A moment of peace

I was about to reply to Vix’ comment on my last post, but decided to just blog quickly instead, as I’m sitting here in my dressing gown drinking a chai latte anyway.

Though still really unwell, N is showing intermittent signs of small improvements. He managed to vigorously fuck my brains out for ages yesterday (‘God that really hurt my stomach but it was worth it’), which was very pleasing. And this morning he has asked for a bike ride, though he admits he’s really not up to much, and as I suspect he’ll be back really quickly I have not even given him a limit like usual. I’m packing him off to the Dr when they reopen, I am guessing that his anti-inflammatories have stripped his stomach or similar. It's stomach pain rather than stomach ache.

This morning there is a soothing, pleasant lull in the house, the first spot of tranquillity for a few days. I have entirely lost track of people’s planned comings and goings, but I woke up to one less person this morning, though if I understand correctly they are back later, and someone else arrives this evening (?) I’m going to run out of bedding soon.

N & I managed to sneak off ‘for a little lie down’ yesterday for a while, which as well as the aforementioned festive fucking, resulted in me having a very lovely doze afterwards too. When I tottered out of the bedroom later I found everyone competitively playing with Hexbugs, which I sleepily joined in and promptly worked out how to train. Some things just come naturally to a chick like me ;)

Seasons greetings!

It’s Christmas! Wheeeeeeeee! I’ve had a lovely day.  First I awoke to be presented with heaps of gorgeous, wonderful, perfectly chosen gifts which is a frankly marvellous start to any day. I got;

Ruby slippers

Yes, I really am that camp.

A really excellent thumb ring that I am thoroughly thrilled with. It's exactly what I wanted and very hard to find (astonishingly I know, this item is not camp - it's steel, with a rope design in and really great).

Driving lesson vouchers (hurrah! Various loved ones have now chipped in the vast majority of the cost of the driving course I want to do for various gifts. This is bloody wonderful. I suspect they are partly encouraging me because of the thrilling prospect of not having to ferry me about in future).

Lush goodies including my favourite Karma products.

Sanctuary goodies (also great favourites).

Various other lovely fancy smelly things.

Purple leather gloves. Very nice.

Gorgeous Christmas rose candles in jars that smell like absolute heaven. I love nice candles. 

Books, several, various, all most excellent.

A madly twinkly Swarovski crystal butterfly hair thing that I fell in love with on sight ages ago. It looks better in real life than the photo (though no less blingy)

Keep Calm and Carry On merchandise, various, lots. Mostly the original red kind, but also a desk set emblazoned with the following alternative

Sweets and treats (see  ^)

A really lovely lap tray with butterflies on that I wanted - when I type at home from now on it will be on that :) I am charmed by it.

The soup bowl set that I was charmed by and asked N to get me in Blakeney.

A pleasingly vast quantity of sugar free caramel coffee syrup. Yum.

 

A polished wood and embroidery vintage box which is very lovely.

A beautiful snowflakey pin (jewellery and a torture implement in one, v handy).

The Urban Decay black palette, swoon

A make up bag with other lovely things inside it,

….And a real Charlie Mouse that sings the mouse organ song from Bagpuss!





It sings this song 



After that I basically played with my toys, tarted around in my shoes, chatted to best friends, gave lots of cuddles to my loved ones, cooked and scoffed a massive decadent lunch, drank lots of nice bubbly stuff, had a very pleasant nap, and am planning on watching Downton Abbey shortly. Perfection.

I got Nigel;

Some motorcycle gloves he wanted. He seems very pleased with them. Apparently the knuckles are extra brilliant or something and there is a special feature. Oh yes.

Books, various

CD’s etc

Sweets and treats, various

Boy bathroom things that he particularly likes

Stationary things he likes

A wallet that says ‘Tight Arse’ on it (I am naturally delighted with myself as the result of this hilarity. Bwahahaha).

He’s really not very well and in obvious pain, but has been a darling none the less. I wish he didn't hurt though... aside from the whole love factor, I feel cheated when anything but me causes him pain ;) He has bravely managed to force some christmas cake down however - he's so brave ;)

I hope you all had a christmas day as wonderful as I have, and the next few days, and the whole of 2012 is lovely for you too x

Blood, Gingerbread and Steroids.

Sadistic Domestic Goddess Tip #48:

One of the most blissful culinary combinations in the world is homemade toffee gingerbread fresh out the oven followed by mouthfuls of blood. The combined flavour is utterly sublime, and very festive. God I love Christmas. 

Needless to say I have been baking, and sampling and am now a little high and very happy :)

Why yes, I do look utterly like the delightful Ms Day as I spread my special domestic Goddess festive cheer!

Ok, now the boring part. I’m on steroids again which should make Yule etc interesting.  I went to the Doctor as I was going downhill so rapidly that it was obvious I was going to be crippled within a fortnight at best, and I thought I’d try being proactive and prevent it getting that far, which last time worked. The Doctor was great, she just took one look at me and wrote me up a hefty prescription which was pleasingly easy. I think I may now be getting the hang of this RA lark.

But enough of this boring stuff, let us return to matters festive, in particular glittery peacock feather slavetails. Thankyou to all of you who memoed, commented or 'loved’ the tasteful and understated photograph of N so chicly adorned for the festive season. I was feeling really ill when I snapped it on a whim, and the overwhelming and hilarious responses made a rough day more cheery. I’m sure N feels the same. He’s currently lying in the bedroom bleeding and recovering following some very loud screaming and asking if I was putting acid on his skin (it wasn’t acid but wasn't that a pretty question)? However, as I haven’t shoved any holly up his arse today or put a disco ball on his balls (the title for that pic would be simple at least, yes?) I personally think that must surely constitute a win for him. And as I said the blood was simply delicious with my gingerbread so that’s what really counts. He lives to serve ;)

Sparkly!

Fa la la la la, la la la laaaaaaaaaaah

On the up

Things are looking up again :)

N has decent painkillers which are allowing him to sleep and it’s making a very pleasing difference. My boy is back, hurrah! 

I have been running around making the house twinkly and christmasy which delights my camp sparkly self.

All gift shopping is complete. Repeat, all gift shopping is complete. I have a few things to ‘do’ gift wise, but we are within acceptable time still. I have however wrapped bugger all really.

My health has gone down quite sharply the last week or so, but it’s still objectively good considering the time of year, which I'm trying to focus on. I’m pleasingly non busy at present so I'm trying to buoy myself up that way. Steroids soon are inevitable I suspect, and they should help. 

S is coming to stay over Christmas and he too is perkier again. It's funny how both N & S are following the same patterns really. Though their syncing like this is sort of sweet in it's own way, I must add that it is most inconvenient for me ;)

Our anniversary was rather lovely (and thankyou everyone who sent well wishes, that was really awesome of you all). N very sweetly has not so much as asked to take off the bracelet I gave him since I put it on him. It was intended as a sort of collar substitute for when he can't wear his collar, and he is obviously very pleased with that as he wants to wear a collar more often than he gets to. And the bracelet doesn’t even tangle in my hair at night which is a near miracle.

Now N’s a bit more back to usual I’m hurting him again, which is really good. Repressing sadism is beyond fucking frustrating for me. This will sound ridiculous but it actually hurts. And yes, I know how ironic that is. Not hurting him is a great act of love sometimes. It's really nice to be back :)