Livin the Vida Vanilla

Life suddenly got hectic around here! My mother is planning a baby shower/blessing/puja for the middle of next month. The thing is she left the state a month ago, so I'm left running all over town getting the community center booked, the invitations made, the invite list together, etc, etc, etc. But, it's a good month for this in terms of my energy.

And talking about energy, I am horny...again. And Krishna is getting all pinchy, and a bit slappy. Somehow we've got to make the two come together. We have a "babymoon" planned and hopefully, there will be some, I mean, lots of spanking involved.

I never realized how easy it was to slip back into vanilla life. I guess I know now. We started spanking and kept going for a few years, each month getting progressively more intense. And now, we are straight up vanilla. I even started eating vanilla ice cream and before I got knocked up, I hardly ever ate ice cream.

I'm shy and I tell him, but I can't quite get past that point. He is wanting and it's pretty obvious, but he seems reluctant to get past that point. I think we are both a little wary of doing any little thing that could harm the little one. We've reverted to default relationship which I guess we're comfortable with as we'd done it for over ten years. Oh well, at least we've got that.

I'm thinking that getting away from the city, from our home will do us some good. We are heading up to the North Shore of Lake Superior for a few days and hopefully the gales of November will be blowing, causing us to stay indoors near the roaring fireplace with nothing to do but get our spank on. If not, we are going to do some hiking, some Jeep driving on the back, rustic roads.

I love where we live. Have I said that lately? I love it! Absolutely love it! Right now, November feels like September and we're just finishing a Fall season that started bleak and dismal, but is now full of sunlight and golden leaves. Soon, the snow will come and I'm looking forward to it.

We watched Julie and Julia last night and that made me happy that I read the book. Of course, there was a lot that was left out of the movie that was in Julia's autobiography. We're having a dinner party tonight, sort of. This couple we know are stopping over for dinner and I'm going to show her all my Indian outfits because she wants to dress all traditional for the baby shower.

See...vanilla life.

Although, I do have to bring LT back to our bedroom so I'll have to make sure all the ropes and spanking implements are put away. Add that to my growing list of things to do this day.

The menu:
faux fried chicken (soaked in buttermilk and garlic, then baked in the oven)
cajun-roasted sweet potatoes
honey-mustard glazed turnip and carrots
a squash braid (that I'm baking myself)
a pear and apple with some cheese (for dessert)

Oh my goodness, I am so wanting some wine with this meal. I've been good though, no wine, no cigarettes.

Did I tell you what the awful doctor said to me, the one that I left shortly there after? She said "I've seen women smoke crack and drink alcohol throughout their pregnancies and still have perfect babies." This is after I told I was cranky because I had quit smoking. I swear, what a nutjob! Doesn't sound very encouraging does it? Or rather, it almost sounds like she's encouraging me to keep smoking. Or worse yet, she had no faith in my ability to quit on the spot, cold turkey. But I did! Hah! I did it.

OK! This is has been totally random, hasn't it? I suppose that's what la vida vanilla is all about. Just random meandering throughout the days lacking kinky purpose or kinky respite.

Soon. I keep telling myself - soon. Soon we'll get our drink on, we'll get our spank on, we'll return to some sort of regularly scheduled programming.

Yes? Yes.