Holiday Time in the Great White North

It is Thanksgiving time here in the great White North........ a long weekend... 3 whole days... i should be excited right?? anxiously awaiting my time with Sir??? BUT as luck or fate would have it......... we are booked for Friday Saturday and Sunday with vanilla friends family and turkeys.....

i was trying to find some humour in the whole thing last evening with Sir.. and i said,... "how can i turn a blog about thanksgiving into something BDSM???" Then i let my imagination run a bit and started listing off everything that popped into my mind - like......
tying up the turkey....... sticking a thermometer up it's ass....... carving the turkey....... and Sir mentioned the above picture He had sent me and suggested that for Friday evening's meal i could be the centerpiece...... EXCEPT for the fact that Friday evening's meal is with some vanilla friends......... so i will cook a nice roast of beef, yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes and veggies....... (no one - in my opinion - needs or wants 3 consecutive days of turkey dinner.. ugh!!!) and Sir will bring a nice floral centerpiece that will sit in the middle of the table... maybe Sir and i will look at the centerpiece and see me trussed up well oiled with a cob of corn in my mouth - instead of the flowers........

BUT traditionally Thanksgiving weekend is about giving thanks for all the good things we have........ and so it is right and just that we spend this special weekend with family and friends -
* i AM so grateful that broken bridges have been mended between eldest daughter and myself...... and that Sir and i will be sharing a thanksgiving meal with her and her friends and extended family on Saturday
* i AM so grateful that a broken relationship between youngest daughter and the father of their child has been mended and we will all be sitting down together to share this meal with them and their extended family on Sunday
* i AM so grateful that i have a healthy spunky lil grandson -
* i AM so grateful i have a kind and loving Sir who allows me to serve Him and kneel at His feet....... even when i get bitchy and cranky and way toooooo vanilla.......

and who knows....... sometime this weekend.. squeezed between all those turkey meals and all those social times with family and friends maybe.. just maybe ...Sir and i will be able to find some quiet time just for U/us .. for the healing of our relationship.... and a new beginning................

maybe i can be Sir's own turkey (literally and figuratively - cause i can be SUCH a turkey sometimes!!!) and i will be trussed up in ropes.. and be stuffed and heated up and carved and be left as sated as those that stuff themselves on turkey and dressing and potatoes .........

Happy Thanksgiving to all our friends in the Great White North..........