Scribes TimeOff

Alright, I've been busy of late at a place called 24 hour Fitness. I'm working on regaining my leg strength, improving my 'core' and working out my shoulder while minimizing the amount of pain I'm in. I'm doing this to regain my lovely figure, so I can stand in the nude before my husband and feel like I am flaunting myself. My goals include dropping the fat from my middle and from my thighs. Oh, and I'd like to be below 150 bounds which mean losing oddly enough 24 pounds. The stairmaster just makes me sweat buckets, but I know I need to do 25 minutes of it 3x a week.

I have pledged to myself to eat heathier, (Chocolatey Special K cereal is an acceyable alternative to chocolate cake. It is all pre-measured and I know I get 1/2 cup of milk with it.) to exercise faithfully three times a week, and to just get out of the house and live life rather then be a bystander.

I will have Jeanette's Capture ready for you by March 1st, Master. Just as I hope to have Darnesha's Character story done. Though I need to know when she became a succubus.

Love and Hugs to everyone,

Merry Christmas
Happy Hannuka
Season's Greetings

Sue

Mumblings from the Scribe

It's been a hard weekend for me. I did way too much on Thursday, Friday and Saturday and ended up hardly able to move on Sunday. In truth I was a pampered Lady all day, which would have been nice had there been no pain present. My hip was so sore that when I tried to walk on it, I'd immediately fall to the ground. Today it is slightly better, but there will be little to not much walking done on it. I always tend to ask why me? :-(

This morning I saw about forty hummingbirds all dive into my Red Bottle Brush tree. Apparenttly I have a Hummingbird community living in there. Then again from my computer room at the back of the house I hear someone cutting down a tree, and wonder if that is where they lived before. I just can't figure out why people want golf courses with hard to keep alive grass in it! Backyards that are well tended with native plants are amazing, and since the plants are native to the area they require little care.

Writing has been an escape for me of late. I am helping another person with there story even as I am rewriting mine. Why is it that typo's always escape me until I have posted it somewhere? On Mernac I can neither edit or delete my postings. So I am constantly going back to my own writing and making little changes. Frustrating? yes. Sometimes I just want to throw up my hands and admit I'm hopless as a writer.

I think I have my Kitty-minion trained to her place on my computer desk. Well mostly. I did this by petting her when she was she is supposed to be, and not petting her when she was near my mouse or keyboard. Of course the lavish use of Kitty treats is highly recommended!!

So much for my mumblings for now.

Question of the Week -16

Are you ticklish?

Jeanette:

In certain spots. Like my inner thighs, or just under my breasts. I only recently discovered these spots when my Bond Master teased me in setting oput to find all me sensitive spots.

Darnesha:

Even if I was I wouldn't say here. Itr seems foolish to give away one's body secrets.

Scribe:

I used to be ticklish, but alas no more, save for along my ribs on one side of my body. Not saying which side!!

What Drives Me Crazy

Jeanette:

By crazy I will assume you mean angers me. I hate seeing other people browbeaten down until they are less than dirt. That may surprise you given that when all the pretty titles are stripped away I am now a slave, but I was raised as a Duke's Daughter with all the responsibilities that implies. So I will use my beauty and evrything else I may own to try and change that way of thinking. First though I have to convince my Maters. Wish me well!

Darnesha:

Being summoned to Barak. I know that usually means he intends to bed me The man is a brute, who loves to inflict as much pain as possible. He invites me first, which I politely decline, and reccomend he request of the company of either Traesha or Lanesha. Sometimes he does, but sometimes he demands my presence. Soon my scribe will pen such an encounter so that you may see why I dislike that summoning so much.

The Scribe:

I hate feeling like someone has put me on hold, or even is deliberately slowing me down. (I am not refering to you!!! you know who you are!!!!) The Workers comp people sitting on the bulk of my pay, my retirement being processed oh so slowly, social security denying my first claim, which they do to everyone. I may have to finally break down and find a Lawyer, much as I hate to part with any of *my* money!!

I also despise people who demand things from me, but haven't lived up to their promises. (see above. I consider you friend, almost a Sister. No one edits me work like you do, which in turn encourages me to be a better writer.) People on other sites who demand that I post, yet only respond with a single line post. (Don't you hate that?) Then whine that my response was no good.

Lastly I hate when people disappoint me greatly. Like my brother who also made promises to me and broke them all. (Sister- thanks for help through that difficult period) I still love him and hate to think of him trying to survive as a shelter rat, but I cannot let him move back. I just can't handle the stress that places on my Family. My Husband and Son come first, always and forever.

What is my Happy Place?

Jeanette:

My happy place? When I was a Dukes Daughter my favorite place was a tiny clearing not to far from the Keep. There was a tiny waterfal that flowed into a sunlight pond afore departing as a larger stream. It was here that Lena and I bathed, laughed and shared many dreams. As a Bond Companion I have yet to find my new Happy Place though I enjoy being in my Bond Master's arms. Sitting, standing or laying it seems to not matter, I feel safe, protected and possibly even loved when I am held against him.

Darnesha:

My Happy Place? If a creature such as I can have a Happy place I will admit to it's laying in an isolated seldom used part of Quont's Place. Tis an indoor garden with a waterfall that is as high as my shoulder. It falls into a large pond before being carried away by some mechanism. The ground about the pond is rocky on most sides, but on the side closest to the door it is sandy. Grass leads way from the rocks and the end of the five foot deep beach extending to the walls. Planted all about are the hothouse flowers that love heat. Up above is a simulated sun that ensures the plants growth. It is here where I can truly relax. As far as I know only one other Sister knows of this place and we have an agreement between the two of us, so that if one person is inside, the other must go elsewhere. This is my Happy Place

The Scribe:

My happy place is the beach of the Pacific Ocean. From Half Moon Bay to Grover Beach the coast is rough and rugger, but there are places where the Sand curve out a place to walk. To her the crashing, rythmic waves, to kick off my shoes and walk in those same waves...it reconnects meto who I truly am. Exploring the tidal pools is a fun activity where I can see and touch just a sampling of the Oceans life. As I gaze past the tidal poools I can usually see seals, otters dolphins and if I'm really, really lucky the spout of a whale as it blows out it's water.

Ah yes Friday

As I write this it comes to mind that I've been very neglectful of my writing this week. Perhaps I needed the break, perhaps I was just lazy, perhaps I was just uninspired. Regardless I plan to pick up on my writing and truly begin my duties as a disciple.

Last night I actually danced!! 5 dances, two with my hubby, three with different very dear former co-workers. It was wonderful!!! Of couse today I pay the price as I can barely walk, and when I do tis horribly unstable. I slept ultra late as well, my body asserting its own demands I would say for my day was very, very busy. I got up earily and stayed up late with no nap (as was planned) during the afternoon. Oh but to dress up and dance was so wonderful! I hope to get a copy of the pictures of hubby and I dancing as we love to do.

I finally got smart and created a special place on my desk for my evil kitty minion. Thi has helped greatly in keeping her off my mouse and off my keyboard. She still asserts her demands by climbing into my lap to be petted, but that I can manage.

Canu and I are co-writting the epic Meeting between Canu and Darnesha. Umm gets a sudden bright idea. Not not gonna tell you until I figure if it is okay!

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!

Sabrine

How do you Like my Kitty Minion?

It was quite a challenge to capture that exact look of sheer evil! Then again she can be affectionate:

And yes that is me the Scribe! As you can see in the background my computer room is a complete disaster!!