Friday, November 30, 2012

Thoughts to Ponder

Received this and thought they were thoughts worth sharing.

We never get what we want,
We never want what we get,
We never have what we like,
We never like what we have.
And still we live & love.
That's life...
The best kind of friend,
Is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with,
Never say a word, And then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
It's true that we don't know What we've got until it's gone,
But it's also true that we don't know
What we've been missing until it arrives..
Don't expect love in return;
Just wait for it to grow in their heart,
But if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, An hour to like someone,

And a day to love someone,

But it takes a lifetime to forget someone
Don't go for looks; they can deceive.
Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile,
Because it takes only a smile to
Make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile!
May you have Enough happiness to make you sweet,
Enough trials to make you strong,
Enough sorrow to keep you human,
And enough hope to make you happy.
Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, It probably hurts the other person, too.
The happiest of people
Don't necessarily have the best of everything;
They just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
Happiness lies for
Those who cry,
Those who hurt,
Those who have searched,
And those who have tried,
For only they can appreciate the importance of people
Who have touched their lives.
When you were born, you were crying
And everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so that when you die,
You're the one who is smiling
And everyone around you is crying.

Those of you who read Fantasy Friday know there was no story today.   I started a story and ask all other visitors to add a line or a paragraph in the comment section.
This is a challenge to all you writers who are afraid of a writing a whole story.  The gauntlet is thrown, rise to the occasion.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Thursday, November 29, 2012





Sunday, November 25, 2012

Travelin' On

Our time here is growing short.  We've been here for seven weeks and it seems more like seven days. We would stay through Christmas but some plans just don't work out and we feel it's very important for us to get to Arizona.  

The weather here has been perfect this weekend.  Thanksgiving at our daughter's was great fun, filled with delicious wine, food and laughter.  The boys cousins were there and they were a hoot, but you get five boys together and there's bound to be a lot of noise. 

On Saturday we met some friends in Pescadero.  We had lunch at this place that's sort of an institution in this part of the world.  Their soup specialities are Cream of Asparagus and a Green Chili which they will combine if you choose.  I did and it was delicious.

The scenery driving up the coast is spectacular.  The pictures do not even begin to show how really breathtaking the vistas really are.  On the left if the Pigeon Point Lighthouse which has been around since 1871 and is now a hostel.

Today we're going visit some of the local wineries and then dinner with the kids. 

Tuesday we're off to Arizona.  We will miss the kids, grandkids, and seeing the ocean - back to the brown.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Saturday Silly Semantics

Yesterday I posted a question about how to break up a long story.  The results are in and the majority wanted the story posted on consecutive days.  Thanks for your input and know that Monday's story will be concluded on Tuesday.

A friend sent these to me a while back and I thought they were worth passing on. Hope you enjoy.

1. The fattest knight at King Arthur's round table was Sir Cumference.
 He acquired his size from too much pi.

2. I thought I saw an eye-doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out
to be an optical Aleutian.
3. She was only a whisky-maker, but he loved her still.

4. A rubber-band pistol was confiscated from an algebra class, because it
was a weapon of math disruption.

5. No matter how much you push the envelope, it'll still be stationery.

6. A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was cited for littering.

7. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum

8. Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.

9. A hole has been found in the nudist-camp wall. The police are looking into it.

10. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

11. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

12. Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to
the other: 'You stay here; I'll go on a head.'

13. I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.

14. A sign on the lawn at a drug rehab center said: 'Keep off the Grass.'

15. The midget fortune-teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.

16. The soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.

17. A backward poet writes inverse.

18. In a democracy it's your vote that counts. In feudalism it's your count that votes.

19. When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.

20. If you jumped off the bridge in Paris, you'd be in Seine.

21. A vulture carrying two dead raccoons boards an airplane. The
stewardess looks at him and says, 'I'm sorry, sir, only one carrion
allowed per passenger.'

22. Two fish swim into a concrete wall. One turns to the other and says, 'Dam!'

23. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a fire in the
craft. Unsurprisingly it sank, proving once again that you can't have
your kayak and heat it too.

24. Two hydrogen atoms meet. One says, 'I've lost my electron.' The other
says, 'Are you sure?' The first replies, 'Yes, I'm positive.'

25. Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during a
root-canal? His goal: transcend dental medication.

26.There was the person who sent ten puns to friends, with the hope that
at least one of the puns would make them laugh. No pun in ten days.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend and see you later for more Aimless Ramblings.
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Friday, November 23, 2012


I have a question for you.  It is much the same as one PK posted a couple of weeks ago prior to posting Ana's Cassie meets Kat's story here. When I write a lengthy story how would you like me to post? Would you prefer on consecutive days or wait a few days for the rest.  I am never sure what works best for the readers.  Let me know and I will do whatever gets the greatest response.

Waiting to hear from you.  Until then see you later on Aimless Ramblings

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving

On this day set aside for giving thanks, I thank all of you for your friendship.  I am so very grateful to be spending the day with  friends and family enjoying lots of love and laughter and turkey.
Hope you are too.

It's been three months today that we lost someone very dear to us.  We mourn her loss but rejoice in her life.  We will keep her and all those that have gone before in our thoughts today. 

Let's remember those who are less fortunate and hope for better days ahead for all.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.


Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Liebster Award

I was nominated for The Liebster Award by Cat to answer questions and give random facts about me.  Thanks Cat– you're making me think too early.
Here are the rules: 

  • When one receives the award, one posts 11 random facts about oneself and answers the 11 questions asked by the person who nominated you.
  • Pass the award onto 11 other blogs (while making sure one notifies the blogger that one nominated them!)
  • One writes up 11 NEW questions directed towards YOUR nominees.
  • One is not allowed to nominate the blog who nominated one's own blog!
  • One pastes the award picture into one's blog. (You can google the image, there are plenty of them!

Here are Cat's questions and my answers: 

  1. Questions for you… 
    1. What animal would you be and why? Any animal that lived in my house because they are so darn spoiled.
    2. What food do you absolutely refuse to eat? Liver
    3. Leather or wood? Leather
    4. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?Anywhere near the sea
    5. What is your favorite kind of music? I love that old time Rock N Roll, the kind of music that moves my soul.
    6. Could you turn your phone off for 24 hours without a panic attack? No problem, but I don't have a smart phone.
    7. What is your favorite time of day? Morning as long as I don't have to wake up to an alarm.
    8. How many pets do you have? one
    9. Scariest sound? I can't think of any. Maybe an alarm clock
    10. Why did you decide to start blogging? I wanted to join in the fun.
    11. Why do you think you were nominated for this award? 'Cause I'm so darn cute'.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

An Experiment

Many years ago, I saw my very first bear at Yellowstone National Park.  Unfortunately the mamma and her cub were begging at cars as they came through the entrance.  Not good behaviour and I am sure they were relocated shortly thereafter.

A Russian scientist and a Czechoslovakian scientist had spent their lives studying the grizzly bear. Each year they petitioned their respective governments to allow them to go to Yellowstone National Park to study the bears. Finally their request was granted, and they immediately flew to NY and on West to Yellowstone.

They reported to the ranger station and were told that it was the grizzly mating season and it was too dangerous to go out and study the animals. They pleaded that this was their only chance, and finally the ranger relented.

The Russian and the Czech were given portable phones and told to report in every day. For several days they called in, and then nothing was heard from the two scientists. The rangers mounted a search party and found the camp completely ravaged, with no sign of the missing men. They followed the trail of a male and a female bear. They found the female and decided they must kill the animal to find out if she had eaten the scientists because they feared an international incident. They killed the female animal and opened the stomach to find the remains of the Russian. One ranger turned to the other and said, "You know what this means, don't you?"

The other ranger responded, "Of course...""The Czech is in the male."

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Friday, November 16, 2012


For reasons known only to Blogger, PK's New Beginnings site is not showing on blog rolls.  Since this is Fantasy Friday people all over blogland are going into withdrawal.  So until she can get home to resolve the problem here is the link to today's story.  Be sure to go over and visit and vote your thoughts.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Past and Present

The last few weeks have just flown by.  We have been so busy with the grands I just realized that next week is Thanksgiving.  OMG that means Christmas is just around the corner.  Doesn't seem possible.

The good news is soccer and footbal is over for the season, however basketball is just starting.  I don't know how young parents today do it.  Having multiple kids in multiple sports is a full time job.  I was sitting next to a mom at grands basketball game the other night and her one son was playing.  At halftime she had to get up and go get her daughter who was practicing (not sure what) at a school across town and then would get back just in time to pick up the kids from the basketball game.By the time they would all get home it would be after 8:00 pm.  Homework, dinner at that hour. Our daughter and SIL and even the boys are tired all the time and I now know why.  This is their normal routine as I am sure it is for most young parents today. We, and our children, grew up in a slower time.  We didn't have to schedule activities for them, we just opened the door and told them to go out and play.  See ya later.  We didn't worry about perverts, or stalking or kidnapping.  It was probably always there but without the media coverage of today we lived in oblivion.  Lucky were we.  Anyway enough of that stuff, starting to sound like an old fart.
(back in my day we had to walk 600 miles to the nearest grocery store, uphill all the way, lol)

This last  week our travels took us to Pacific Grove, where the Monarch butterflies come to winter each year.  It is a sight to see.  We've also been to Santa Cruz, Capitola by the Sea and back to Monterey this past week.  Monday and Tuesday of last week were unseasonably warm for this time of year and we took full advantage.  We spent both days enjoying the salt sea air and spending the time leisurely strolling the beach and having lunch at the outdoor venues.  

Boardwalk at Santa Cruz
Pacific Grove

Stockton Bridge in Capitola by the Sea

Never did get to Big Sur as we planned, maybe this week.  Went to the Monterey Aquarium over the weekend with the grands.   It is quite a place  - located right on the Monterey Bay. I've been to aquariums in Denver, Tampa, Long Beach and they're all the same and yet different.This one has the ocean surge coming over you through a plexiglass tube. You hear the roar of the water and then see it cascading down over the tube. Loved it.  The one in Tampa has you walking through a glass tunnel so that the fish are all around you.  That is quite spectacular.  After about an hour and a half the grands were bored so we went and walked around Cannery Row and ended up having dinner at Bubba Gumps - the kids enjoyed and the food was okay.

It's been pretty chilly here since last Wednesday.  Rainy a couple of days and down to the high 30's at nite.  I know, I  know, don't complain  because some of you are facing much colder weather and uglier conditions. The heater went out in the RV on Saturday and had to use the little space heater.  The guy was out Monday and ordered the part but it has not come in yet.  We'll get it back just as the temp goes back to the 70's.  Typical, right.

No romantic interludes or dancing this past week.  Our grandson was here and then we were just too tired and then too cold.  There is always hope for this week.  I'm getting a little testy so I know it's time.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Monday, November 12, 2012



Sandy woke up and looked at the clock.  It was only 4:30 and the household seemed alive.  She could hear pots and pans clanging, water running and the smell of bacon frying assaulted her nose.  Her hands went to reach out for Chris and all she found was emptiness.  She looked around the room and noticed his jeans and boots were gone.  She pulled the covers up and tried going back to sleep but the smell of coffee and bacon were just too inviting.  Hopping out of bed she put on her robe and headed to the bathroom only to find it already occupied.  What is it with these people, she thought.  It’s o’dark thirty and everyone seems to be up and about.  She stumbled back to the bedroom and a few minutes later Chris came in with two steaming mugs of coffee.

“Why is everybody up so early?” she asked.

“It’s not early for them,” he told her.  “This is a working farm and there are chores to be done from sunup to sundown”.

Chris told her that was the reason he chose to become something other than a farmer.  It was a hard life, rewarding but hard.  This farm had been in his family for generations and had been passed down from father to son.  Luckily, the chain didn’t need to be broken by his decision.  His younger brother Seth was more than willing to carry on the family tradition.  Chris remembered the day he told his dad that farming wasn’t for him.  He thought he could see his dad age right before his eyes. He told his Dad that Seth was always more farmer than him and that he would always come back and lend a hand when necessary.

That was why they were here now.  His Dad had an accident and had broken his arm.  This was harvest time and they needed an extra hand.  When his Dad called he didn’t hesitate.  His job allowed him the flexibility to work from wherever he was as long as there was internet availability.  He told Sandy he was leaving the next day and although her job wasn’t as flexible she told him she wanted to do her share too and she would make arrangements to accompany him.

Chris told Sandy to drink up and get ready for the day.  She could give his Mom and sister-in-law, Mindy a hand in the kitchen.  The farmhands and pickers would be needing a hearty meal at noontime and then supper to be cooked later in the day.

Sandy wasn’t sure she heard him right. 

“You mean I have to get up this early every day and work in the kitchen with Mindy”

“Yes, that is what I mean”.  She and Mindy did not get along.  She wasn’t sure why but she was sure that Mindy didn’t like her and made it perfectly clear she didn’t think she was worthy of Chris.

“Aw Chris, isn’t there something else I could do”

“No, now get going” and when he dragged her off the bed he gave her a sharp slap to her bottom and directed her to the bathroom.  She gave him an over the shoulder smoldering glance that made him rearrange his jeans.

Sandy was a city girl, born and bred.  They met in college and had been together ever since. With the exception of Mindy, she loved his family and felt they loved her too.  She and Chris had come to the farm a couple of times for a weekend but mostly his Mom and Dad would come visit them when time allowed.  They would go on a vacation cruise every year and would usually work in a weekend with them then. This was the first time she and Chris would be at the farm  for an extended period.  Chris’ dad, Matthew, would be unable to work for months and this year  money was tight and extra farmhands were not in the budget.

While Sandy dressed, Chris made the bed and Mindy happened to catch him doing it.  She made a remark about city girls not being able to pull their weight. 

“Excuse me, I don’t think I heard you Mindy.  Would you like to repeat that?”  Chris said

 Mindy reddened and continued walking down the hall. Sandy had overheard the remark and Chris’ response but didn’t let on. She told Chris she was ready and thanked him for making the bed.

“Good Morning, Mom, what can I do to help?” were Sandy’s first words as she entered the kitchen. 

Mindy said that maybe it would help if she got up earlier so she could be down here helping to get breakfast started.  Lydia told Mindy to hush and told Sandy she could set the table and get the water glasses filled and not to pay any attention to Mindy that she must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.  When Sandy finished, the men just started coming in to sit down to breakfast.  Afterward Mindy went out to pick the vegetables for the noon meal while Sandy assisted Lydia in the clean up.

“Can I ask a question Mom?

“Sure honey, what do you want to know?”

“Mindy doesn’t like me and I am not sure why”.  Can you give me any clues?”

Lydia said it probably had something to do with the fact that Mindy always had a crush on Chris. Chris never even gave her the time of day, to him, she was just like a little sister.   When Chris went away to school, she and Seth started dating.  Lydia said that Mindy loved Seth but she didn’t think she had ever really gotten over her school girl crush on Chris.  Lydia told Sandy not to take it personally because it wouldn’t have mattered who Chris had married Mindy would not like her.

Sandy felt better after talking to Lydia.  At least now she knew it wasn’t her imagination.  Mindy didn’t like her.  She determined to stay out of Mindy’s way and not cause any problems. 

Sandy helped wherever she could and the following week took on the laundry.  Unfortunately, she put one of Mindy’s blouses in with the bleach items.  When she realized what she had done she went to Mindy, confessed and offered to replace the blouse.  Mindy was not at all gracious about the accident.  She told Sandy she probably did it on purpose.  Sandy went up to their room in tears.  Sandy stayed there for the rest of the afternoon and when Chris came home Lydia filled him in on what had transpired.  Chris sought out Mindy and read her the riot act.

“How dare you accuse my wife of deliberately ruining one of your blouses? She has done nothing but help out and go out of her way to be nice to you.  You deserve a good hiding  and if I were your husband you would be eating dinner standing up”.

“If that’s how you treat your wife I am glad I am married to Seth” Mindy spat out.

Unfortunately for Mindy, Seth had been in the kitchen listening to this whole conversation.  When he came into the room Mindy blanched.  Seth told her he had heard her and asked Mindy for her side of the story.  When she was finished he told her to apologize to Chris and then to go find Sandy and apologize to her also.  Mindy stomped her foot and refused to budge. 

“Mindy, do what you were told to do right now” Seth told her calmly.

Mindy turned to Chris and apologized and then went storming up the stairs.  Seth heard a door slam and knew that Mindy had gone into their room.  He went right after her.  Chris went up to Sandy and found her asleep.  He started to change his clothes when he heard a noise and went to investigate.  He didn’t mean to eavesdrop but he heard his brother telling Mindy that he had warned her to behave around Sandy and what the consequences would be if she didn’t.  He walked away just as Mindy must have felt the first bite of his belt because he heard her cry out.

The next morning when Sandy was alone in the kitchen getting breakfast started, Mindy came in carrying the basket of eggs.  Laying them on the counter she told Sandy she was sorry for acting out yesterday.  Sandy said it was okay and that she was sorry she had ruined her blouse and that maybe they could go into town later and find a replacement.  Mindy said she would like that.

That night when Sandy crawled into bed next to her beloved Chris, she told him about Mindy’s apology and their trip into town.  She said maybe she and Mindy had turned a corner and could be friends after all.  Chris told her he thought it had more to do with the strapping Seth had delivered yesterday.

“What do you mean? She asked. 

Chris told her what he had heard and when he asked Seth about it today Seth admitted that he spanked her sometimes when she got out of hand.  Sandy didn’t know what to say.  Chris gave her a few spanks now and then but nothing like what he had just described.  She couldn’t imagine getting a spanking with a belt.  She shuddered and Chris asked what that was about. 

“I was just thinking about getting spanked with a belt, it must really hurt” she replied.

He told her that yes it stung like the dickens.  He said his father had whipped both he and Seth with a belt when they were naughty and his mom would switch them now and again too but they survived and he respected them both for being strong enough to discipline them.

“Would you ever spank me?” she asked.

“If you were naughty ”

“I know that when you slap my butt I get all tingly but I don’t know about a real spanking” she answered, “especially one with a belt”.

“I’ll be very happy to spank that cute little butt anytime you say the word” he told her.

“How about now”, she responded.

“Are you sure” he asked.

“Do you want a written invitation” she quipped.

"Well that sass will definitely get you spanked.  Roll over"

She rolled over on her belly and pushed up her nightshirt.  The sight of those delicious cheeks just waiting for his palm to make them blush had him all excited.  The first spanks were almost a caress with Sandy moaning her pleasure.  He increased the strength and tempo of the spanks and Sandy began vocalizing a little louder.  He told her to be quiet that the walls were very thin and handed her a pillow to muffle her squeals.  He stopped, rubbed her backside, and then took his belt from the back of the chair and very softly began caressing her now reddened behind with the leather.  Sandy began wriggling her butt to meet the belt. He gave her five quick hard licks,  stopped and caressed her.  When she was smoothed out he gave her another five quick hard licks and by then Sandy couldn’t take anymore.  She rolled over onto her back and begged him to  take her.  He was happy to oblige.

 “Ooh, being naughty has its rewards.  I might have to try it more often" Sandy cooed.

Sunday, November 11, 2012


Thank you to all those who have made and are making the sacrifice to keep us free.  You and your families are always in my heart and prayers

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Friday, November 9, 2012

NOVEMBER 9, 2012

Today is a very big day here in our little corner of the world.  It is the 7th Annual Love our Lurkers Day. We are a friendly bunch and invite you to participate.
You know who you are.  You come and visit our sites, sometimes leave a comment but most times you come in, sneak a peak and sneak back out without telling us who you are or anything about you. You are a LURKER.  We know you do it because we see our activity levels and the numbers are much higher than the comments we receive. Besides, once upon a time most of us were lurkers too.   We would find an interesting site and would revisit often without ever letting anyone know we were there.

But then one time, there was something that just really got our attention and we just had to comment.  It was really hard the first time but we overcame our fear and became a commenter.  We were afraid our identity would be compromised so we remained anonymous.  The more we visited though the more we wanted to share our thoughts and ideas with others.  Instead of just commenting as anonymous we came up with a name. We then progessed to wanting feedback and a voice so in addition to leaving comments we began blogging.

You may never feel the need to blog, but we would love to know about you, where you are from, what you think of our posts and your comments on whatever it is we've posted (past or future).  It makes us feel terrific if we have reached you on some level. Perhaps one little tidbit in our post might affect you in a positive way that could change your outlook or position on something for better or worse. Your comment could change our position or thought on an issue, or give us a lift or a giggle.  We enjoy comments.

Have no fear.  You can remain anonymous,  create a nom de plume, (reverting to my old French lessons) use initials, use your IRL name, anything that trips your trigger. Just join in and particpate in our Love our Lurkers Day. Let me know you were here and what you enjoy most or least about this blog. 

We've dedicated this day to you and invite you to drop in and join the fun.  Who knows, next year you may be writing your own Love Our Lurkers Day post.  Thank you for coming by today and every other time you may have stopped by. We are a friendly bunch and are happy to have you.

Thanks to Bonnie for going above and beyond again.  Visit here to get a listing of all participating bloggers.

Have fun reading, commenting a hope to see you again on Aimless Ramblings.

Thursday, November 8, 2012



Authors Tagging Authors - The Next Big Thing

Ana tagged me in this blog hop, so you can thank her for this post.

Here are the rules:
  • Give credit to the person/blog that tagged you
  • Post the rules for this hop
  • Answer these ten questions about your current WIP (Work In Progress) on your blog
  • Tag five other writers/bloggers and add their links so we can hop over and meet them.
1. What is the working title of your book?
    I only write stories not books and can't imagine why Ana suggested me.  I am honored though to be included though with these published authors.  Next Monday's story is Lending A Hand.
2. What genre does the book fall under?
    All of my stories are romantic spanking stories with some erotica
3. Which actors would you choose to play your characters for the movie rendition?
   I always want the guy to be tall, handsome and rugged.  The rest is up to your imagination.
4. What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
    N/A - less than 2,000 - no synopsis necessary.
5. Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
6. How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
7. What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
8. Who or what inspired you to write this book?
    PK inspired me to give writing a try.  Been doing it since last Thanksgiving when she posted my first story on FF.
9. What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
   I've been told my characters always seem real and one of them is always spanked.
Question #10
Tag, you’re it!

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

IRL, TTWD, TMI, LOL (and not laugh out loud)

and any other initials that may apply

NOVEMBER 9, 2012
Glad the election is finally over.  No more political ads.  Luckily we have not been subjected to the ads for the last couple of weeks because we have no television reception here. I did miss watching  and listening to the "talking heads" during the election results.  Our computers have served us well.

It's been a while since I posted anything about RL.  We have been having a great time with the "grands".  Been to lots of football games, watched my #1 grand score a touchdown; soccer games where my #2 grand is a phenomenal player and scores the most goals almost every game.  Not only that but he is so gifted that he actually will take the ball to the goal and then let another child get the opportunity to kick it in and receive the glory.  Not bad for 8 years old.  I am so enjoying this time with them.

This past weekend we had our oldest grandson with us here in the RV.  We got the ultimate compliment Saturday night before bed.  He told us he enjoyed spending time with us - we were really cool.  We're taking turns having the boys for the weekend.  This gives them and their parents a treat.  Sibling rivalry is alive and well in their household. My daughter was so frustrated with them the other day I think she thought about selling them on the black market. LOL.  The little one is such an instigator.  He has his dad's personality.  He just keeps tweaking the older one for attention and he got attention alright, not sure it was in the way he wanted.  I asked him if he learned anything from the incident and his response was yeah to leave my brother alone.  I asked if he thought he would do that.  His response was "I doubt it".  Our daughter has her work cut out for her.

While they're in school we have been sightseeing.  It has  been thirty three years since we've been up this way and it has changed so much.  Not many of our old haunts left.  The scenery is still exquisite but because we've seen so many beautiful places in the interim it doesn't seem as spectacular.  Of course, the ocean still calls us and that will never change.  The other day we were in Carmel and it was just the perfect day.  Sunshine and warmth and then the marine layer kicked in, the temp dropped about 10 degrees so walking around, with hot lattes, and watching the ocean roar against the rock made a perfect day. For us, anyway.  Those of us in the know, dressed accordingly.  The real tourists were freezing their you know what off because they were dressed in shorts, sandals and tank tops.  They sell a lot of sweatshirts and jackets in Carmel.

For my birthday, our kids took us to a really special place in Capitola. Once upon a time it was someone's home but the restaurant has been there since 1947.  This cute little cable car transports you to the dining room.. Great food and wine.  We had such a good time - I think the wait staff had as much fun as we did.

My birthday spanking didn't happen until a couple of days later and it was anticlimatic.  The other night was much better. I was just suggesting to hubby that we play when he came out of the bedroom holding the 5 gallon paint stirrer.  Great minds.  He did a great job in giving me what I wanted.  I was actually a little tender the next morning, which never happened before. We rock and rolled afterward.   I slept in until 8:30 that next morning and hubby commented that was what great sex did for you.  He was right.  I don't remember waking up once.  Woke up to a grey overcast day with just light sprinkles, the perfect weather to stay inside and cuddle which we did.

Next week we want to take a trip to Big Sur.  The coastline is spectacular.  The redwoods are on our must do list too while we are here.  Always feel so close to God there.

Well enough for now. Remember Friday is LOVE OUR LURKER'S DAY.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.