Spank Against the Machine

My uncle is a historian and he posted this on his social media this week:

I had wondered if this was actually real. If it was, I thought maybe they invented it as a way to discipline children...

Well, it is real! But it actually was invented for fraternity initiation rituals.

How interesting.

https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/demoulin-museum

Uniform Decisions

Sir made some decisions about the uniform. The A-shirt stands. I've been wearing it for about a week and a half now.

It is taking some getting used to, but in general I like it. I do feel a little bit too exposed, but in a way, that can be a good thing...

Back from the Banks

Sir and I have just returned from a fantastic vacation to the Outer Banks.

I haven't been able to relax like this in a long while. We rented this baller-ass house with friends. It slept 14, had a hot tub, a pool, a viewing tower, oceanfront views, and was a 1 minute walk to the beach.

We were delayed 1 day due to Hurricane Dorian, but it turned out well. Took me 4 whole days to get relaxed, but it was just... beyond words.

We did a lot of nothing, sprinkled with some activities. Reading, sunning, hot-tubbin, pina colada sippin. Beach bumming. I did go to the aquarium and an old-time colony village with Sir. Went kayaking with my college girl friends. Checked out Jockey's Ridge State Park - the Sand Dunes were amazing.

I could easily stay there another couple weeks (or forever!) if it weren't for adult responsibilities. I still feel pretty jello-like, even after a day back at work. Hopefully this feeling will stay a while.

Or we'll have to plan another vacation!

A few photo highlights (we took over 1600 photos!)

The sunrise. Just sucks all the awfulness right out of you, and leaves it in the sand.

Went kayaking in the marshes. Saw a snowy egret!

This bathtub was amazing. And had jets!
I bought some bath bombs specifically for it. I want one at home!

Sir and I on the dock at the Roanoke Island Festival Park. 💚

Traumatizing the Neighborhood: It's worse, it's so much worse!

Sir and I have not had much time to ourselves this month. Every day I have had off either Sir was not off or I have had an obligation. We are trying to make sure we make private time for each other

We were finally able to carve a little time out for ourselves. Some unrushed alone time. We reveled in it.

So, we're right in the middle of having sex, and we hear the neighbor's kids outside. We sort of share a backyard, though there is a fence between us. I turn around, and I can clearly see them through our window fan.

If I can see them... well shit. They can see us. Sir has me carefully approach the window (we ARE both stark naked, after all). I am coming to the window from the side, so that I am unseen to quickly throw the blinds down.

Over the fan.

The FAN.

Which blows the entire window covering WIDE open. I am completly freaking out, and exclaim:

"It's worse, it's so much worse!"

 I duck down to cover myself with a sheet that was thrown on the floor. Sir is yelling at me to turn the freaking fan off!

I get it turned off, and at least now we cannot be seen.

But it would probably have been better for us to do *nothing*.

That caused so much more attention to the situation.

And once it was done... yeah, those kids were not outside anymore.

Sorry, neighbors!