tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45062616267617310892024-02-18T20:22:44.604-06:00Cutesypah's CornerA Cozy Place To Relax and Discuss Submission, Spanking, Sex, Life, and Lovecutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-1302388326021001472010-02-22T08:48:00.002-06:002010-02-22T08:57:38.702-06:00Ending on a good noteIt's time to close this blog. I don't miss writing, as I'm out living my day to day life, and loving every minute of it.Mr. Right has taken me in hand, and fully embraced his role in TTWD. I'm now referred to as "girl" almost exclusively, and I love it. I call him "Sir" almost exclusively as well. I simply couldn't be happier, more at peace, content, and in balance.And that leaves me nothing cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-71253415069490917822010-01-16T08:49:00.003-06:002010-01-16T08:57:35.154-06:00Birthday GirlIt's my birthday! I'm 45 today. It's the first time in a very, very long time, (perhaps ever) that I feel all parts of my life are in balance, and I'm headed in a positive direction. The only thing that could be better about today is if Mr Right & I were on the beach for a week or so. But, if life were perfect, what would I have to strive for?! *laughs*cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-84387845698910033512010-01-14T10:35:00.006-06:002010-01-14T11:11:06.552-06:00Being "human" Not a light-hearted day. And you might want to stay further away from your screen, because I'm in a mood, and I might even throw something, including a temper tantrum. I'm out of balance. Wednesday night is a designated spanking night. There was no spanking last night because Mr Right was sick. At first I thought I was mad at him for being sick. Then, I realized I was extremely disappointed. In cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-25082922865979370892010-01-13T16:18:00.005-06:002010-01-13T16:39:37.541-06:00Guns & SSC: death by dumbassThose of us who are in the lifestyle for a number of years now know that we're considered crazy, dangerous to ourselves and our children, and just down right stupid for using chains, whips, paddles, needles, and god/dess knows what else to get our "kink" on. But, when you see an article like this: Fatal gunplay in Maine sex dungeon leads to trial is it any wonder that we're all seen as kooks and cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-89455274544635342852010-01-02T10:18:00.004-06:002010-01-02T10:47:28.968-06:00Behind the ScenesI love this photo. It was one of the first of Gil Elvgren's prints that I saw, and I immediately fell in love with it. Having said that, I've been doing a lot behind closed doors lately. And although I'm not yet ready to return to the world of blog on a regular or daily basis, I am missing my creative outlet.Like other bloggers, I've come to realize that I was writing more for my audience than cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-5348401029169021402010-01-01T21:25:00.003-06:002010-01-01T21:49:08.345-06:00New Year - Getting Into PositionAs you know, Mr. Right and I are getting married. What you don't know is that I've been helping my mom deal with having part of her lung removed due to cancer. For the next several weeks, she will be living with me and/or Mr Right. This means little time alone, and virtually no spontaneous sex or play time. Considering the fact there hasn't been much play time for months, this will not be cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-12305314349559092102009-12-27T18:23:00.003-06:002009-12-27T18:31:23.313-06:00Here's the ringwell, Mr. Right proposed, and I said, "yes." I knew the proposal was coming before Christmas, just didn't know when. the wedding will be in July.We've done our sharing of loving, laughing, spanking, and lots of sex. We've been sick together, miserable together, happy together, and suffered depression, and Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) together. We had only 2 times when we were at odds, cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-74931458020515776802009-11-01T13:50:00.006-06:002009-11-01T14:31:30.648-06:00unraveled-taking a breakI haven't been around in a while. I've noticed others in blogland taking a hiatus. As of this moment, a time-out from worrying about whether or not to blog, and what to say or not say, sounds really good.I'm exhausted. My office has become so busy, that I'm at the point of considering whether to hire another attorney, and wondering how I'm going to pay for more staff. I barely have the money to cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-60834915020460022072009-10-22T08:17:00.004-05:002009-10-22T08:50:17.960-05:00and then SAD set in.....I have seasonal affective disorder - SAD. so, in the autumn and winter, I feel horrible - depressed, moody, and lots of pain. and because I understand the Law of Attraction, and recognize how it works, when I'm down and sad, things around me do not go well, or break, or stop working. my laptop died. my sleep number bed broke. my daughter's laptop keyboard now has a broken "f" key because I was cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-1201183851922192962009-10-14T21:52:00.000-05:002009-10-14T21:58:23.026-05:00a quick wave "hello"Hi all. Super busy. Super tired. Super happy. Laptop died. Another trial Friday & starting to write an appeal. Be back to write more soon. Weekend trip to Air Force graduation was wonderful. Mr Right bought me a formal collar that I can wear with my suits. Doesn't cover the hickey bite marks though. *grins*cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-41571731585756144152009-10-06T09:00:00.001-05:002009-10-06T09:00:02.545-05:00trusting Mr Right It's pouring rain outside. I want to be snuggled under the covers with Mr Right while the rain splatters on the concrete under the window. but, instead, I'm on the couch writing this instead of getting ready for work. Mr Right and I had a wonderful trip to the beach, and are getting ready to leave again for my son's Air Force basic training graduation on Wednesday.And, we continue to get closer,cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-16745504651456775972009-10-06T07:53:00.002-05:002009-10-06T07:56:05.841-05:00Image by Johnny Stiletto via FlickrNews like this makes me CRAZY!!Mon Oct 5, 9:07 pm ET - from the Associated PressALBERTVILLE, Ala. – An Alabama woman has been charged with endangering the welfare of a child after police say she let her daughter ride in a cardboard box on top of their van. Albertville Police spokesman Sgt. Jamie Smith said the 37-year-old woman was arrested Sunday after police cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-67438344208800264832009-10-03T01:56:00.010-05:002009-10-03T03:04:39.521-05:00Spankings and "Glee"from Sue Sylvester on Fox TV hit show Glee: "You know caning has fallen out of fashion in the United States but ask anyone who’s safely walked the immaculate sidewalks of Singapore after winning an international cheerleading competition, and they’ll tell you one thing — caning WORKS! And I think it’s about time we did a little more of it right here. And to all those naysayers out there who say “cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-7169753629795055432009-09-23T02:00:00.000-05:002009-09-23T02:00:05.821-05:00spanking with a safeword The picture is from endart.com. check it out here. let's give a big "cheer" for spankings! Mr Right bought a paddle because he has bruised his hand a few times while spanking me. I have such mixed feelings about spankings. Don't get me wrong: they turn me on. but they also hurt like the Dickens!!the best thing about spankings from Mr Right is that he understands how confusing it is to me to cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-62234692789001848202009-09-21T00:30:00.002-05:002009-09-21T09:05:17.007-05:00what's in a label? what is US?Image via WikipediaMr Right & I talk about everything. He reads all the blogs I follow, and we discuss the ideas presented, as well as my responses to those blogs. And, we've talked about slavery, and his role in our relationship, whether he is Master, Owner, Dominant, or HOH.Once upon a time, I considered myself a slave. I did this because I wanted the release of responsibility, to not have cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-91132222854156023282009-09-20T16:01:00.000-05:002009-09-20T16:01:00.978-05:00SatiatedWhat satiates you? This was a post that I've pondered a while. I'm satiated when I have multiple g-spot orgasms, combined with clitoral orgasms, and I ejaculate, my juices "gushing out" over myself and Mr Right, pooling on the sheets, drenching us both in cum.Really good mexican food, combined with a small frozen strawberry margaritaReally good hot wings with blue cheese dressing, and a really cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-42881655738457399502009-09-17T22:15:00.003-05:002009-09-17T22:27:26.479-05:00it's been a whilesince I've visited the blogosphere, and checked in with my blog friends. so many things happen here in blogland, in such a short period of time. hearts are hurt, new acquaintances made, bonds are broken, trust mended, and feelings pour out over the posts like maple syrup drizzled over french toast.I promised myself I'd get to bed early tonight, because I've not been getting much sleep due to cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-55691088071443882142009-09-11T06:58:00.007-05:002009-09-11T07:29:22.975-05:00a mutual "time out"Wednesday night, I realized that I forgot to complete an assignment given to me by Mr Right. I was getting the bed ready for the night when he asked if I had gone into the bathroom after court and twisted my nipples until they were hard and sensitive. I had a great day in court, and it completely slipped my mind. I was so upset that I forgot Mr Right's instructions, and he was disappointed as cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-4163104253150061702009-09-09T13:50:00.004-05:002009-09-09T13:56:04.143-05:00"You Belong to Me"This was a message sent to me by Mr Right on our private blog. He knows that he caresses my very soul when he says, "You're mine. You belong to me." It was so thoughtful that I had to share it. Listen and enjoy.cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-64186036754199092692009-09-06T14:00:00.000-05:002009-09-06T13:55:36.255-05:00Codependence & Submission: They ARE Different I wrote this a few months ago, when I was struggling to understand myself and why I was miserable in my LDR. I rediscovered this post on Friday. I, for one, was impressed with my self-analysis. So, I post this for your consideration. This is another long hard look at the mind, heart and soul of cutesypah.*****************************************************For years, I've been thinking about thecutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-41735637108058604112009-09-04T22:43:00.008-05:002009-09-04T23:48:10.813-05:00gaining trust while giving up controlOrgasm control is what he has now. I am to only cum with him. I may play with myself, but I may not cum without him. I've never been one who has understood or accepted orgasm control because to me it meant orgasm denial. Never having dating someone who lived close to me, orgasm control meant days or weeks of waiting to have an orgasm, or having an orgasm only with phone sex. And because my cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-71804960208934424822009-09-03T07:53:00.006-05:002009-09-03T08:17:38.124-05:00ComfyI've been sick over the last two days. Nothing drastic, but an upset tummy and the sniffles. Mr Right was kind enough to come to my house to care for me (usually I go to his place for privacy as I live my teenage daughter). My daughter was out of the house for the evening, and Mr Right discovered that I like to have sex when I'm sick. Usually, it makes me feel better. Last night was no exception.cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-74275107001746286162009-08-31T16:14:00.001-05:002009-08-31T16:28:20.477-05:00happiness is a pleased Dominantlife is good here. spanking abounds, and Mr Right keeps showing me more of his sadistic tendencies and Dominant persona each and every day. He and I have spent a lot of quiet time together, too, reading books, sipping coffee, him stroking my hair as I doze beside him on the couch. Who knew I could find my Mr Right and Prince Charming (my name for him in front of his family) right here in my cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-2922341977126116232009-08-29T08:00:00.002-05:002009-08-29T08:04:54.937-05:00Donors Neededbecause my friend o.g. asked, I'm posting this link. I've always been a blood donor, and an organ donor. When my father died of lung cancer, as a smoker the only part which was viable for donation was his eyes. Considering the fact that I underwent major eye surgery at age 14, as did my brother at 12, and we both benefitted from eye donations, donors are extremely important to us.Please do cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506261626761731089.post-92039129816061283602009-08-26T19:48:00.003-05:002009-08-26T20:32:06.713-05:00Happy & Tiredyes, it is very possible to be both. I was thinking of the phrase, "sick & tired," which is where I was but a mere five weeks ago. but "happy & tired" is much more the appropriate definition. I can't imagine being in a better place than where I am in my life right now. ok, maybe if I had enough money to buy my own island, and retire to it with only Mr Right, my daughter, my mother, and staff cutesypahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954055832006760974noreply@blogger.com3