Summer time

"and the living is easy.............. "

We're packing up today and heading off to the trailer for the summer.  Well kind of for the summer......... we'll spend 5 days there and 2 days in the city getting laundry done and picking up groceries etc.

I am praying for nice weather -- as I keep telling Sir Steve -- I am a 'fair weather' camper....... even with a trailer which is nothing like 
''camping'' !  I am also bringing the old 'limp along' computer with me so I can write here in the early mornings (I think I would have withdrawals - honest! - if I couldn't write in the early mornings!)

We have internet and will have Netflix for when the weather is bad (thank god -- I sound like my mother -- but TV is the BEST babysitter!)

Sir Steve will leave for work from the trailer and come back in the evenings..... memories of when I was little and spent the summers at my grandparent's cottage with all my cousins.  The 'men' would take the train into the city on Monday and come back on Friday.  At least Sir Steve will come home every evening....... and -- cheeky grin -- barbecue dinner.

I have my Kobo loaded with books and am bringing my running shoes.  I haven't joined a gym since I arrived but am hoping if I can get a couple of good walks in in the morning and early evening I will slowly get myself back on track.  I have noticed a change in my body shape (not my weight thank god!) - bringing out the voices in my head telling me I am fat -- and that I CAN'T get fat or Sir Steve will lose interest (yeah I know stupid thoughts -- but my voices aren't always very logical) and of course with the voices comes the loss of appetite.  gotta nip this one in the bud pretty damn quickly!

 There is only one small dark cloud on the horizon.  The mother and grandmother are making noise about having the lil one over the summer.  The child custody papers clearly state they only get her from Friday evening to Sunday afternoon........... so there may be a little temper tantrum from 2 trailers down as they learn to 'read' ........... but in my heart of hearts I believe the lil one is better off with her father.  I have witnessed the child rearing tactics from 2 trailers down and am not impressed! 

And so the summer begins.......... hopefully with more sunny skies than rainy ones.. and lots of fun and laughter............

Minor Meltdown

Yesterday was a busy day -- just one of many over the last month or so.  

I needed to do some shopping -- and decided to take the lil one with me... I called it ' a girl's day out'.  We went shopping and we went out for lunch and we did more shopping.  By the time we got home I WAS exhausted.  It has been a long time since I had a 4 year old in tow.......I forgot the joys of dumping them into a car seat and the buckling and unbuckling that it involves.......I forgot the "I needs" and the pouty faces that come with the "I needs".........  I forgot just how exhausting it was to have a lil one talking all -- A L L -- the time.

By the time we got home I just wanted Sir Steve to come home and take over.  But he was on a big job and didn't get home till supper time.  I had declared it a "left-overs' dinner....... 

BUT after when dinner was done and the dishes washed -- the lil one had requested some silly talking animal movie -- Sir Steve was dozing in his chair -- I was struggling with a headache (which the animal voices weren't helping!)  and the lil one disappeared into her room to play with her toys.

There I sat virtually by myself with the talking animals -- a snoring Sir Steve -- and a high pitched girly voice talking to her dolls -- and thought I am gonna lose it -- totally lose it!!

After about 30 minutes I stood up - got my purse and car keys -- and Sir Steve opened his eyes long enough to ask where I was going and was anything wrong?

Hell yeah there was something wrong!!  I was heading for a major temper tantrum.  I don't much like myself when I get angry -- and have learned it is best for everyone if I just 'disappear' for a while.  

So I went to my apartment -- my quiet lil Zen apartment.  I turned on the lights and curled up on the sofa and soaked in the peace and quiet and harmony.  I took deep breaths ... I closed my eyes and asked myself what I wanted -- and how to get it.  

And then I turned on Facebook.  We spent 5 months communicating through Facebook.... why not now?  And he was on... and eventually got me 'talking' and I told him everything ........... and then a couple of hours later I asked him if I could come 'home'.

I won't say the problem is fixed........ 

I will say we're gonna work on it !

And in a new relationship -- 'gonna work on it' is a very good thing!

My new lil home

Just a small warning -- this post is picture intensive ............ 

It felt like it took forever to finish up the apartment -- but it really only took a month.  The painting was done in 2 weeks -- the boxes unpacked and the furniture in place in two weeks.  (And the only thing left to do is to hook up the washer and dryer).  It got done so fast thanks to Sir Steve who worked on his holidays and spare time to get the painting and fixing done!!

So without further ado ............ here's my new lil home.

TA DA!

This is the entry way - before .............. 

The entry way after............... 

 The living room before ............ 

The living room after............. 

The spare bedroom before ............. 

The spare bedroom after............. 

The Master bedroom before........... 

The Master bedroom after......... 

The kitchen before........... 

The kitchen after............ 

(actually my kitchen set - table and chairs - arrived yesterday and Sir Steve assembled it -- but it was late in the afternoon and I didn't take a picture of it -- it is under the window)

And that dear friends is my quirky cozy lil home .............

Play Time

We had some play time the other night -- it's never planned -- well let me clarify that -- I am never informed of play time -- it just happens.

It would appear that knife play is fast becoming Sir Steve's favourite form of 'play time'  --  and trust me I am not complaining!!

This time he had me lie on my back so my more sensitive bits were easily accessible to him and the knife.  Foreplay is biting and scratching and licking and sucking -- till my mind and body are swamped with sensations....... then the curved dragon blades came out -- two identical knives one smaller then the other and a wee bit sharper... "all the better to torture my piercings".

Then the large dragon tongued knife came out.... something similar to this..............

the double blades slide so easily between my pink bits... separating them -- teasing them -- marking them....... the points digging into me....... making me catch my breath and hold it.... 

It felt like we played for hours -- when in reality it was probably only an hour.  

And it happened -- believe it or not -- never happened before -- but I called "uncle"....... and Sir Steve slowed down -- rubbed a bit -- teased a bit -- till my body was arching towards him again -- silently begging for 'more please Sir' ...

It ended and I was deep in my head -- dancing with my fairies -- hardly aware of the bed or the hour -- but always focused on Sir Steve. 

He stroked my face and whispered softly it was time to sleep -- and I drifted off -- still dancing with my fairies........ and contented.

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However just a side note -- we discovered my falling asleep while still so far in my head is not the best idea.  In the morning I awoke feeling lonely and a little lost.  As is my habit I got up the minute my eyes were open -- not gaining any focus -- or grounding -- and was a bit of a mess when Sir Steve got up.  

Lesson learned -- some quiet snuggling time is needed at the end of an intense play time before my mind drifts off to sleep............ 
 

Whirling Dervish

It really was a 'whirling dervish' sort of weekend.  

Friday I managed to get all the mini cheesecakes made -- got all the laundry done..  got showered -- got packed -- organised the food and was ready to head to the trailer by just after 3pm.

We settled into the trailer for one night -- then Saturday headed off to youngest daughter's house for a swim and barbeque....... Sir Steve's lil one was a bit shy and quiet for all of 5 minutes then my grandsons got her to come play with them..... and that was 'all she wrote' .  The kids did get to go for a swim despite the coolness of the day (the sun coming out just before dinner helped!) 

We had a yummy dinner of Tandori chicken -- 

then  we headed back to  the campgrounds after dark -- so it was straight to bed for the lil one -- and Sir Steve and I weren't long behind her -- though we had plans other than sleep (cheeky grin)

Sunday morning I was up early as I was heading back to Cornwall to meet up with eldest daughter and her boyfriend to show them around the apartment -- then head back to the campgrounds for lunch and the Canada 150 celebrations there.

 
After the family headed back to Ottawa -- we 3 spent some time just chilling on the deck enjoying the sunshine ( seems to be a rare thing this spring/summer -- sunshine that is!)

This week lil one and I will be hanging around my lil home waiting for the final deliveries -- curtains and table and chairs for the kitchen -- then fingers crossed - the weather will take a turn for the better and summer will actually arrive and we can spend long days and longer nights at the trailer............ AND that would be a very good thing!  (I can use some major quiet time after this move).