Don't drop your laptop!

Last week was Bears special BIG -0 birthday,  we travelled to visit our family. Had so many wonderful celebrations whilst there, we didn't want to come home. Unfortunately this week is back to reality, we are still in recovery mode as really tired.

We were sitting in the lounge with our laptops on our knees as usual last night. I dropped  my stylist, so bent over to pick it up.  I thought I had a tight enough grip on my laptop.  Next thing it crashed to the floor and bounced a few times. Oops! Luckily it survived, Bear was not happy though and Lindy paid the price. He gave me THAT LOOK!

As we were both tired we trotted off to bed early. Bear asked me for a cuddle, so I snuggled into him.

 He said something to me to which I replied you need a spanking. Never tell a HoH they need a spanking, its like holding a red rag up to a bull. I was quickly informed to get undressed and over his knee as I was the one about to be spanked for dropping the laptop.

Boy did I get spanked, I think this was the longest I've ever had. Bear usually gives me around 12 swats and he's done, not this time though. I tried counting but lost track at ………..you would never guess how many.

Oh my goodness, he was enjoying himself. Stopped for a bit of rubbing and to admire his handiwork Then started off again, 

WHACK, WHACK, WHACKITY,WHACK. 

We both had fun and giggled our way through.


This morning I didn't really feel any of the effects until he started swatting me for fun. This soon ignited the fire in my tushy again. 

The morel of the story......

 DON'T DROP YOUR LAPTOP LINDY!

I'M ALIVE

I'm alive and ever so grateful to my two wonderful blogger friends, Baker and Kanga Jo.

Just over a week ago I went to bed one night with the room spinning. No I wasn't drunk, as haven't touched a drop of alcohol since June, to try help my inflammation. 

I thought the reason  might be I was either tired or having a reaction to something I ate, so would wake up feeling fabulous in the morning.

Not so, I felt really dizzy the next day and all week. I slept most of my days  and nights away, just couldn't get enough zzzzz.

By Thursday Bear was extremely worried, so suggested I take my blood pressure.  He  quickly charged the batteries to our machine, sat me down and away the machine buzzed. The cuff was getting tighter and tighter the higher it was going up. Then it came down, eeekkkk, sure enough the reading  was sky high.  

Bear then rang to make an appointment for me to see the doctor the next day, thinking all will be well. I assured Bear it would be alright for him to go  do the grocery shopping as usual,  whilst I took a nap.

My phone was pinging, so I checked my messages to find Baker and Kanga asking how I was going. When I told then my bp they were both shocked, then I informed them Bear was shopping, I was going to take a nap. 

 I swear I could hear them both yelling

 'No you're not, take your bp again.'

 I did and it was still high. all I wanted to do was have a nap, those annoying girls keeping me awake, grr. After toing and froing  for a bit with me being stubborn and them telling me to ring the ER, they finally convinced me to ring nurse on call.

I was thinking this is all over reacting, I'm alright, I hate making trouble just want to go to sleep. 

In the end I rang just to give them peace of mind. The nurse asked me 100 and one questions, then said with everything you've told me you have to either go see your gp or go to the ER within 6 hours. What, oh no that doesn't sound good. She asked me if I wanted her to ring my doctor or an ambulance. 

'No thanks I'll be fine.'

 Before hanging up she asked me what I would have done if my friends hadn't insisted I call her. When I told her waited until tomorrow, she laughed.

 I rang  my clinic straight away expecting them to say no available appointments. They told me to come in, so next step was to ring Bear at shopping. My one thought was he will be angry with me for interrupting. Silly me!

He was extremely concerned all along. Off we trotted to the doctors where she took my bp.  Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. 

 Relax, take some deep breaths and we'll try again. Pump pump pump up goes the thingymebob. Oh dear not looking good! 

She then proceeded to look through my history asking questions. Also checked my last blood test results. Found some worrying information which my other doctor never bothered to relay to me. Finally decided I needed to come off one medication which might be causing this problem and go on blood pressure meds. Took her about 30 minutes to find some which are suitable and not contain gluten. Why on earth do they add gluten to medication?

I left there with strict  instructions to take my bp daily and if it goes up again to ring her straight away. So far it has been high but not overly high. Until lunch time today when I took it.

 WWWEEEELLLL my advice to you all, don't take your bp whilst you man  talks sexy and threatens to twist your nipples. 
LOL!

 Boy did my bp sky rocket way over 200.  After I calmed down and rechecked, it was back to my usual high.  I'm not out of the woods yet, but staying positive things will improve.
 

So I owe both Baker and Kanga a huge thank you for possibly saving my life. Both Bear and I appreciate your nagging me into doing the right thing. Sorry I was so stubborn! LOL!

Thank you my lovely friends. 
Hugs Lindy xx

SPRING IN HIS STEP AND IPS

It's a miracle! After meeting Kanga Jo, Bear seems to have a spring in his step at last.

He has been  suffering with IPS (itchy palm syndrome). Every opportunity he found I was on the receiving end of hard swats. Now I think I've told you before Bear never spanks lightly,  that also applies to his swats. His hand is like a paddle when applied to my derriere.

We had made soup in the slow cooker for Wednesday night, the day we met Kanga. Will diverge a bit first. I was making potato and leek soup, Bear decided it would be nice with a tin of tomatoes in it. Let me tell you DO NOT  alter the recipe, blergh, it was revolting.  Thursday morning said soup was tossed in the rubbish bin, slow cooker washed and I was attempting to put it away. For some reason it lives up the top of our linen cupboard, which is silly as it is so heavy.

To be able to put it away I had to climb the kitchen step ladder,  Bear always has fun when I'm up on this. He handed me the slow cooker which I struggled to lift up to the top shelf. Whilst doing so, he whipped my jeans and knickers down to apply sharp swats to my unprotected tushy. Mind you where this cupboard is situated is a huge glass window, so both the back neighbours who are in a two storey house and our side neighbours could have seen our shenanigans.

THWHACK...OUCH...GIGGLE.....WHACK...OUCH....GIGGLE.....WHACK

By the time I had managed between fits of giggles to place the slow cooker away my tushy was stinging. I think Bear applied at least 12 or more HARD swats.

During the afternoon every time I passed him I copped a swat or two.

After dinner I was rinsing the dishes ready to stack the dish washer, when Bear grabbed me from behind for a cuddle. He then had the brilliant idea we should christen Kanga's brush, as I mentioned she gifted him in my previous post.

No warm up or anything. Up with my nightie and dressing gown, bent me over the kitchen chair  and away he went enjoying every moment.

Wallop... ouch... Kanga said to do it softly.

What's the fun in that?

Wallop   ...ouch too hard

Little tappy tappies please.

Yeah right no such thing in Bears books. Wallop.....whack......ouch.
Bear commented on how nice and red my tush was looking all the time applying one whack after the other.

Kanga I honestly don't know how you think the bamboo brush  is nice. I can testify in my mans hands nothing is nice. LOL!

Yesterday I went out with some friends to a photo exhibition, on our return I invited them in for a coffee. Then spotted the brush on the table where Bear had left it. Luckily it has multiple uses, not like the time the canes were left out. OOPS! We need to be more careful. LOL!

Enjoy your weekend everyone. 
Hugs Lindy xx

finally met a blogger.

Over the past 4 years I must admit, I've been a green eyed monster being so envious, when all you bloggers managed to meet up for holidays or a day together here and there.

Well at long last my dream has come true. Today I met an actual blogger in person. Yay!  I've found my own Aussie blog friend.

Thanks to Baker who introduced us, Kanga Jo and I became good friends on face book. We decided to take the risk and meet up. Kango Jo set off on a long trek from her home town on a mission to find a suitable HoH also to meet Bear and I along the way. As you would have seen on her blog she found some funny signs on her trip, are these omens, do you think?  

Today was THE day, Bear and I drove a short distance to meet our friend. Firstly we arranged to meet for lunch, which went so well. Our meals were delicious and we chatted the whole time. We exchanged gifts, Bear is now the proud owner of a wooden brush.....EEEKKKK! 

Then did a bit of retail therapy, well a girls got to hit the shops, right!

 Afterwards we went whale hunting down the beach.  Unfortunately no whales, but it was so invigorating with the salty sea breeze blowing in our faces. 

As Baker was so kind to introduce us I took a photo of her along, which we included in plenty of our selfies. 

Hope you enjoyed the day as much as us Baker.

It was soon time to say our good byes so Kanga Jo could continue on her hunt for a HoH. Good luck with that, hope you find one somewhere.  Looking forward to meeting up another time. Thanks so much for travelling all this way to meet us, we appreciate it.  The day went way too fast, as it usually does when you're having fun.

Hugs Lindy and Bear xx

New friend in blogland

Hello everyone,

Just letting you know my fellow Aussie Kanga-Jo has launched her first post. So go on over to

https://kangajovictoria2019.blogspot.com/?zx=a127754df3097b61
and say hello to her and give her a bit of encouragement. Its so exciting having another blogger from downunder. Hugs Lindy xx

FINDING A GOOD DOM

Most of us are lucky to be in long term loving relationships with our spanky men. Therefore how would you advise someone where to look for a nice DOM.

I have a new friend,  I'm excited  as she is an Aussie. KANGA-JO  wants a DD relationship which she has had previously, unfortunately had the wrong types, so once bitten, twice shy. So I am asking for her, where is it safe to look for a DOM?

Are there any Aussie DOMs reading my blog posts who can give some advice?  Its not as if she can advertise in the paper...

Nice single lady looking for the right DOM to love and spank me.

Where does she go from here, would be great to be able to help with this situation and see her in a HAPPILY EVER AFTER  relationship.

Wonder if there is a DOM out there like one of the characters in Corbin's Bend. HAVE PADDLE WILL TRAVEL!  He could go around to keep all the ladies happy with a NICE ROSY, RED BOTTOM. 

If we are lucky KANGA-JO might join us in the land. So lets all encourage her  on a new adventure to find her DOM. 

forth blogiversary

Hello all you wonderful people. Its been over three months since I've visited the land for one reason or another. Then I forgot my password, OOPS!  How have you all been?  

Things have changed dramatically here. Bear still leads, I still follow BUT sadly there is no spanky business. We are still happy though and getting on like before.

During the time I've been absent we have had Easter, I am a year older and it was my blogiversary. Can't really believe I've been part of this fabulous community for four years now. I am grateful for all the friendships I've made during that time. Even though I haven't popped in too much over the past year, you've all stuck by me. thank you!

This calls for a celebration with some cake of course and a nice hot cup of tea. 

Or perhaps pink champagne.

Also some nice teasers for you all to enjoy.

Lets hope there's plenty more years of Downunder Dreaming to come, with  our spanky mojo back.

Cheers
Bear and Lindy xx