The Sky is Falling!

No ice cream! No hidden chocolate stashes! NO Twinkies! No Mac & Cheese! Both my freezers and my double-wide refrigerator were empty when we got home from our trip. The pantry had little to offer - even the emergency food supplies were gone. I raised an eyebrow in Bull's direction and the behemoth said:

"I was hungry."

Welllllll.... duh!

and...

"Are you gonna be cookin somethin soon?"

Smiling... clenching my fists... grinding my teeth... then I remembered I love the giant hayseed.

Cowboy ordered pizzas for supper and the next morning, he went out and brought home "breakfast food." Spent half a day food shopping and ordered a cow. Usually I order half a cow; decided I needed a whole one as long as Bull is with us.

"We're gonna eat Bessie?" Bull teased when the meat order came in later.

"I don't need to know his name."

"You mean *her* name, Sar. Cows are female."

Good God! Could have gone on with life without being reminded of that little detail.

"Goin to do a little shopping myself," Bull stated. "Hungry and there's nothing to eat in the house and it'll be a while before you get anything good on the table."

Smiling... clenching my fists... grinding my teeth... remembering I love this hayseed a lot even though he ate EVERYTHING in my house. Counted the animals to make sure they were all accounted for.

So... while I caught up on the laundry, straightened the house, and caught up with the pups, Bull went shopping.

He came home with frozen ready-to-eat meals that he nuked and ate... and told me he bought me some treats:

Double stuffed Oreos! Regular, chocolate creme, peanut
Butter and Oreo Cakesters - 2 packages each. So I unpack the grocery bags - a package of Cakesters, 1 package of peanut butter Oreos.

"Where's the rest?"

"I ate them on the way home."

Ask a stupid question; get a stupid answer.

Currently, Manhattan clam chowder and Minestrone are cooking, will make other soups another time. Pot roast and a brisket in one oven, two apple cakes in the other. Will bake pies and cobbler tonight. In no time I'll restock the freezers, etc. Cowboy replenished the emergency food supplies. I think the food bill was as much as our roundtrip airfare on our recent trip.

David is still in the Solomon Islands assisting with their tsunami recovery from last May. He asked us to peek in on his house in the San Juans - his housekeeper will be away for a week or so. We may go out there and stay for a few days. Cowboy can go to work from there and I'll have the house to myself... the pups and I are certain to find something to keep us busy... David's housekeeper says the tortoise is on a vegetable kick. Ick! I have to reintroduce the beast to Twinkies.

A cute survey showed up on a couple of blogs I read - PK, Cassie and others. My answers:

1. What was the first blog that you regularly read?

-Found Creative Spanked Wife first. Also The Collar Purple. What an eye opener!

2. Do you remember the first" blogger" that you had an E-Mail Relationship with?

-Don't have an email relationship with other bloggers but regularly correspond with a few readers.

3. Why did you create your blog?

-It started because quite a few readers of my story website frequently wrote asking questions about my life with Cowboy. Also several email buddies would say "that's a snippet" when I related something to them. Some of those "snippets" weren't really an entire story but interesting enough to use in a blog.

4. When was your first post, and who was your first commenter?

-9/28/05 - first comments came from Terri, Paul, Spoze and BJ

5. Are there blogs that you absolutely have to visit daily?

-Yes, when I have time, and they're listed in my links.

6. Is your Blog categorized?..(I.E. Comedy, Literary, Personal Angst, Etc.)

-Officially, it's an *adult* blog and deals with life in general which includes spanking and sex.

7. Do you see an end to your blogging some day?

-Probably but as long as folks comment and/or email me, I'll continue to blog.

8. What are you wearing right this very minute?

- Wellll since Cassie has my black corset and red fishnet stockings... or was it red corset and black fishnet stockings... and PK has my spare outfit... I'm stuck wearing one of Cowboy's T-shirts and jeans. I'd take off the jeans but Bull is in the house. Tsk.

Cowboy called to see if I had eaten anything today.

"Uh huh."

"Was it real food or junk food?"

Rollin m'eyes.

"I'll have you know I ate scrambled eggs and toast and even drank a can of V8!"

"V8?" You feel okay, bambina?"

Not really. That stuff is vile.

"Of course I'm okay. Bring home Chinese for supper, please."

"You been cooking all day?"

"Uh huh."

"Peach cobbler?"

The man has a 1-track mind. Well, 2-tracks: spanking and peach cobbler.
Make that 3-tracks: spanking, sex and peach cobbler.

Going to send Bull on errands, make some peach cobbler and put on my "spank me sweetly" t-shirt.

~Sar~