I am smiling as I write this post. I have spent a few hours today writing back to all of you -- your emails and the comments you have written on my posts. It has left me eager to return to blogging, and so thankful to have the support of all of you! (If you wrote to me and I haven't replied, please do write again, because I didn't get your message.)
I don't have much time left for blogging this evening, but I know what I'm going to write about in my next post. Every once in a while a bunch of you write to me about the same thing at once, and it's a good indication that the topic might be good for a blog post. Recently, a bunch of you asked me about anger from the dominant's point of view. Jason and I discussed this, and both he and I have a few things to say about that topic. I'm also going to share with you how Jason and I argue. Yes...argue. Things aren't perfect over here, and we have our disagreements from time to time. We don't fight anymore. If I ever threw the plate at him I threw in our kitchen as a newlywed, y'all know exactly where that would land me! Ha! But we do have disagreements, and I'm going to share with you how we handle those.
Our vacation together was fabulous. My sister and I have this deal, where we swap kids every once in a while. Jason and I will watch her kids for a few days, and then she and her husband will watch mine. It's not exactly fair because I have a lot more kids than she does, but she doesn't complain! I try not to ask her too often. :) So, it was our turn. For the first time, we vacationed by actually taking a plan ride to spend a few days with my family and it was wonderful. We had days and days alone together. When we met up with my brother for dinner, he said, "So what have you two been up to while you were traveling?" I had to stifle a laugh. Ha! Two introverts who are madly in love with one another, alone in a swanky hotel room sans kids. What do you think we did? We watched a ton of tv, that's what we did (actually, that thing never even got turned on). Ahem. I'll be a good girl and say a good time was had by all. If you want the nitty gritty sexy details, go read my books. ::winks::
So yes, Jason and I had a fabulous time. We lapped up every minute. He went back to work this week, and came home one night, more eager for our nightly check-in than I was. He couldn't stop hugging me and telling me he missed me. "It's hard being apart again after we spent those days totally with each other, wasn't it?" I said. He hugged me tight and told me that yes, that was exactly what he was struggling with. But the vacation was worth it!
I wanted to say a brief word to those of you who have written to me. Many have said they regret being a "lurker" and will comment on my posts going forward. Please, if you feel more comfortable lurking, understand that I am perfectly fine with that. For a while, it has been a bit challenging continuing to write to a nearly-silent audience. But I don't partake in the blogging community, and the consequence of that is that I'm a bit on the outskirts. I try to be supportive, but don't invest a lot of time in other blogs (they make me oddly uncomfortable -- maybe too close to home? And I have such little time to read them now that I am invested in writing). Many of you read here and prefer to be quiet, and that's okay. Of course, I am always grateful when you do comment on a post, but certainly there is no expectation on my part that you do so.
This has been a nice weekend here at our house. I am finally over a yucky cold I caught while traveling. I did some clothes shopping alone with my youngest, who is an adorable little kindergartner. We had a blast. I had nervous frenetic energy as the pieces fell into place for two upcoming releases -- a dark western historical coming Thanksgiving weeknd, and the fourth Boston Doms book (Slay and Alice's story --- it's a hot one) coming the following weekend. I ran through my room, cleaning the walls, and hopped on my bed to dust off the light fixture, while Jason watched from his desk chair and his eyes got real big and he shouted at me to get on down from that bed and leave the damn light alone or I was in trouble. Ha! Poor guy. I reluctantly obeyed, and he made my maintenance especially owie, because he said I was heading for trouble and he wanted to make sure I didn't go that route. Well. I don't know what he's talking about as I'm an angel. ;)
It is time for me to begin dinner. THANK YOU to all of you for your support and encouragement, whether it was an email or a comment or a prayer or well wishes and happy vibes. It means a lot to me. I will blog again very soon. Until then, happy spanking. ;)
Jane/ Jason's Girl