you'd come back.

Love,
Cassie

Springtime

Its spring and I am doing the happy dance about that. Several of you were worried about me taking the boat out without Tom’s permission the last time I wrote. Don’t worry about that – I want access to the boat this summer so I am always good about the boat until late in the season. LOL! Don’t want him taking my boat key away (that is assuming I get them back from him this season). They were in his pocket at the end of last summer but surely I can sweet talk them away from him soon.

You might be wondering where I’ve been lately, I can tell you in two words – the club. They were just beginning to build this lovely club when we moved here several years ago. There have been delays and postponements but it is finally up and running. The golf course has been complete for 5 years but the parts I find interesting are now my second home. They have a game room for adults –cards and board games and well and an electronic one for the children, a fantastic gym (I’m told), indoor and outdoor pools, hot tubs and spas, massage rooms, an indoor track and a superb out door one that goes all around the golf course. It is both a running and biking path and I have been an avid user of both.

They have a wonderful restaurant and bar, rooms that can be rented for large gatherings and they host dances weekly. Attached is also a dog park with attendants. Once Willow passed the ‘Use your best doggie manners’ course she is welcomed to stay and play with her friends while I’m inside. The whole club is a delightful addition to the area.


I’ve been so good this winter that I know Tom must be bored to tears with me. But while still being on my best behavior I did managed to get him all stirred up the other day through no fault of my own of course – stop laughing, I’m serious! Despite my active life style I sometimes have great difficulty sleeping and lately has been one of those times. I can go to sleep fine but I wake sometime between 2 and 3 and then it’s all over. I can’t get back to sleep. Tom knows I’m having this problem but with my history he is very reluctant to allow me to use sleeping pills of any kind.

I usually get up to read or watch an old movie or something but the other morning when the weather was much warmer I found myself drawn outside by the full moon. I put Willow in her yard because I wasn’t up to her morning exuberance. I grabbed my robe as it was still a bit chilly in the pre-dawn hours and wandered down to the dock to watch the moon over the water and wait for the day to begin.

It was lovely and still, much more soothing than any sleeping pill and I drifted back to sleep curled in a little ball in our patio chair.

Meanwhile my early rising husband was looking for me. I don’t suppose he was too concerned when I wasn’t in bed but then after looking through the house and deck he evidently became concerned. The car was there, my bike was there, the boat was there and Willow was there – but no wife. Sue and Steve were out of town so I wasn’t visiting them. He then noticed that the clothes I had laid out for the next day were there also but that my robe was missing.

Back he goes outside but and according to him he shouted for me but evidently I was soundly asleep by that time. He did scan the dock but as I was curled down in the chair there was nothing to be seen.


Let me break into my story here to tell you something I have realized about my husband. In the early day of our marriage Tom usually spanked me for not acting like a lady – cursing, telling off colored jokes, throwing temper tantrums and such. Mostly that has gone by the way side mostly because my behavior has falling into that of a lady – at least when Tom is around. He has always spanked vigorously and with passion if I lie to him (that hasn’t changed). And the same if he thinks I have put myself in danger.

In recent years I feel my serious spanking have come from one thing – scaring Tom. And for a big strong man it seems everything I do scares him! It’s just not fair. Driving the Toy on the highway, taking the boat out alone, not telling him where I am every blessed minute of the day, not answering my phone the second it rings – oh my, I could go on. I’m waiting for him to grab me from my chair when I’m reading, put me over his knee and wear me out for putting myself in danger of getting a paper cut by turning the pages. Sigh… It’s wonderful to be loved in such away but he needs to realize I have good sense and I can take care of myself!! I suppose my oldest readers might need to take a minute here to wipe the tears of laughter from your eyes before you continue.

Back to my story, just before six Tom called next door to see if Kate or Andrew had seen me. Everyone was up and getting ready for work or school and they all came out to help Tom look. By this time Tom’s anxiety and anger were about evenly mixed.

It was my sweet Allie who had the obvious solution. “Have you let Willow look?” she asked. “Cassie and I always play hide-and-seek with her and she always finds us. If Cassie anywhere around Willow will fine her.” I think Tom should have thought of this himself but evidently he didn’t.


Tom went over and let Willow out from her yard. She was delighted to have so many people in the yard to play with so early. Allie had her sit and then said “Let’s play Willow. Where’s Cassie, find Cassie.” Willow was so happy to be playing her favorite game that she dance in place for a few seconds then dashed to the dock and thrust and cold nose and a licking tongue into my face as her morning greeting. I sat up wondering exactly where I was and turned to see everyone walking my way. Tom looked angry enough to pitch me in the river!

When they arrived Tom took a moment to praise and pet Willow – who seemed extremely pleased with herself.

“What are you all doing out here?” I asked still somewhat sleepily.

“We were looking for you! Why didn’t you tell me where you were going?”

“Good grief, Tom was I supposed to wake you at 3 AM to tell you I was going to sit outside for a bit?” I was feeling a bit self-conscious with everyone staring at me and I wanted to go in before any further discussing. Tom gave Allie and hug and thanked her “I should have thought to ask for Willow’s help.” He told her.

He turned to me and said “Let’s go in, I want to talk to you.”

I doubt that his tone sounded ominous to Kate and Andrew but Allie picked up on it right away and whispered to me “Are you in trouble?”

“I shouldn’t be” I whispered back to her “I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“That doesn’t always matter when they think we’ve done something” she answered.

I looked at her in a bit of surprise and asked “Is my boy Ryan being hard on you girl?”

“Oh no”, she laughed absentmindedly rubbing her butt; “we’re fine.” I need to have a long talk with that girl!

But there was not time then as I looked up to see Tom holding the door for me. I came in somewhat reluctantly and stopped to give Willow some attention as Tom strode on into the kitchen. I’ve lived with Tom a long time and this is not my first campaign. I have learned to guard my rear flank so to speak! Instead of going to him for a hug and kiss I took a seat on the far side of the table as Tom stood staring at me, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.

I didn’t wait for him to start. “Tom you just need to calm down. I can feel that itch in your spanking hand from here and it’s not going to get scratched! I did not do one thing wrong.”

“Why didn’t you answer me? I called for you several time – were you hiding on purpose just to make me worry?

I stared at him incredulously “Why would I do that? Tom, I couldn’t sleep. I got up and wandered in here for a while. The weather was pretty and it was a full moon. I went to sit on the dock and watch the water. It lulled me back to sleep and I never heard you calling. I slept until Willow woke me and that’s the truth.”

Tom looked a little less angry and began “Then why didn’t you tell me… You could have left a note… I mean I don’t like not being able to find you…”

I almost laughed at his frustration. He had obviously been planning to wear me out when he found me but even he was beginning to realize that I hadn’t done anything wrong. Poor man! LOL!

“Am I safe walking over there for a cup of coffee?” I asked. Tom just shook his head and started me a cup. I came over as gasped as Tom grabbed me and pulled me to him. I got a kiss and a bear hug and one hard pop on the rear. Snuggling into him I said “I told you all you spank for anymore is because you’re scared. You have to learn to relax!”

“I have to get ready for work – you made me miss my run this morning. I hope you will be prepared of help me burn off some energy when I get home.” Now don’t you all worry about Tom. I did help him burn energy once he got home – I even got a spanking although not the one he had been planning that morning while he was looking for me thank goodness. It was stingy but as long as Tom’s in a good mood I really don’t mind. But now I really need to talk to Allie! I’ll let you know what I find out.

Another meme

I feel like I've been away forever. I have been busy, busy, busy! But now I feel like doing some writing if I can find a minute. I haven't had time yet but I'm getting there. Meanwhile, so you won't forget me completely, I stole this meme right off a friend on facebook. I promise to be back soon. I miss you all!

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
Ice Cream! I love my ice cream, peach tonight.

2. Can you play Guitar Hero?
Can I do what?

3. Name someone who made you laugh today?
Tom, Sue, Allie, Willow – it’s been a good day!

4. How late did you stay up last night and why?
I got in bed between 10:30 and 11:00, I guess because that’s about bedtime.

5. If you could move somewhere else, would you?
No, no, no!! I have done all the moving I ever plan to do! My home here on the river is where I want to live forever.

6. Ever been kissed under fireworks?
I have, right here on the river every New Year’s Eve!

7. Do you believe ex's can be friends?
Never, never could I have been friends with my ex-husband but there are several men I’ve dated that I am still friends with today friends today.

8. How do you feel about Dr Pepper?
I’m more of a Coke girl.

9. When was the last time you cried really hard? It’s been quite.

10. Who was the last person you took a picture of?
Allie and Ryan are forever taking my picture, surely they could find something better to photograph.

11. Was yesterday better than today?
No today was wonderful!!

12. Can you live a day without TV?
Oh yes, that would be no problem – I can keep my computer can’t I?

13. Are you upset about anything?
I am. There is something going on at our club that I am becoming quite annoyed with but Tom keeps telling me to let it go. We’ll see.

14. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?
On my, the relationship Tom and I have shared has been worth the world to me.

15. Are you a bad influence?
I have been accused of that once or twice. But of course the answer is an absolute NO! LOL!

16. Night out or night in?
Now that’s a hard one. I have always love dressing up and going out and partying with all our friends but I also love our evening alone – just Tom and Willow and me. I guess if Tom’s around in or out it pretty wonderful.

17. What items could you not go without during the day?
Items? I like my computer, would love to throw my cell phone in the river – I always want my car keys!

18. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?
A lady from our church.

19. How do you feel about your life right now?
I love it, my husband, my home and my friends – I love it all.

20. Do you hate anyone?
I do not, but there is a woman at the club I am quite annoyed with.

21. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?
LOL! I would have to say yes if I ever plan on sitting again!

22. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?
I think a safe bet here would be to say ‘no’.

23. What song is stuck in your head?
None thank heavens!

24. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 AM, who do you want it to be?
If that were to happen it would scare me to death – everyone, stay away from my windows at night!!

25. Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50?
Not having any children of my own would have made that difficult, but with Ryan and Allie and Drew I feel like I was blessed with grandchildren before 70!

26. Name something you have to do tomorrow.
I want to go out in the boat but Tom is still touchy about my boat use from way last summer. So I am trying to restrain myself and not pester him too much.

27. Do you think too much or too little?
That depends entirely who you ask! LOL!

Just a little post

Tom knows all about Ryan and Allie now. Ryan came in yesterday for a long weekend and one of the first things he did was to call Tom and ask him if they could talk. Since Ryan’s estrangement from his father he has become closer and closer to Tom.

They talked up in Tom’s office – I was dying for a way to eavesdrop but the door was firmly closed without an invitation to me being offered. But they were down about an hour later and both were smiling. I got a big hug from Ryan that lifted me off my feet before he headed to Allie’s.

As soon as he left I got a lifted eyebrow lift from Tom “You knew they were sleeping together. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Now Tom, I haven’t known long and really it wasn’t my news to tell now was it? So what did you tell Ryan?”

“Well I don’t think it was a good idea at their age and I wish that they had waited.” Tom admitted. “Ryan is not in a position to take care of Allie should he needs to, and I think that should have been the case before they took this step.”

“You didn’t fuss at him did you?” I scolded. “This should be a beautiful time for them. I hope you didn’t make him feel bad.”

“Cassie I don’t fuss at people. I only …”

“Oh so I’m the only one you fuss at?” I couldn’t help interrupting. “You didn’t tell him they should stop did you?” For some reason I was a little upset that he might be sticking his opinions in where they didn’t belong.

Tom came over and wrapped his arms around me “Now when have I ever fussed at you?” he asked.

“WHEN have…?” I started to sputter, but he cut me off with a kiss.

“No girl, I didn’t tell Ryan anything except that he was responsible for her emotionally now, as well many other ways. I'm not so foolish as to think they're going to stop once they've started”.

"Being with the woman you love can be darn near addictive. As a matter of fact” he went on with twinkle in his eye “I could use a fix right now. And someone needs a spanking for keeping secrets from her husband.”

My romantic devil! We had a lovely afternoon. It had been a while since we had just spent hours in bed loving and touching and talking. I’m happy for Allie and Ryan, everything is so new and exciting for them but I wouldn’t trade what Tom and I have for all the youth in the world!

Hands up

I know I’ve mentioned many times that Tom is very particular about my hands. This goes way back. I can definitely remember him mentioning my hand on our first date. I had had my eye on Tom from the moment I had seen him but it took him a while to finally ask me out. When he finally did I made sure I had the full beauty treatment that day – facial, my hair done and of course a pedicure and a manicure were a must! My hands were smooth because I’d never done a lick of honest work in my life. So once the nails were done to perfection they were quite becoming to a man who loved hands to begin with.

We’ve had more than one ‘discussion’ about me doing things to hurt my hands – my working in the flower bed without my gloves being one of his pet peeves. But one incident stands out as sealing his over protectiveness of my hands – if not other parts of my anatomy.

During the first few years when Tom tried to spank me I often fought him. He’s was 6’2”, 180 and I was 5’2” 110 when we married so the fights were a bit one sided – but overwhelming odds has never stopped me from trying.

We were living out west near the girls and the four girls and I had made plans to attend a luncheon one day. However the day before Sue and I had gone shopping in the afternoon. Our excursion lasted a bit longer that Tom thought it should have (I had arrived home by cab after one the next morning slightly worse for wear). Ah… the wonderful days before I was put on an electronic leash (cell phone). Tom kept his cool that evening but the next morning was a different story.

He was in full lecture mode as I was rudely awakened by the covers being ripped back and that darn brush sailing into my unsuspecting bottom. He was upset – “Gone all day”, “never checked in”, “not home for dinner”, “spending a fortune”, “drinking all night”. I didn’t hear much of what he said; I was yelling pretty loudly myself!

He finally stopped and began rubbing. He used some soothing lotion and finally gave me a hug. He told me how much he worried and that he didn’t like me disappearing for more than half a day drinking with Sue (apparently some things never change). Leaving the room he said “I expect you to join me for breakfast in 15 minutes – you’re not going to lounge around in bed nursing a hangover all day.” Grrrr… I could have used another couple of hours of sleep.

We ate in relative good humor, me sitting in my chair trying to get comfortable. Near the end of I told Tom that I’d be at a luncheon at Lucy’s that afternoon if he was looking for me. He answered “No, you are not leaving the house today.”

Well I flared! Spanking was something I could tolerate, in theory, but my comings and goings being controlled infuriated me and I shouted “You can’t tell me what I may and may not do. I am NOT you prisoner!!”

Tom was very calm – darn him, he answered me “Yes Cassie I will tell you what you may and may not do. I’m your husband. I’ve told you to let me know where you are going to be and to come home at a reasonable hour. You disappeared yesterday so you’re going to stay home today. You are going to realize that I mean what I say. When you finally understand that I’ll give you much more freedom.”

‘He’d give me more freedom’? The utter unfairness of this was more than I could take. I was mad clear through! I swept from the table and went I reached our room I slammed the door as hard as I could. Now I’ve told you Tom is fairly reasonable about slammed doors. Unfortunately one slam didn’t get it out of my system. I opened the door and heaved it back for another mighty slam. It felt wonderful!! Two felt so good I was sure three would put me over the top. It nearly did.

Moments after the third slam Tom came in and quietly closed the door behind him. In a calm voice, which none the less had an ominous quality to it he said “Cassie Jane, I’m telling you right now – that’s enough. Do you understand me?”

I chose not to answer him. I turned my back to him and began brushing my hair. Tom left me alone again and again closed the door quietly. That would have been a good time to call it a draw wouldn’t it? But no, I just couldn’t let it go.

I gave Tom time to get back downstairs then I gave the door one last mighty slam!

It was in that split second, as I heard Tom thundering up the stairs that I realized what I’d done and that I had left myself no escape. Dumbfounded by my own stupidity I was still rooted to the spot when came in and grabbed my arm and the brush all in one movement. I was talking as fast as I could, ‘Didn’t mean to...’, ‘it was an accident…’, ‘it slipped…’ he wasn’t listening to a word. Remember now, I had been spanked thoroughly not an hour before and I just couldn’t help it – I reached back in a vain attempt to protect my bottom when it happened. The brush caught my hand in mid-swing. I screamed and Tom dropped the brush at once.

“I think it’s broken” I cried. Now I didn’t think for one minute that it was really broken but the spanking had stopped and I’d have sworn my neck was broken if it would have kept him from starting again.

But taking a closer look revealed that my little finger was swelling rapidly. Tom helped me dress and Mattie brought ice and Tom and I headed to the ER for X-rays and sure enough it was broken.

Secretly I was delighted. I knew Tom felt just horrible about what had happened. I felt surely his guilt would put an end to my forced relationship with that horrible brush!

Tom was upset over what had happened and he hated the bulky splint on my hand. He felt it was akin to painting a mustache on the Mona Lisa. I was content. I had pain meds (doled out by Tom, but still), I felt I had Tom feeling guilty and I was pretty sure spanking was a thing of the past.

Back home Tom gave me a pain pill and tucked me into bed for a nap. Later he brought me up soup and a sandwich and insisted on feeding me. Afterwards he picked up my injured hand and gently caressed it. Kissing the palm he looked at me and said “I believe we have some unfinished business.”

“What do you mean?” I asked with rapidly growing fear that I had miscalculated.

“I told you specifically not to slam that door this morning and you just had to do it again. I told you that was enough but you didn’t listen.”

“Tom you spanked me for that – You broke my finger!! You can’t spank me again!”

He kissed my hand again. “That’s another thing honey,” he began as he pulled me across his lap and started spanking pretty hard with his hand. “I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you one more time. Don’t you EVER put your hand back when I’m spanking you! I would never have harmed your hand intentionally (didn’t seem to mind burning my butt off!) but it is your responsibility to keep them out of the line of fire.”

I could not believe it! But I didn’t say anymore at least he was spanking with his hand and with less force than he normally used. But it lasted long enough to reignite the fire he had started earlier in the day. Finishing he rubbed a bit before he sat me up. He sat against the headboard and pulled me over to sit on his lap. He held me quietly for a while. I wanted to be mad at him but it had been a long day and I needed comfort more.

Tom’s good at that and he held me and talked to me for a long time. He told me he was very sorry that my finger was broken. And that he was appalled that he was the reason for it but as he said “Cassie I want you to know that if I’m spanking you and you put your hand back I’ll grab it and hold it while I finish the spanking but as soon as I finish I’ll tie your hands together if I have to, and I’ll take the brush and wear you out for reaching back and I don’t mean maybe girl, that is a promise.”

I surely didn’t like hearing it. My hope of a spank free future had come to nothing. And as usual Tom was certainly a man of his word. In those early years before I mastered the art of clutching a pillow or the comforter with all my might I did reach back a few more times. I now associate Tom’s pinning my right hand to the small of my back as a precursor to some of the hardest spankings I’ve ever had.

It’s funny when I think back. I bet I’m spanked twice as much now as I was in the early years. Those first years I was only spanked for discipline – now trust me there were enough of those to keep Tom’s spanking arm in fantastic shape but now, by far, the vast majority of my spankings are loving – I don’t mean as a precursor to love making (although many are) it’s just … us. I love to be taken over his knee. I love the feel of his hand on my bottom. I love his conversation and his undivided attention. I did not like spanking during our early marriage but even at that looking back I wouldn’t change a thing about our history. It took every bit of our history to get us here and here, with Tom, is exactly where I want to be.

2010

Finally - a portrait of the real me!!

Oh my! I found his and I couldn't resist!
Good thing Tom never comes here.

To all my friends here I wish you the very best New Years ever!!

Borrowed meme

Now you all know I can't resist a good meme!


1. Name someone with the same birthday as you. Paul’s mother, Prince Harry, Agatha Christie

2. Where was your first kiss? The first one that counted was on the first date I had with Tom. I felt that kiss all over and yet I could not talk him into my bed that night.

3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property? Ummm… well …. Oh my, I think I’ll skip this question.

4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex. I have. You have to remember I was quite wild for a few years of my life. I have worked hard to cultivate my persona as a lady.

5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? I have not. I do have some pride!

6. What's the first thing you notice about the preferred sex? I look at their eyes. If they are not a kind person their eyes will give you away.

7. What really turns you on? Tom’s touch, Tom’s looks, Tom.

8. What do you order at Starbucks? I like espresso if I can get away with it.


9. What is your biggest mistake? Oh my, there are so many! Trying to pick one is like trying to determine if the devil's right horn is sharper than his left!

10. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose? I have to say I have but nothing like that in a long, long time.

11. Say something totally random about yourself. I now have common sense – I’ll explain later.

12. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Tom saw this picture of Ellen Burstyn and thought it looked like me.


13. Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows? Very rarely. I have watched a Disney movie or two in my day.

14. Did you have braces? No

15. Are you comfortable with your height? Most of the time but when Tom is annoyed and towering over me I could use an inch or two.

16. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you? I love it when Tom baths me, tucks me in bed and reads to me as I fall asleep.

17. When do you know its love? When you see them you feel you can’t breathe and when they go away you don’t feel like you want to.

18. Do you speak any other languages? Some days I still feel like I am just mastering English. At least when I am trying to write it.

19. Have you ever been to a tanning salon? Heavens no! I couldn’t be shut up in a box like that. Besides I am way too old to tan although I used to tan quite well – the old fashion way.

20. What magazines do you read? I read books often but rarely magazines.

21. Have you ever ridden in a limo? I have indeed.

22. Has anyone you were really close to passed away? My grandmother.

23. Do you watch mtv? Do I watch what?

24. What's something that really annoys you? Rules.

25. What's something you really like? Living on the river.

26. Do you like Michael Jackson? I never met Michael Jackson.

27. Can you dance? Now we have stumbled on to something I can do! Tom and I dance very well and I love to dance anytime we can.


28. What's the latest you have ever stayed up? How many days are we talking about here?

29. Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room? I have.

30. Do you actually read these when other people fill them out? I love meme, I love learning about my friends. I read every one.

The second best man in the world

Happy Birthday, Brother!


After Tom you are the best man I know!

Welcome

I wish everyone who ever read here knew just how much you mean to me. I love having guest drop by. I’m afraid I haven’t been a very good hostess lately however. I haven’t been here as much as I would like to be. I have stories I am looking forward to telling but I often feel that no one is out here anymore. My dear brother Paul and a few other close friends are the only ones to ever drop by and speak anymore. LOL! As I am sure Tom would be delighted to tell you I am a creature who craves attention and conversation from others. I guess the interaction feeds my creative juices and makes me want to write more.

Please remember if you ever go back and read in my archives (or on any blog for that matter) – if you ever find a story or a post that really speaks to you, please leave a comment on it. It will come right to my mailbox and I will comment back to you on that very post.

So to any and all that might happen by this way – you are most welcomed! Please leave a comment so I will know you have been by and I will be happy to comment back to you. Today is a special day when we are all trying to let our silent readers know how much they are appreciated but I really love to have comments anytime I post. I hope if you are reading here you will say hello. But whether you do or not you are most welcomed and please come back!

Cassie

Dinner on the River

My thanks to those of your who read my last post and took the time to comment or voted on the poll. I hope you will continue to come by. You have my sincere thanks.

Our lives are quite different living on the river as opposed to the house in town. In town I had become somewhat isolated. Tom was the only person with whom I spent a great deal of time. Here on the river there are wonderful people everywhere – Kate and Andrew next door, their wonderful children and their friends and of course Sue and Steve. There are others in the neighborhood who have become friends also so I am delighted with where we are. I know Tom is happy we are here too but on rare occasions I think he misses being the only person around.



Now Tom certainly never has to fight for my attention. I would still rather be with him than anyone else on the planet by far but when he is working I am more likely to seek out others than just sitting and waiting on him.

Tom works Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday and when he gets home on Wednesdays night Tom seems to especially want to spend some alone time with me. He has created a special time for us on Wednesday evening. He packs us a picnic and we have dinner on the river. Although he did it politely he made it clear to everyone around that we neither need nor desire company on these evenings.

He does make one exception, probably because he harbors the hope and illusion that her manners and her willingness to obey will someday rub off on me. I am afraid he will be disappointed but I enjoy Willow joining us anyway.




So with bread and cheese, fruit and a bottle of wine – as well as a few dog biscuits – we head out on the boat for a late supper. We have a favorite little spot on the river where we love to watch the sunset from the boat. To me these evening are heaven. It originated as Tom’s idea but it’s just what I always want – Tom all to myself. I love talking to Tom, I love that he listens to me. That was one of the first things that attracted me to Tom.

On the boat I snuggle back against him and tell him about my day and hear about his. There is also definitely some kissing going on but at Tom’s insistence all activities on the boat are G-rated.



When we come home after our evening on the river we continue to avoid friends and leave the television off. It’s just us. If the air has grown cool out on the river Tom draws me a warm bath – I love when Tom baths me. I feel petted, pampered and somehow owned. As I get out Tom wraps me in a huge towel I feel as if I could drift off to sleep without ever even opening my eyes from the tub to the bed.

However this is rarely what Tom has in mind. Now I can think of a variety of ways for a loving husband to awaken a dear wife – Tom, as you might imagine, has his own favorite. One second I am drowsy and comfortable the next minute I am bottoms up at the receiving end of a stinging good girl! But of course this is rarely unexpected as Tom does know how to wake up every part of my anatomy. Sigh… I do love our Wednesday evening. The boat ride might be G-rated, but back in the bedroom – well let’s just say you must be over 60 to be admitted!

What do you think?

I feel I might have made a mistake. My, that might be a first! I usually begin by telling you I have done nothing wrong. But I may have this time. I haven’t been blogging much. And I miss it. Beside the general business of life I have wondered why I don’t post as much. I believe I have finally realized that I have been trying to hide from those who likely feel I should not be posting here rather that writing for my many friends who seem to enjoy my take on life. That just doesn’t seem right some how.

I have always enjoy writing about the little daily things that go on as well as stories from the past (and the extremely rare time I may still do something to which Tom might take acceptation! LOL!) I like to share how I spend my days on the river. Often not exciting but satisfying to me. I like to share when I'm annoyed at Tom and I enjoy sharing when he is being his most romantic and charming self. But as of late I never know if other will think this appropriate. I don’t feel it would be appropriate for me to comment on blogs now. I feel trapped between what I want to do, what I feel is proper, what I feel my readers might enjoy and what I feel might make others uncomfortable.

I feel that few read here now, mostly because there is little new to read. But for those who are kind enough to check back I am curious about your thoughts. Although it will be my decision will you share your feeling about the future of this blog – if indeed there is one? I hope to include a small survey and of course feel free to leave a comment or email me at casscat6575@yahoo.com

What are your thoughts?

What do you feel should be the future of "Cassie's Space"? It's fiction, post all you want to. We like reading whatever you want to write about. Just post when you have a good story to tell. I think it's time to shut the site down. Current Results

Happy Summer!

Hello, hello! I have missed everyone out here so much! My summer has been full and busy. Time to write has been in short supply but I have finally found some! We are gearing up for a large 4th of July party tomorrow. Sue and I are neighbors of course and the other three couples are here also. We are having a joint party with Kate and Andrew so there will be a crowd.

But this is to let you know that I have been writing and I will be posting it within a day or two. I hope you will come back. Meanwhile I hope everyone has a wonderful 4th!!

Cassie

I never could resist a good meme…

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
That has happened a time or two – nothing to serious.

2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?
I am not a roller coaster fan. I will leave the riding to other.

3. When’s the last time you've been sledding?
I don’t really remember – it’s been a long time.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
I hate sleeping alone. I want to sleep with Tom even when I’m mad at him. Alone is horrible!

5. Do you believe in ghosts?
I do.

6. Do you consider yourself creative?
Only when I am coming up with excuses for Tom.

7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
I believe that he did.

8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
Yes? What about them?

9. Do you stay friends with your ex's?
My ex is dead. We would not be friends.

10. Do you know how to play poker?
Do I know how to play poker?? I was one of the best poker players you ever saw. However my gambling career was cut short…

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?!
Many, many times

12. What's your favorite commercial?
I didn’t know I was supposed to be picking favorites.

13. What are you allergic to?
Hairbrushes

14. If you're driving in the middle of the night and no one is around do you run red lights?
Well… I suppose, I mean no! Never!

15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?
Of course I do! Doesn’t everyone?

16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
These are sports teams aren’t they.

17. Have you ever been Ice Skating?
I have and I am pretty good at it.

18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Pretty often, sometimes I get up during the night and write them down.

19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
I think that would have been when I played a small prank on Tom; actually it wasn’t only laughter that brought tears to my eyes!

20. Can you name 5 songs by The Beatles?
I Want to Hold Your Hand, Love me do, Yellow Submarine, Help, Imagine, Eleanor Rigby, I Saw Her Standing There… shall I go on?

21. What's the one thing on your mind now?
Is Tom going to come in and tell me to get off the computer before I get this finished?

22. Do you know who Ghetto-ass Barbie is?
I have not had the pleasure.

23. Do you always wear your seat belt?
If I was ever caught with out my seat belt I probably wouldn’t have a seat left to sit on!

24. What cell service do you use?
Alltell

25. Do you like Sushi?
It’s not my favorite but I have it occasionally.

26. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident?
On more that one occasion.

27. What do you wear to bed?
It depends. Often I sleep in the nude but if I have gotten ready for bed early and have on my gown I will sometimes leave it on. Tom prefers me sleeping in nothing unless we are away from home.

28. Been caught stealing?
Caught? No.

29. What shoe size do you have?
Why would you want to know?

30. Do you truly hate anyone?
I don’t think so. That’s a strong word.

31. Classic Rock or Rap?
I try not to sound so old but I cannot listen to Rap. Put me down for Classic Rock.

32. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
Tom

33. Favorite Song?
First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

34. Have you ever sung in front of the mirror?
I’m sure I have at one time or another.

35. What food do you find disgusting?
Snails – something about them just makes me uncomfortable.

36. Do you sing in the shower?
I’m not a singer but, again, I have.

37. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours"?
Not as a child.

38. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?
No, I have many faults but that is not one of them.

39. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew?
I have.

40. Have you ever been punched in the face? Yes, several time, but all that is a distance memory.

The next day

I had my first foray into parenting a few weekends back. I told you about the first part in my last post. Today I want to tell you what happened the next day.

Ryan arrived while we were eating breakfast. That boy just takes my breath away. Tall, handsome, maybe a bit too thin but he’s young – he’ll fill out. I love the way he looks at Allie! They just make such a sweet couple. I felt like the worse ogre in the word for taking the beach trip from them and I knew I would relent in a heart beat if I thought Tom would let me get away with it.

After greeting us and general small talk Ryan asked Allie what time she wanted to get started. She gave him a stricken look and said “Let’s talk on the deck.”

I looked sadly after them. Tom picked up his paper and headed toward his study. “Cassie” he said soothingly “They’ll be fine. Don’t look like that. And” he added, as I took a step toward the sun room “Give them their privacy. No eavesdropping!” Tom swatted my rear with the newspaper and left the room.

I wasn’t being nosy, not really but I did want to know what Allie as telling Ryan so I took my book to the sun room and took a seat by the open window. The shades were still pulled so I wasn’t notice by my young friends as they talked. They were in the middle of the conversation and Ryan was saying…

“But you had to know they would worry. Why didn’t you come in when they were expecting you?” Ryan sounded down right stern. I wanted to see his face but I stayed put and pretended to read my book in case I was spotted.

Allie was saying “Really Ryan I was barely late. I don’t thing that Cassie really meant it about us not being able to go to the beach. You go asked her – she loves you! You know you can get her to change her mind.”

Before I had the time to panic – because I knew I would probably give in to Ryan – I heard him answer “Allie you’re the one who stayed out too late. I’m not about to browbeat Cassie in to changing her mind. And even if I did ask her to change her mind Tom would never go for it.”

Allie’s voice got soft then and she said “Please Ryan, don’t you want to spend the day alone?”

Oh my! I had to see exactly want was going on. I turned and kneeling in the chair I barely moved the shades so I could see the children. Allie’s eyes were dreamy as she leaned in to give Ryan a kiss. As far as I could tell Ryan was a goner! But after enjoying the kiss Ryan said “I’m still not asking her – now behave yourself.”


‘Behave yourself?!’ now where did Ryan come up with that phrase? I barely had time to wonder when someone (guess who) popped me on the rear so hard you could have heard it next door! I shouted “OWWW…” much louder than I would have wanted to but Tom had surprised the devil out of me! That man can move silently when he choses.

I heard Allie say “What was that?” I stood there horrified as I heard Ryan answer “That was none of our business. Let’s go down on the dock.”

I grabbed Tom and pushed/pulled him to the kitchen. “What is the matter with you?” I fumed “They heard that! Tom have you lost your mind? What was that for anyway?” I asked as I rubbed my sore rear.

Tom as usual was completely unrepentant. “Didn’t I tell you to leave the children alone? Ladies don’t eavesdrop and besides, with your ear hanging out the window and your bottom sticking out as it was I just couldn’t resist.”

I couldn’t really think of a good defense at the moment so I decided to attack. “Tom I want to know what you have been telling Ryan – I heard him tell Allie to behave and he sounded like he knew exactly what was happening in here. I want to know just exactly what you have told that boy!”

Tom took his time making another cup of coffee before turning to me and said “What Ryan and I talk about is between the boy and me. But you can rest assured that I have not told him anything that would embarrass you.” That didn’t answer my question at all but I heard the children coming in then and Tom disappeared back into his study.

Ryan and Allie seemed to be having a nice enough day. After a late lunch Allie asked if we minded if they went on a bike ride. “No honey,” I told her “It’s a beautiful day! Enjoy yourselves.”

“Ah-hum” Tom cleared his throat “I believe you told Allie she couldn’t leave the houses with out one of us.” I swear I don’t know who Tom was trying to irritate more Allie or me! I could have fought with him but I didn’t want to waste the energy so I just turned to Ryan and said “Get my bike out! I’m going too.”

We headed out together but four houses later I stopped. Turning to the kids I said “I’m too tired for a long ride. I’m stay here to visit with Sue – don’t forget to stop for me on your way back.

“I thought Tom said you were to stay with us” Ryan said with a slight grin.

“Ryan” I said somewhat annoyed with the boy “you do have to realize that just because Tom says something it’s not the same as if it’s coming out of the burning bush! Besides” I went on “he said Allie couldn’t leave the house without one of us. She didn’t – I left with her didn’t I? And just keep your mouth shut about it to Tom – you hear me??”

I visited with Sue for a while and in due time the children came back for me and we headed home. Tom grilled out for us all and Ryan headed back to campus shortly after we ate. After he left Allie brought over her Wii. Oh my, what fun! I think Tom enjoyed watching us nearly as much as we enjoyed playing. We played fairly late but shortly after eleven we all headed to bed.

I was tired and ready for sleep but as I headed to the bed Tom spoke up – “We have a few things to discuss before bed Cassie.” Well that got my attention, after all Tom talks with his hands!”



I could tell he wasn’t mad so I asked “What did I do?”

Well first off you didn’t listen to me this morning about spying on Ryan and Allie – very rude and unladylike” he told me as he was pulling me across his lap and pulling my night gown up.

I wasn’t exactly fighting him but I did protest that he had already spanked me for that. Tom laughed, “I popped your rear! That was hardly a spanking.” He peppered my behind with moderate hard swats but he gave me plenty!

He finally stopped to rub only to start up again quite a bit harder. I was trying to squirm off his lap protesting “What that for?” I demanded.

“This” he told me with an especially hard swat “is for stopping at Sue’s when you should have stayed with the children on their bike ride.”

“You let me up!” I demanded! “How dare Ryan! He has no reason to go tattling to you!”

Tom laughed harder as he continued to swat. “Ryan didn’t say a word about it. I knew that was what you were going to do and you just confirmed it. When will you learn I can tell what you’re planning with one look? Don’t you know you can never pull something over on me.”

Tom is the most exasperating man! If I didn’t love him better than life he would be down right annoying. His administering had left me stinging and miffed at him for being a know it all. But soon I was cradled in his arms with my warm bottom pressed against him – my favorite sleeping position.

I lay safe and snug in his arms and thought about what he had said – ‘Don’t you know you can never pull something over on me?’. Did that sound like a challenge to anyone else?

Role reversals

I have a very interesting weekend the weekend before Easter. I saw some role reversals at my house that I never expected. Our neighbors, Kate and Andrew were going off on a short get away. Drew was staying with friends but Allie wanted to stay home. She is 17 but her parents were not really comfortable with that idea. We offered any assistance we could and it was decided that Allie would have her days to herself but she would spend the night at our house. Allie and I have become very close since we moved here and I was looking forward to the weekend.

Friday evening Allie came over around 9 and visited and watched TV with us. After breakfast the next morning she went back to enjoy her home all by herself. Late Saturday afternoon she came back to let us know she was going out with some friends but that she would be back at our house by midnight. At 17 that seemed reasonable to me. She told me she had the key we had given her and that I didn’t need to wait up.

Allie is as responsible as they come so I wasn’t worried. Tom and I went on to bed. I woke up about 1:00 AM and went to check that she had gotten in safely. Allie wasn’t home. I panicked! The first thing I did was call her cell; it went immediately to voice mail. I had no idea what to do. I knew several of her friends but just their names – not their phone numbers. I didn’t want to call her parents – what could they have done from 400 miles away? I woke Tom who, although he was concerned, spent his time trying to get me to calm down. I was pacing the floor and had a knot in my stomach that would not go away.

I finally stalked to the bedroom to dress; I was going to look for her myself! Tom was telling me I wasn’t going anywhere when Allie pulled into the driveway. I was headed out the door when Tom stopped me “Let her get inside, Cassie. Maybe she has a good reason for being late.” I was too wound up to realize how ridiculous that sounded coming from Tom.

Poor Allie, she has rarely seen me mad and certainly never at her but she had barely stepped in the door before I attacked.

“Young lady, I would like to know where you have been?! You told us you would be home by midnight! Do you realize it is almost 1:30?

She looked more shocked than remorseful, “I’m sorry we all just got to talking and the time got away from us.”

“Time got away from you! And why weren’t you answering your phone? Tell me that!” Oh my, I was on a tear!

“My battery died. I’m sorry Cassie, really. Please don’t tell Mom and Dad.”

“TELL MOM AND DAD!” I shouted, “Girl, your biggest worry right now better be that I know. I’m about ready to wear you out!” I have no idea where that had come from – I felt a bit like I was channeling Tom for the moment.

As I saw Allie’s eyes widen in shock I tried to rein in my temper. “Just go on to bed, we’ll talk in the morning. But you are not to leave this house with out Tom or me until you parents are home! And I don’t mean maybe!”

“But Ryan’s coming tomorrow,” she reminded me, we were going to the beach. “Mom said we could.”

“You’re not going anywhere!” I flared again. “I’ll call Ryan and tell him not to come.”

“Cassie, please don’t…” Allie began almost in tears.

Tom finally chimed in. I had been wondering why he hadn’t been ranting right beside me. “Allie you just go on to bed.” Tom said calmly, “Ryan can come but they’ll be no beach trip. You can visit with him here.”

Allie nodded quietly and went on to her room. I waited until we were in our room before I rounded on Tom. “Why didn’t you have any more to say?”

“Now Cassie, the girl didn’t rob a bank. She just came in late.” I could not believe what I was hearing! How dare he! If I had come in an hour and a half late and hadn’t answered my phone I would have been well on my way to being rump roast before I could have gotten ‘I’m sorry’ out of my mouth.

“I do not believe what I’m hearing! What if it had be me doing that?”

“Yes Cassie,” Tom admitted. “I would have been very upset and I would have warmed your bottom for sure but you are a grown woman who knows better. Allie is a child who made a mistake. There is a difference.”

I was too angry to say any more. I got in bed on my side and turned my back to Tom. I felt angrier at Tom than I did Allie at the moment. Tom, of course, was having none of it and put his arms around me. “Cassie you’re not that mad at Allie, you were scared. Now you know how I feel when you disappear on me.”

I wasn’t ready to give up my mad in exchange for guilt so I said nothing. But finally I drifted off to sleep. Waking the next morning after a fitful night I could admit to myself that Tom was right. I hated that I had shouted at Allie. I lay there wondering what she must think of me. I knew I needed to apologize to her. I love the girl and I was worried that I had done irreparable damage to our friendship.

The next morning I talked to Tom as he got ready to go run, I told him,“Tom I’m embarrassed to face Allie. I know she must hate me now. I’m going to apologize and tell her she can go to the beach with Ryan.”

“Whoa, hold it right there girl. Allie does not hate you and we are not going back on what we told her about Ryan. She made a mistake and she has to pay the consequences.” Tom stated firmly. I was really finding this all intriguing. I had always wondered how Tom and I would have been as parent, some how I had always pictured him as the one who would have been doing the shouting and me taking up for the child. Rather different from the way we had handled things the night before.

Tom and Willow left for their run and I got on up too. I found Allie already in the kitchen waiting on me. She came and gave me a hug as soon as I walked in and told me again that she was sorry. I fixed us some coffee and we sat on the deck to talk.

“Cassie,” she began, “I really wish I would have called last night when I realized I was going to be late. But it was almost midnight then and I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Honey, I shouldn’t have yelled at you that way last night but I had been so scared something had happened to you. I really don’t know where all that came from.”

Allie assured me she wasn’t mad. And we sat in silence for a few minutes. Then Allie turned to me with absolutely pleading eyes. And said “Please Cassie, let me go to the beach with Ryan today. I’ll do anything else you ask me to do but please, please let us go.”

How on earth do parents stand the pressure? I wanted to let her go so bad. She is such a sweet girl and I love Ryan too. But I took a deep breath and said “No.” Then I burst into tears! I just felt horrible. Allie didn’t look any better and Tom came in to find us both upset.

Allie had tears in her eyes as she told Tom she was afraid Ryan was going to be mad at her for messing up their day. Tom told her “Don’t worry; we men get over being mad at the women we care about pretty quickly. You’ll see.”

And when Ryan arrived about an hour later she found out Tom was right. I tell you more about their day later.

Five things I love

...about my husband.

I love the way Tom looks for me. When we are at a gathering I can slip to the side of a room and just watch Tom. Within ten or fifteen minutes he will be scanning the room for me. I love the look I get when he spots me, his smile, the light in his eyes, I know I am completely loved. Not long ago we had all four couples visiting us. I had stepped into the bedroom while Tom had gone outside. When he came in the other 8 were in the living room along with Willow ands 2 of the 3 cats. Tom scanned the crowded room and his first comment was “Where is everyone?”

I love the way he cares for me. Tom treats me like a queen. He does the cooking in the family. He pampers me often bring me breakfast in bed when he is home. He sometimes gives me luxurious baths that are just this side of heaven. One of my favorite things is when he reads to me. I love his voice, I love to be able to close my eyes and let is voice pore over me.

**I love that Tom is consistent. It doesn’t always work in my favor but I still love it. He spanked me for the first time nearly 40 years ago for cussing; if I were to say the same thing today he would up-end me and paddle me just as hard. But I always know where I stand with Tom. I know how he will react in most situations. This does make it easy to stay out of trouble – at least I suppose it would, I’ve never actually tried.

**I love that he insists that I be a lady. I certainly haven’t always liked this but when Tom first came into my life I was horrible. I bullied people; my language would have made a sailor blush, my conduct was atrocious! I was living life totally on the edge and putting myself in unbelievable danger. No one was brave enough or cared enough to even try to stop me. For some unimaginable reason Tom did care enough and he was very brave. I really like myself better as I am now.

**I love that Tom spanks me. Okay, there have certainly been times when I would have said this but as all of you out here know spanking brings couples closer together. Although I share this with you out here, it is still something private between Tom and me. It’s something that not every couple shares or would even understand. I like having this special bond with him and with only rare exception these days our spanking are definitely on the fun/erotic side.

** These are things about my husband that also annoy the heck out of me sometimes!!

Popping in with a meme

It's been forever since I did a meme. And to show you what old age does to you I have to tell you that I filled this out the several days ago and now I can't, for the life of me, remember from whom I have stolen it. So my thanks to whomever posted it originally.

1. What curse word do you use the most? – None if Tom is around and usually nothing worse that damn or hell if he’s not.

2. Do you own an ipod? – I do.

3. What person on your friends-list do you talk to the most? – I talk to Tom the most

4. What time is your alarm clock set to? – My what? Why would I need an alarm clock? I’m married!

5. Do you still remember the first person you kissed? – Yes but it’s not a fond memory.

6. Do you remember where you were on September 11th, 2001? – I was home with Tom

7. Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture? – Oh, I’d rather be in it

8. What was the last movie you watched? – Bridges of Madison County

9. Do any of your friends have children? – Many

10. Has anyone ever called you lazy? – Not to my face

11. Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep? – Rarely

12. What CD is currently in your CD player? – A CD that my neighbor Allie made for me of her favorite songs.

13. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk? – If I were going to just drink it, chocolate.

14. Has anyone told you a secret this week? – Yes

15. When was the last time you had Starbucks? –Last Wednesday

16. Can you whistle? – I can, Tom does not think its lady like so I tend to whistle around him to annoy him.

17. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? – Their eyes

18. What are you looking forward to? – Summer, I want to talk the boat out and spend more time in and on the water.

19. Did you watch cartoons as a child? - No

20. Do you own any band t-shirts? – Any what?

21. What will you be doing in one hour? – Walking Willow

22. Is anyone in love with you? – I surely hope so.

23. What was the last song you heard? – Breathe (2 AM)

24. Last time you cried? – Not in a while

25. Desktop computer or a laptop? –Oh, laptop for sure.

26. Are you currently wanting any piercing or tattoos? – LOL! Wouldn’t do me any good to want it. It won’t happen!

27. What's the weather like? It’s been cloudy for several days.

28. Would you ever date a girl/guy covered in tattoos? – Nope, I’m married.

29. What did you do before this? – read some blogs.

30. When is the last time you slept on the floor? – The last time I slept on the floor is not something I want to remember, more than 35 years ago.

31. How many hours of sleep do you need to function? – As many as I can get!

32. Do you eat breakfast daily? – I do.

33. Are your days fast-paced? – No, most of the time they are serenely slow.

34. What did you do last night? Ate out with friends

35. Do you use sarcasm? – Sometimes, rarely with Tom. He doesn’t find it nearly as amusing as I do.

36. How old will you be turning on your next birthday? - 69

37. Are you picky about spelling and grammar? – I wouldn’t say picky.

38. Have you ever been to Six Flags? – No, I haven’t had the pleasure.

39. Do you get along better with the same sex or the opposite sex? – Hmmm… I would have to say I usually get along better with men.

40. Do you like mustard? – No

41. Do you sleep on your side? – Sometimes

42. Do you watch the news? – Unfortunately yes.

43. How did you get one of your scars? – Gallbladder surgery

44. Who was the last person to make you mad? – Well who do you think? My bossy, overbearing, over protective husband that I love to death!