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We gots gerbils! And had a great day.

June 19th, 2010 11 comments

Today has been pretty incredible.  We got up at the butt crack of dawn and hopped a bus downtown to grab breakfast.  Then we hopped a bus to Pet Smart and picked up two gerbils instead of the one hamster we originally intended on buying for my birthday because gerbils are half the price of hamsters.  These two were right up at the front of the glass in our faces the whole time we were there.  Curious little buggers.

We came home and set them up in their new home (the cheapest cage there, and it came with food, cage liner, a toy, a wheel, a food dish and a water bottle), then went out to lunch/dinner.  Now, after a tiring day of being bought, handled repeatedly by strangers and learning how to maneuver their new home, they’re asleep in a pile in the corner.

And after a tiring day of getting our bills caught up, and running from one side of town to the other on the most crowded bus line in the city, M and I are both just sort of puttering around on gadgets.

I tried to molest Him but He told me I wasn’t getting fucked right now.  Big meanie.  Read more…

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It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

December 17th, 2009 3 comments

90_03_36-christmas-decorations_web1So, let’s see.  What are we up to?

Well, it’s that time of year again.  There’s snow on the ground and everyone’s rushing around to find that “perfect gift” for their loved ones.  It’s frickin’ freezing outside and, even with plastic on the windows, our heater is having trouble keeping up.  I am not looking forward to seeing December’s electric and heating bill.  I can’t wait to get out of New York.

That’s not happening any time soon, though.

We borrowed one of A’s fake Christmas trees (Thanks, A!) to avoid the hassle – and extra expenditure – of buying a real one and getting it home and upstairs.  I put it up last night, but I haven’t fluffed or decorated it yet.  It sort of falls over, so I’ve got it leaning against the wall.  I’m not sure how we’re going to stand it upright when we decorate it.  But we’ll figure it out.  I’m hoping, when I fluff it, the weight will even it out enough that it’ll stand on its own.  We’ll see how that goes.

M and I have picked out our Christmas presents.  Because His is so much more expensive than mine, He decided to get me two.  Isn’t He awesome? He’s huge on fairness around the holidays, regardless of the fact that I’m a slave.  Bless Him.  That man is intent on making me happy, whether I like it or not.

I do like it, though.

I’m getting Him an iPod Touch.  He’s wanted one since they were announced.  We’ve been waiting on it because we rarely had enough extra spending money to get it for Him.  But we always break ourselves for Christmas.  Wouldn’t want to break tradition.  And thanks to His raise, Christmas isn’t going to break us this year.  It’s just gonna make things a little tight.

I can’t even begin to say how grateful I am for that.  In Schenectady alone, there are hundreds of families who aren’t going to have anything to give their children this year.  Toys for Tots didn’t have enough to go around, from what I understand.  A friend of mine got the last voucher they had, and there were still at least fifty people behind her in line.

And that’s understandable.  Everyone’s broke these days.

I think, next year, if I remember (Remind me, please!), I’ll do something similar to what AmorousRocker did over at her place.  I thought about picking it up this year, but I’ve got so much on my plate right now I was afraid I’d not be able to get it done.

I remember when my mom used to make us pick one present from under the tree to donate to Toys for Tots.  She always made sure it wasn’t the one we’d been eying all year, or the clothes she’d bought to get us through the winter.  But she also made sure it wasn’t something cheap and lame.   Read more…

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Hang the pixie lamp, Tink! We’re coming back!

October 27th, 2009 4 comments

tinker_bell_fairyWe’re going to Disney next year on our own dime.

Did you hear what I just said? We’re on our way out of the red.  By this time next year we’ll be, at the very least, comfortable.  Probably still in debt because two people who started having babies at sixteen build up a lot of debt.  But we’re already paying it off and climbing out.  And we’re saving up for a trip to Disney on our own dime.

I’m so excited I spent almost the entire day yesterday looking at pictures and pricing out vacation packages and trying to decide if we have to stay in the resort we were in last time or if we can afford to pay a couple hundred dollars extra and stay somewhere a little more grown up.  Like, say, Port Orleans – Riverside or Port Orleans – French Quarter.  I’d love to stay at the Polynesian Resort or the Animal Kingdom Lodge or the Wilderness Lodge, but I haven’t even had the balls to price them out.  They’re almost definitely beyond the scope of what we can afford, and I’ll either work on M until I can convince Him it’s worth the extra price, making Him feel obligated to give in, or get really disappointed.

Can I just tell you, for those who haven’t been or haven’t stayed in a resort, that everything about how they handle their vacation booking and their guests is incredible? Disney has this shit down to a science.  If you need it, they’ve thought of it.  The only thing you really have to bring is clothes and souvenir money.  And the clothes are almost optional because you could build a whole new wardrobe in Downtown Disney.  That’s not including the stuff you can buy in the parks.  It’s freaking amazing!

So it starts on their website.  You book your room, pick which park tickets you want, choose your dining plan, book your flight and decide what ground transportation you want from the airport to your resort.

That’s right.  You can book your flight, room, food and park tickets all on one website from the privacy of your own home.  No hassle, or dealing with a pushy travel agent.  Once you pay, you have two choices: Sit around and do nothing till it’s time to pack or call the 1-800 number they give you and make reservations for all of your “fine dining” dinners.  Read more…

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Zeddy Bear

April 28th, 2009 Comments off

That’s Zedd’s new name, dontcha know. More often than not, I just call him Bear. But he answers to Asshole, Shithead, Stupid Bird, Birdie Butt (That’s Master’s nickname for him.) and Loud Ass Bitch. Or just Bitch for short.

Kaya got me all sorts of bird stuff for my birthday (As an aside, I told our downstairs neighbor my friend got me “bird shit… tons of toys and food and stuff” for my birthday. She said, “Well, at least it was toys and food and not actual bird shit. That would’ve been a ‘shitty’ friend.” I thought that was kinda funny and just had to share.). A double swing for small birds with a mirror and play station in the middle, connected rings with a bell on the end, connected cat balls with the bells in the middle and this toy made of wooden blocks and plastic beads with a bell on the bottom just like the one I have for Baby and Sunshine that Zedd’s been trying to steal from them since we brought Him home. Not to mention millet spray and a pineapple calcium supplement and honey dipped bird seed. The birds are in bird heaven.

The connected rings are different shapes. A sun, a star, a cloud and some weird ass shape I can’t figure out. It’s green, the weird ass shape. I’m not sure if that’s significant. But it is to Zedd! Green’s his favorite color. Read more…

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Ill Master = Bored Slave

March 3rd, 2009 Comments off

So Master’s sick. I mean, really sick. He’s done something to His back that’s left Him mostly out of commission (though that didn’t keep Him from playing with me over the weekend… I do love Him so!) so I’ve been feeding Him pain killers and muscle relaxers and keeping Him on the couch or in bed. And now He has some sort of chest thing that’s completely wiping Him out. As in… He’s been sleeping all. damn. day. and has left me to my own devices.

Literally! Said, “You can stay out here and do whatever you want. Just don’t leave the house.” So you know He’s sick!

I’ve played with the bird. I laid down with Him for a few minutes. That was ruined by Zedd and the tantrums he throws if he can’t see us and we’re both at home. Had to go back into the living room so he’d be quiet enough for Master to sleep. But every time Master coughs or sniffles, Zedd starts screaming again. I’m so getting him a birdie muzzle.

Let’s see… I finished Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut and wrote a review (which I suck at, by the way).

And now I’m just plain bored. *sigh*

I’m pretty sure there’s no clause in our contract allowing Him to be out of commission. I’m soooo taking Him to BDSM court over this!

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Grumpy Bear

January 15th, 2009 Comments off

I don’t know what it is with me in the morning lately. I mean, I’ve never really been a morning person anyway. But lately I wake up hella grumpy and, if I’m lucky, I’m fine by noon.

Ooo… I know! I’ll talk about competition!

So a few days ago, someone on FetLife posted something I feel pretty strongly about. And I almost didn’t respond because I’ve gone off on tirades about it before and only had to listen to submissives whine about how if they behaved the way I believe they should they’d be equivalent to a doormat.  And how they shouldn’t have to respond differently to some “self-proclaimed dom” than they would to anyone else.

If you haven’t guessed by now, the topic of discussion (that got over 500 on and off topic responses) is the way people of the submissive persuasion respond to dominants on forums.

If I’m to be honest, I’d have to say that, really, the way a lot of submissives respond to anyone who disagrees with them on one thing or another drives me nuts. It’s like we’re in some sort of competition to see who can be the biggest bitch. Cause, you know, if you hold a different opinion than I do, you must be the biggest ass hole in the world, right? Cause all the ways around here are my ways and I’m always right!

So I responded. Something about how submissives should be more conscious of their surroundings and shouldn’t be disrespectful to dominants just because they aren’t owned by them. I got the usual responses and I was asked about how dominants should treat submissives they don’t own and how other submissives should treat each other.

While I’m all for “Doms should be nice to us too!” I still say who the hell are we, as submissives, to set that rule? Where do we get off saying “I’m submissive! But you better be nice to me or I’m not gonna be nice to you!!”

And then I explained that I really don’t give a shit how submissives treat each other. I mean, so long as they’re not beating each other to a pulp without their owners’ permission, who cares? We’re a competitive bunch and sometimes competition leads to bickering.

Thus began the competition to prove we’re not competitive. My favorites were the ones who were adamant that they absolutely did not compete with other submissives and they viewed it as deconstructive to their lifestyle, and then would say “I never said I’m not competitive.” or “I never said competition was a bad thing.” That was when I stopped responding. Besides, Kaya was doing a way better job of fighting my battle than I was so I just sat back and watched. 🙂

Being competitive is natural. Survival of the fittest isn’t just something we say to remind ourselves to better ourselves. It’s a way of life in the wild and it was a way of life for us before we invented all this technology to allow the unfit to survive.

But when people hear “competition” the picture that most often comes to mind these days is backbiting, backstabbing, and all out bitchy behavior. I’m not really talking about that competition. I’m talking more about the civil competitions of adding more flourish to your service (online or in real life), being more proactive, trying to be as pleasing as possible. And, personally, I see nothing wrong with it. And I’ve known a few doms who enjoy watching submissives scramble around them trying to be found the most pleasing.

Anyway, Zedd decided he wanted to be out of his cage and I’m having way more fun watching him tear up the cardboard on top of his cage than typing about competition. And I said pretty much all I wanted to say anyway.

*wavies* Have a great day!

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