Well, we've had a change of month having changed all three calendars round on Sunday and marked St. David's Day being a month that always seems busier and longer than last month with more events taking place.
Of course on thing we can't ignore is the current Iran/US and Israeli conflict across the Middle East which while we don't get into politics on this blog is quite a worry both from a humanitarian point of view and also for the impact on the world economy.
March has it's anniversaries, Mom's birthday had she still been alive toward the end of the month, never forgotten and always in mind.
At the end of the week, and missing a direct blog entry due to scheduling is my birthday full details as ever I'm not fully informed of when comes to any presents and events which is very much how things have been since I was a child as much as some would say "Yes very much like one even now!"
Now what could better then for me to be given a goodly birthday spanking wrapped in much loved cuddle and lots of affection?
Just the thing for gurls like me.
It hasn't been a great couple of weeks dealing with really bad flu while trying to sort out bits around the next major get together that keep getting changed when you think you got it sorted and dealing with gaps when it suits you less when it comes to getting away for spooky weekend in a couple of weeks time.
It can and it does drive you really cranky just ten seconds away from a stomp fuelled mouthful back which is really the point in which ideally you need someone with a no nonsense attitude to step in and cut you off midstream in an altogether memorable way.
That's really where spoanking is at with me rather than a precourser to anything kinky or sexy, just that "stop right there, Missy" moment I need.
It's a sign that this thing has actually worked that I was able to zone out, letting it pass over me without going into a meltdown or swearing quite badly, keeping calm even when the car driver was starting to get quite agitated.
The other thing was I was able find a way though the politics of presentation as one or two have some rather trenchant ideas about how littles should dress and unlike them I accept the changes today have a good number of things that are better when it comes to gender roles and how we dress.
So I found ways of being more "girlie" when I felt like it that weren't so stereotypical and stood my ground where an activity simply wasn't going to work for me in a respectful way, doing all I could to help out.
That again used to be a bit problematic mainly because few said exactly what and when they really needed a hand and I'm used to more direct "I could use some help" statements rather than mind reading, bobbing up all the time with offers that would be met by counter offers.
I'd say I did good this time.
New potentially self absorbing interests though enter as others leave.
The honest answer with me would run something like this:
"Mom, sometimes I just don't seem to be able to stop myself although I know what you said the other day".
"Just saying you're disappointed with me and saying I can't go to the shopping mall on Saturday with my mates doesn't seem to work".
"It may seem odd, Mommy, but those spankings did help me then to turn around my attitudes and behaviour and yes I think although it'll hurt it'll help me remember not to disobey you."
"I'd like you to give me a spanking for this." "Shall I fetch the hairbrush for you?"
*based on actual incident in the past.
It's that time of the year when I take a break with everything that is on as while things have changed over the years and we do less taking presents to people nonetheless we still have people come and drop in at odd hours as suits them.
Then I have my cards and presents for people to do which all takes time and with my hands A LOT out of me as I struggle to write my name some days.
There are many fantasies people have over christmas and indeed many a tale about just how christmas turns out for naughty girls and boys from them that always want but don't give to those who are really rotten but perhaps a trip to lapland is what we're looking for.
*** WISHING ALL A WARM HAPPY CHRISTMAS ***
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I mean I could of got a degree in not concentrating and otherwise not paying any attention to anything although the usual way of dealing with that might of been too much for a Grown Up too as everyone seems to had struggled so it's not just an adult little girl thing!
She's showing a look I sometimes do, that of the "When is this gonna stop?" look as you just carry on until think I've got the point with the sniffles, attempted apologies as your bottom is burning.
Sometimes you just have to go to that point to get us to make the change.
Respecting limits is sensible but you need to keep your senses open to gauge when you got far enough as to underspank can be as bad in its way as to go overboard we just cease to really take anything in.
Conversations don't always run the way you anticipate.
It may be that for whatever a reason you didn't see you were crossing a firm line with someone either because the tone was such it was "low voltage" failing to register that "back off" feeling.
It might of been that having done that you still felt you were wronged and could negotiate, mouthing off ignorant that your very words were being heard loud and clear.
Sometimes you just have to call us back for an an additional spanking to make sure we've really learned our lesson and just who is in charge.
Recently a friend who had made the chronological four-zero really found themselves really upset to feel they'd ceased to be young and it has harder to hide being more of a child in some ways when people think you're an aunt or uncle to a child.
The thing you to remember is not just is that age is just a number but also appearance as it applies to notions of age differs - some look a good decade or more younger and others conversely may look older and really that child-like you in middle will always be there no matter how many years elapse from your actual birth.
The other thing is I'm just not happy with how my blog is going at **sml cos like Tumblr there's a reblogging culture but recently I found over 100 reblogs just blocked going right back to 2019, many with own thoughts and commentary on them that in their words were found to breach their rules or had been deleted.
Given from the start they always were deleting stuff that wasn't okay on a "adult site" it seems odd you'd find that many new ones to remove and that perhaps they are thinking they can monitarize posts by wiping anything that may get in the way of getting people who do commercial photoshoots although some 80% at least is reblogs from the well known spanking related companies.
Spanking frankly is the only reason I got an account there following the Tumblr purge of November and December 2018 and yet keeping a well curated blog being ultra cautious on content given they took out a picture of child's toy on a post around age regression with no child present.
And Age Regression and CG/l are the elephants in that sites room as they don't easily fit into post 2018 Tumblr for being too near Adult Content and yet appear to be too close to actual child interests even if you do keep actual children out of any images posted.
For us Spanking posts can and and do live next to say dollies, colouring and "little girl" or "little boy" styled outfits that we may wear as legal adults.
I just wonder of keeping one updated is worth the effort when I'm not always well.
While trying to control an urge to have Mr Putin severely caned for events in Ukraine I am continuing to gradually recover from this prolonged period of ill health while monitoring things like my blogs.
An interesting thought was left regarding the suitability of school uniform when it comes to spanking littles was amongst one I saw recently and if you think about the wider topic of what as littles we wear what does actually come into it?
Clearly there is some which is which is more around play where practicality might come in such as leggings, skorts or shorts in just playing around on the floor pushing objects or say making legos or perhaps a spot of planting things in pots.
Then there's more party time which is more about showing off your looks whither it is a pretty colourful top and trousers or a dress which may be a in country influenced print or something very much frilly.
And then we come down to uniform which does seem to be popular.
Perhaps a part of that might be by wearing it more than any of the others were are not just casting off any adult looks but openly embracing a whole acceptance of doing what "the grown ups" have told us.
We're happy to in that sense submit to it because of what we get from when they are in control which is to let our littles most child-like side free knowing they will pick up the slack and be that grown up as "teacher", principal or parent stepping in.
That to me is a compelling reason for littles to be in uniform and in that context for some many resumption of uniform goes with spanking whatever may be agreed between all involved because to be a little implies we need discipline that is provided and that from that we need and deserve punishments that are very much juvenile in spirit.
The traditional uniform affords the easy access for the delivery of a firm hard spanking to be delivered with little we can do other than show our contriteness as we learn from our mistakes.
Only thirteen more nights to go before Mr Claus arrives at midnight with his sack (and we're all hoping he's not sacked thanks to you know what this year rising its head again) as I'm sure we are all looking forward to Christmas and what that might bring.
I often get super anxious in the days before that I can't always sleep with Christmas Eve being the worst.
You might as as well just discipline me firmly there and then however hard it might appear as it is far more likely to go in than delaying and taking anything less than a juvenile approach.
So long as the consent is there, you might as well just go for it with me.
It's been a pretty warm week here so I've been sunbathing a little in the park partially for getting a bit of a tan and partly because when I'm doing that actually I'm disassociating from what's on my mind and that which does tend to mess up my behaviours at times.
The day was going rather well as I thought being up in time for a shower followed by washing my hair before going the watermelon and toast for breakfast .
It was a little Easter ritual that went back to early girlhood sometimes I'd go to her and on other times she came up to me which usually began by asking if I'd been good.
Anyway, I heard the doorbell go and saw that she was there so invited her into the front room after offering to put the kettle on, fixing coffee for two.
Anyway I returned to the room where I saw she had a Waitrose shopping bag with her as she said "I hear you didn't clear up your bedroom according to my Daughter when she last saw you".
"Have you anything to say about that?"
I mumbled something under my breath as over the years I'd forgotten how close they were and how she'd learn about my poor school grades before I even mentioned school on our visits.
"Well I have" she replied. She grabbed my arm before saying "You may be an adult in law my dear but do you recall what I did to you girls when they did not keep their bedrooms tidy, Jo?"
"You s-s-spanked them, granny? I said stuttering"
"That is correct and it's time you my dear were reminded of it with haste" she said before adding "Over my knee right now".
Well this was great I thought. Does this mean I don't get my Egg after all as just went over her knew feeling just like her little girl all over again in trouble for spilling stuff before I felt a hand go up my skirt and "You won't need these" as she proceeded to pull my knickers down and give me a firm hand spanking".
"What do you have to say now" she asked. "I'm sorry for not keeping my room tidy, granny" I said as my bottom was stinging "and for needing a good spanking. I'll get it done right away".
"Well, I'll stay to help" you she said "and as you feel that's what you needed after all these years, Jo, let's say you let me spank you from now on, just like we used to then. Agreed Jo?"
"Yes granny and thank you. I'd rather you did as I haven't really grown up" I said.
"I know, Jo. Your my favourite forever little girl and I'll take care of you the way we did then"
After clearing it all up with granny's help, she said "Let's go back into the front room".
We went back in as she hand me this Thornton's chocolate egg and said "I was thinking if you truly deserved it earlier on but you put your back into the tidying up so you there you go, it's yours after all.
"Thank you for that lovely egg. I love unicorns."
"Well my dear you were all unicorns and smacked bottoms back then and nothing's changed in those has it?".
"No granny" I said before she was for off and I thanked her again with a few more places to call on.
Easter never felt more different and yet the same for being that eternal girl all over again, loving the simple life.
This week I'm going with Mothering Sunday aka Mothers Day in the UK with a twist
Given the number of times Miley has used spanking in shows and in photoshoots I'm very much inclined to say she certainly has a certain thing for spanking and possibly age play too which trust me is no bad thing!
Humorous cards and illustrations from another age that would outrage some have always interested me
Mothers and motherhood really need a bit more support and respect as children aren't going to raise themselves and girls need good role models.
*Exit stage left clutching sore behind.... 😉
While I normally have an idea for what end of year posts are like on my other blogs, this one for some strange reason never has one so like last years post could really of been any day of the weeks and sometimes I write something more like on my other blogs.
In a way that may be hard for the younger woman to understand, there was less of a difference between the world of the nineteen thirties to fifties to that of my own era as while some things had changed and the world was changing, much would not until the internet, electronic gaming and the smartphone took hold in the two-thousands.
Our world was simpler, we were less 'adult' in our teens, still playing using our imagination and making things.
A world of that, Enid Blyton, authors who wrote girls school and pony stories coupled with the sheer bliss of wearing a traditional pinafore dress for a variety of reasons touched on here and on the other blogs works out so well.
In fact with the messy messed up Covid world now you could say that really was more of help to me than much else although another side of that still in as schoolgirl mindset and headspace is I'm impulsive and easily lash out.
Having reliable adult authorities around to help dissuade me usually helps and normally I'd spend time with them for some tuition in everyday skills and remedial Maths and English as much as them dealing there and then with any issues with old school spanking that was in my childhood not that it was requirement so much of a rerun of the "If you stay at your cousins, they treat you as one of theirs", keeping me on my toes.
Covid did put a stop to that although I hope next year it can resume as old school parenting with spanking does help me be the best me I can, done with love.
For me it's never been about d/s kink stuff coming from a regressed past rather than play acting a scene.
Here's to a better pinafored and glowing New Year.
