The song that I’m loving lately is Under the Table by Fiona.
“I would beg to disagree, but begging disagrees with me.”
Under the Table – Fiona Apple
I lived in the deep south of the US for quite a while and love the polite phrases like “bless your heart” and “he’s special”.
The off-handed condenscending nickname of “Cookie” is going to be a new go-to for me. I’ll have to try it on Bunny when he’s not hitting his goals, although so far he’s been spot-on.
Or maybe for a certain naughty guy that corrected me the other day and it resulted in the image below.
All that to say, I had to add “shameless” in the title of this post but the truth is that I’m pretty shameless 24/7. I know proper etiquette and the time & a place for everything, yet … yet … I don’t buy into false politeness. I think it gets written off as being An American here in my British life and that’s fine.
I know it puzzles my dear vanilla friends when they launch into yet-another rant about their partners and I don’t jump in. I can’t complain about dishes when I never do them. I can’t fuss about awful sex when I get exactly what I demand from someone. I also can’t commiserate over a lack of romance when my inbox, as well as my mailbox, regularly has warm, genuine affectionate notes in there. I know where they’re coming from and I remember that kind of relationship, although it seems like a lifetime ago.
I’ve explained, without using the phrase, how a FLR works for my life. One in particular finds it outrageous that I’m so “blunt” (her words) with my requirements. I think it just saves everyone a whole lot of hassle to know in advance what is and isn’t acceptable. It deftly avoids petty arguments as well. It may be seen as being shameless or brazen yet the intimacy is amazing and I’m a well-grounded Mistress. My friends see me as spoiled. I love it.
The shameless self-promotion is to ask a few of you to try out the RateThisPodcast feature. I’m on the fence about the service itself and figure this is a great way to try it out. Right?
