Gotcha with that title didn’t I… I hope you’re not disappointed, this post probably won’t be as exciting as you anticipated. I actually just have a few random comments –
1. Some poor person googled “apple cider vinegar” and got my spanking blog. I hope wasn’t my neighbor because we’ve been talking about it a lot.
2. I got a new….ummm… “toy” recently because the old one was dying. I’m going to call it a “toy” because I get embarrassed easily and I normally would not mention this kind of thing. I think I might have a problem because it is so awesome I would like to stick it in my pocket all day, just bc it’s fun. But I can’t, I have to be around people most of the time and it’s kind of loud. And do I really need the extra help? I’m practically a walking sex hormone half the time as it is.
3. I really annoy myself with the “…” usage all the time, but seriously, I like to pause here and there, and I like write the way that I’m thinking it would sound if I were just talking out loud, so I don’t know how else to do that…. I hope I’m not annoying you too.
4. My vacation changed me a little bit. I’m afraid to go into details about some things, in case someone I know runs across this, but also I feel so refreshed. More than that, invigorated. And it’s something that only could have happened with the girls I went with. Can’t you tell how chipper I am? Ally Steps Forward’s thoughts on love, life, and spanking have turned into “yay for sex toys!”. Not that there is anything wrong with that…
5. My birthday is this weekend. I will be 30 something. I can’t believe how much I have changed in the past year. The amount of events and emotional upheaval that I’ve waded through, it’s been a while since life has been that hard. My grandma died, Brad had three surgeries, and I had a blood clot. We dealt with drug withdrawal, back pain, and RLS. Brad and I had some issues this summer, but honestly, he really rose to the occasion and helped bring us back together. I’m proud of how he’s handled all his health problems. He’s been down and depressed at times but never ever gave up looking for a solution. It’s been like wading waist deep in mud, but he’s worked really hard and get to where he is now. I also feel like I’ve come out on other side a better person, a smarter person, and a more happy and much more confident person. It’s not been a wasted year. There are things left yet to tackle, of course, there always will be, but I feel like I’ve climbed stairs instead sliding to the bottom. There were definitely times that I was nervous, afraid, unsure, insecure, but I made it through! So for right now, I am happy with where I am sitting. Some of you have been an unending source of support and care and I am so grateful for you all. (Guess I got back to being a little more serious. Oh well, some things never change).