Spanked girl

To me you see it's perfectly plain,

my age don't stop me being a pain,

with behaviour like being a child again,

getting in trouble time and again.

When the girl acts like a child again,

her bottom is spanked just the same

learning her lessons along the way

is why it just has to be this way.

Rewinding to ones computing past

I'm not feeling that great today to be honest with what feels like a winter cold coming on that I hope clears in just over a weeks time but be that as it may, I was looking a bit at the statistics Google give you about what posts people read, where they're from, any sites they used to find this blog and so on and one thing that struck me was actually some of you do read the older posts. It was that which got me thinking.

I think must of us are aware of how our experience of the Internet has changed over the years, how that's fed into what we use to access it and the different programs we've had connected with our use of computers.

I suspect many of us have what you call a desktop that after some seconds, comes up often with a colourful design.

Well as some of you have been reading posts from 2008, here's one of mine from December that year that tells you quite a few things.

To start with like now in 2008 I also was in love with Miss Kitty so I made it the main image rather than that bland Windows XP Pro  screen.
Also look at the dimensions specifically the aspect ratio, it's 4:3 that tells you I had more traditional CRT monitor the time compared to the near universal 16:9 or 16:10 Widescreen Lcd ones we have today.

Also, it's resolution is 600x800 which is very low by modern standards.
Looking at the toolbar you'll spot firstly Microsoft were highlighting an urgent security issue with that shield with ! mark and Skype was set up on the machine although I didn't use it much.

Like today you'll spot the Avast antivirus program (the blue ball with an A) that I've always used, a program for a separate webcam I no longer use, the Nero 6 Smartstart cd writing program and Yahoo messenger that I suspect a good number of us had back then as we used Yahoo's services like Geocities, messenger and email. I seldom log into Yahoo today with services from Google being that much better overall.

Also you'll spot a trio of Mozilla Foundation programs such as the browser Firefox which was much better at the time when it came to security and features than Internet Exploder 6  (I.E to some), the email program Thunderbird which I used with a lousy Internet Service Providers (I.S.P.) email services until I moved to web based mail exclusively, that organized my mail and allowed me to have coloured backgrounds and text that help my dyslexia and Sunbird, a desktop based calendar to help me with organizing my life which is effectively replaced now  by the Google cloud based Calendar.

I now use Pale Moon a Swedish forked version of Firefox as my main browser on my laptops and the old desktop is gone!

The keenly eyed will also have spotted the installation files for the free cd copying program, dbPoweramp and the shortcut for music player Winamp both of which are installed and much used on my newer laptops. There was no iTunes installed as the machine was incapable of running it although it was very popular back then.

I wonder how many of view still have pictures of your old desktops and can tell the story behind them?

Crossing into Big Brothers

We've past Halloween and Guy Fawkes Night season, a fixture of my childhood as between my social awkwardness with being autistic and difficulties tolerating the smoke were things I very much looked forward too.

I was fortunate in that I enjoyed very good relationship with my older as much as he did threaten to use a  cane on my hands a few times when I got carried away because he took a very genuine interest in my welfare talking about various changes I was going through, school life and my hobbies and interests some of which such as music we did both share

The one area that we stayed at the "I'm okay,You're okay" stand off was really around gender and sexuality where until recently I didn't know he was gay although I had my suspicions and for that matter he doesn't know about my being trans and very much an Adult Little as much as might be desirable.

I mean Mom, god bless her accepts the little side of me easier than any kind of big trans stuff, somehow she see's developmentally  I've always been more of a child so can live more with that although I haven't told her everything about the meet ups and stuff.

Maybe one day it'll all be out in the open?

On lifestyle (An essay of sorts)

It's a while since I looked at the statistics of this blog, in part cos I think they can be a little misleading at times, but it appears it's had over 51,000 page views since it started and is one of the prominent alg blogs around.
The person who worked out it also could be described as a slice of alg  life blog got that right because its coverage is broader than just about me being a little/middle it's also about the life and how I see that from it.

For I suspect most of us, this life in its differing aspects such as our child-like interests, sense of dressing more as a little - for me little/middle girl - gender presentation for some and so on comes from within.
Certainly speaking purely personally it's something I've felt for a very long time in my so-called real life even if some individual aspects may of changed over time like my more recent feeling comfortable with the more frillier side of being alg.
It is something that we feel, something that we need perhaps in our lives not that we may not have balance this sometimes with more adult responsibilities like paying the bills and for a good many, needing to work too.
We own that sense of self, working it as best we can to suit our requirements and we're in control of that at all times. In other words we're responsible for our sense of little and where we take it.
This is I feel a bit different than what you may see elsewhere where it's portrayed as being "Forced" although I'd say that's not an accurate description so much as the person doing that is more the one enabling, using psychological suggestions, a sense of wanting to be enabled in the subject as no one can in the everyday sense of the word make you do feel or do something you don't wish.
The person buys into it in other words and I suspect they may not have the confidence to just do it by themselves if that's really them. 
It's a different feeling I think from any sense  of, if you're transgendered, wanting wrongs in the form of gendered presentation to be put aright as being enabled to say attend school in the gender you feel which I can well understand from personal experience.
That's just about you as the child back then, being able to be yourself, the gender you really feel, and to have the childhood involving  play and schooling you deserved and all to often never got although through the miracle of age-play you may well be able to recreate something of it such as at meets or in creating say school based role playing especially if it can be face to face.
All I know is I loved some of these elements at Camp, they made me feel more complete and very happy. Maybe it does for you?

Treated like a naughty girl

For me life can be complicated in that despite being over the age of majority, my grasp of things is often more childlike which can great most of the time but does lead at times into difficult issues with my behaviour spiralling into the more bratty as I can't seem to sense when to pull back for myself.
An example of what I mean is when at a gathering I really started making silly noises in front of Mommies guests and no amount of verbal reasoning was working. I had been brought up with spanking although very infrequent as my folks were divided on it, fighting each other tooth and nail to have the final say so inevitably it seldom got carried out.
Anyway, exasperated from running out of options for dealing with me, she dragged me to a private secluded spot and gave me a spanking -six strokes with her bare hand -with the caution there would be others to come if I didn't behave.
Strangely enough the sensation brought about an instant stoppage as I couldn't ignore the consequences delivered in the way everything else had.
You could say dealing with my childish behaviour by treating me as child who gets a spanking really helps me and am glad I always get one from her now on.
Indeed rather than going through report systems and warnings that only serve to wind me up, I'd much sooner the other real grown ups would just go ahead deliver a spanking, smalls suitable rolled down to ensure I really felt it as it keeps me in check better.