Reaganomics

And suddenly I have Mick Hucknall singing 'Money's Too Tight To Mention' in my head.  Did the earth move for you Nancy, indeed lol.

And before any of the readers think I have gone insane, there is a point to referencing the 40th President.  Was talking to Mistress in the Big Bed yesterday morning, and she was talking that with the three of us in the relationship (she actually SAID that, squee!!) there is a trickle down effect.  If she isn't getting what she needs, then she won't be in the mood to give me what I need either.  This conversation came about from her reading my last couple of blog entries, and me assuming that Mistress and Sir's time to themselves is a heckuva lot better than what I am getting.  Apparently it isn't.  And because it isn't related to me specifically, that is all I will say on the matter.

Later on in the day, Sir came back from out and about with a huge grin on his face.  Not only had he had a good day saving the world in his own particular way, but he had got a present for Mistress.  Which morphed into getting a present with Mistress in mind.  Both Mistress and I asked whether it was a practical gift, and apparently it is - for Sir.  That was our first warning lol.  He has ordered a violet wand.

When I talked to Mistress about it later, when discovering what it was, she was quite horrified.  She hates electro zappy things at the best of times, let alone the seemingly ultimate zappy toy that a wand is.  We were out on the front lawn, weeding, when this conversation took place, and Mistress looked up at me disgustedly, and said, well at least it will appeal to your voyeuristic tendencies.  Before coming back to me and saying well, you will be second person to be hit with it, because even though I don't like hurting you, I will enjoy using the wand on you, and will have to, to work out the frustrations from it being used on me.  All the squee colours of the rainbow when she said that.

She might even tie me up in the corner of the room, unable to do anything, when Sir uses it on her.  I'm still not seeing any downside here hahaha.  Oh, and she picked up on a phrase of mine from yesterday's blog, that I always do everything with her best interests in mind - she was imploring me to realise this wasn't in her best interests at all.  She wants a store credit and send the thing back, and exchange it for frilly knickers and a French maid outfit.  Equally rawr to me, that thought hahaha.  Sir said no to the sending it back though. 

It will be interesting.  And probably painful...

To wrap the day up, I made a lovely beef curry last night, with rice pilaf.  Not out of a cookbook at all, the power of google.