I am not hard to please. Little things can make me very happy. This past week I got something in the mail from my friend J in Wisconsin. It was this awesome Peeps calendar!
That made me happy and just may inspire me to enter that annual diorama contest whose winners are featured on each month of the calendar.
A coworker taped up this picture of Justin Timberlake with a crossed out Jessica Biel (hey it's better than scratching her face out) to give me some inspiration to get through the work day. It helped.
I got my first real corset this week. When I took it out of the package and tried to pull it around me it was nowhere near fitting and I was about to send it back. A friend told me that's normal and the laces can be pulled out a lot to fit it.
He helped me get it on and indeed it did fit. These pictures were the end result. Now I just need to figure out which party I want to wear it to when not much bending and sitting will be required. Lol.
In spanking, the little things matter too.
Hearing "good girl."
"The Look" that only he and I notice.
A few whispered words in my ear of what's to come.
His hand lingering on my wrist.
A warning smack on my bottom.
A big hug that makes me feel better.
It's the little things.