Look out… here it comes…
… party drop. Yes, it has arrived.
It’s quite inevitable, after these weekends. So much stimulation, so much attention, so much love, such a suspension of real life. Then you come back.
I’m taking it in stride so far, knowing it is what it is and it will pass. I knew the post-part giddiness wouldn’t last forever. FetLife and Twitter have been a whirlwind of pictures, posts, comments and thank-yous, and when I look at them now, my heart hurts a little. I miss you guys! I want to be with you again! I want hugs and snuggles and spanks and laughs and all that party goodness. I want to be all over the U.S. at once and see everyone.
I don’t know when I will be playing with Steve next. No, it’s not because of what you might be thinking. He’s simply dealing with a deluge of real-life issues all at once, and his energy and head-space for play have temporarily been squelched. It happens. Reality blows. I will hold good thoughts that things get better for him. I miss him.
But I do get to be with my sweetie tonight and this weekend. I think we may be belatedly celebrating our anniversary, which was last Friday. No big plans, just a nice dinner somewhere. And lots of post-party dishing. Yes, men dish too. 🙂
Meanwhile, on a cheerier note, I got a few pictures from the Amateur Spankings film I shot with BratKaye. Apparently, it’s going to be called “Up to No Good.” How apropos!
Well, maybe not. I mean, come on. Do we look like troublemakers here?
OK. I guess we do.
No Chross list this week??! Dammit! I was a shoo-in with these party reports! (sulk) How dare he have a life when I’m so in need of attention. 😉
Yes, that was written with tongue firmly planted in cheek. Have a great weekend, y’all.