My Collar in Public

Last night, a friend of mine from New Jersey was in town on vacation with her family seeing the local sights around here and visiting the amusement park. She wanted to meet up so we might see each other.

After a few failed attempts to coordinate, she let me know that her family was back at the hotel and her kiddos were about to go to bed, and she could slip out for a bit to chat.

I pretty much ran out the door and jumped in the car to meet her. Turns out, her kiddos wouldn't go to sleep so we hung out with them and her husband just walking around their hotel, and burning off some of the kid's energy. About 15 minutes into this visit, I feel my collar pull away from and hit my neck.

My collar.

MY COLLAR!

Which I had been wearing the entire time.

Since Sir has had me switch to the smaller more comfortable collar, it does feel more natural to wear. So natural in fact, that I forget I am wearing it. In a way that is good - it should be natural and feel like it belongs at my neck. But I suppose it's bad if I forget to take it off. One of my fears has been forgetting to remove it and showing up at work with it on.

Luckily, they didn't notice. Or if they did, they said nothing. Once I realized, I  surreptitiously pulled my shirt over it to hide it, but I was very very aware of it from that moment on.

I'm not sure if they actually didn't notice, or didn't want to ask. I'm hoping its the former. I have a hard time believing it wasn't noticed though. They are the epitome of a vanilla couple, but with pop culture  being exposed to kink, I feel like they must have some knowledge of these things.

No use dwelling on it any longer though. Hopefully this will teach me to be more careful in the future!

Checking In

Been laying low lately. Super overwhelmed at work (they changed my position a few weeks ago... again. No warning and a mountain of work and stress). Just another month before this job is over. It will be both a blessing and a curse. Less work stress but more financial stress and we're already strapped right now. Somehow it will all work out. It has to.

I actually had my first migraine ever yesterday. Probably something to do with this job. Sir had to explain what had happened to me. I've had headaches before, but never the flashing lights and tunnel vision, etc. I thought I was having a stroke! I think I had another one today because I was seeing weird things with my eyes combined with the headache. I hope this isn't a recurring thing.

Yesterday while in the checkout line at Walmart an older gent chatted me up about my hair. Apparently he has a fetish for long hair on women. He was actually cute - I believe he thought he may have offended me, but I assured him that I wasn't taken aback. I think it's that line of being truthful but trying not to be too forward and stumbling over your words... I suppose I found that part of it cute.

Not much to report D/s wise. Sir and I work our butts off everyday, get home late and then pass out after a quick dinner. We've had some late night talks about our stress levels, exhaustion, and being consistent. But I think that right now, this may just be the ebb and flow of things. You can't do everything at once and just keeping our heads above water is about all we can focus on right now. We've stopped going to munches too. Not because we don't want to or because of any members of the group. It's purely a financial thing.

I have an interview later this week for a full time position starting in a couple of months so maybe there's hope yet.

Sir did make a decision to switch me to the smaller comfy collar. He said it was because of the heat. I do think he feels it more acutely than I do. Don't get me wrong - when its up in the 90's, the big collar sticks to me, and it is uncomfortable. But I wasn't even thinking about not wearing it, and I didn't think it was that bad yet. And now that I've been wearing the big collar all the time (even to bed) for the past few months, wearing the comfy collar almost makes me feel naked!

Sir also decided that I will no longer wear a top to bed (but bottoms are okay). He's not officially enacted that rule yet, but it's coming!

Hope you've all been doing well this Spring!

Sleeping Clothes

Sir has a dress code for me that is pretty much what it sounds like. I wear dresses or skirts. In the winter, I wear leggings underneath them for warmth. I don't wear pants outside the house. It has been a long transition in working to streamline the wardrobe and wrap my head around this rule, but I would say I'm  compliant 99% of the time. The times where I am not dressing to Sir's code are with his permission. There was a period of time (months!) where he took that rule off the list, but I was still compliant probably 80% of the time, just on my own.  It truly is easier to adhere to the dress code when you don't own clothes that don't fit the code! Currently, when I have a job interview, I wear a pantsuit. And to bed, I wear pajama pants and some shirt I usually just throw on. And fuzzy socks <3.

Sir's never indicated that he has a problem with the pajama pants, so I'm thinking he's more or less okay with it. At least for now. While I don't think Sir would prefer me to wear a skirt or more likely, a nightshirt to bed, I do think he would just prefer me to be completely naked, wearing just my collar. Sir himself sleeps naked, or sometimes with just his underwear on. This only becomes an issue when we travel and stay with relatives/friends. I actually had to buy him some pajama bottoms because it's not polite to be in someone's living room on an air mattress in your underwear. Sir knows this of course, so he'd just sleep in his jeans. I don't want him to be uncomfortable! So if he does change my nighttime rule, I'd be well equipped for travelling, at least. He's made some passing comments previously about it - my sleeping naked becoming a rule (well before we moved in together). I do love my sleep clothes, though. Especially in the winter.

Only time, and Sir, will tell what happens!

I Don't Crack That Whip

Apparently, Sir's dad is really under the impression that I run this shit.

The past few times we've visited with him, he 's made some kind of comment to the general tune of me keeping Sir in line.

We went to visit him for his birthday and at the dinner table in front of much family, he asks if I am cracking the whip on Sir, keeping him on task, amongst other things. I forget exactly, but he made 2-3 statements in a row about me making Sir toe the line. I definitely remember the whip comment though, because I had a hard time answering with a straight face!

I tried to give a neutral, vanilla, but truthful answer, saying that he's perfectly capable without me cracking the whip but I started laughing because of the mental image. Then I was about to say that if anything he cracks the whip on me, but it seemed too revealing. I'm not sure what I said in between quiet chuckles, but I think I might have agreed - that I'm keeping Sir on track.

Oh man!

Religion Has Nothing To Do With It

In my position
I work frequently with teenagers.

Twice this week, I had two different girls at two different times ask me what my religion was. I wasn't sure why they were asking, so I neglected to respond. They should also learn that it's impolite to just come out asking personal questions like that (even though I was not offended at all).

Later, when asking them (individually) why they wanted to know my religion, both of them said it's because they noticed that I wear a skirt everyday, and they wanted to know what religion that was.

Because... you know, if you don't wear pants the only reason could be because of your religion.

One of the girls was more polite and respectful than the other, so I explained to her that my religion (Catholic) has nothing to do with the fact that I wear skirts everyday. I told her that I just liked them and it was a personal choice. She also asked me about what the meaning of my wristcollar was. She didn't call it anything, just pointed. I told her it was just a bracelet that I wear.

It is interesting what people pick up on. Because of the working relationship between us and their age, I feel my answers were appropriate given the situation. Though, had they been adults in a different context I may not have answered any differently. For my own family that I am not out to, I would probably answer similarly.

Speaking of which, I'm off this weekend for a mini reunion. A bunch of us are going to my Aunt's house to meet a brand new baby and celebrate his big sister's birthday! Sir is out of town this weekend, so though I'm sad that he won't be there (and I am already missing him), it will be nice to see everyone.

Have a great weekend!