return of the dumb guy

So, anyone who knows me, or likely if you have spent any time reading through this blog can piece together–at heart I am a dumb guy. Its not something I am ashamed of, its not something I try to hide.  When it comes to a lot of things that are not sports, work, working out–I am a dumb guy.

Sometimes I suppose it can be appealing, or at least mildly refreshing.  Other times its an impediment.

Case in point-I don’t shop well.  I am not a “things” person. Hell, I drive a 10 year old car with a cracked windshield, 150 miles and a hole in the front quarter panel.  I would not describe myself as cheap or even thrifty–but I just am not one to spend on things.  I would rather spend on experiences and events–stuff I can do with others as opposed to just stuff.

So Mistress and I celebrated our one-year anniversary–and I got her a couple of items read more about it here rather than recount it all.  In buying gifts for Mistress, my goal was to be thoughful, symbolic and show my love and devotion….

So when I was in the jewlery place, I saw a great heart pendant on a chain–and thought this is great, the way the pendant hung it would be right over Mistress’ heart–kind of like putting my heart near hers.

I never even considered the chain was well, flimsy at best–I am not sure I even looked at the chain-this for those who do not recognize it is Dumb Guy Shopping 101.

So, this lead to a little mis-direction, and a few moments of tension with Mistress-which is never good, and yesterday when it happened it was really not a good day for me.  But the good news is that we talked through it–I think I get what happened, and I know how to prevent it going further.

The moral of the story–and the good thing about this part is that males and females can share this keen insight–tops/bottoms, kinks/vanillas–it works for everyone….

Be a little holistic even when shopping–take some time and be sure you are getting something that fully conveys the thought and emotion you are looking to share….

we all have our places-its the boundries that keep moving….

so, if you have read through this blog at all–i hope its abundently clear how much i love my Mistress, how much i care for Her and how much i cherish our relationship and our time together.  and the reality is i am incredibly happy not just being Hers, but being with Her.

last weekend Mistress wanted to go pumpkin picking, so we climbed into my old car, and made a run not quite to farm country NJ, but out of the city and “to the country” to get a little taste of fall, a pumpkin and have some different time together.

this was the first time Mistress and i jumped into the car and headed off. normally its subways, city streets and rarely a cab. so this was a chance to also have a different kind of talk-car talk. its not pillo talk. its not restaurant conversation. its not scene chatter. its not subway murmurings. its car talk-closed in, and a chance to go where other conversations don’t.

on saturday, Mistress posing the question if our relationship had gone vanilla–and if this was good for Her.   and i am guessing the intention was to get me thinking–and it did.

was Mistress right, was our relationship losing its zest. was it going in a different direction. so now we had time to talk. and the really good thing about my relationship with Mistress is that we can talk-to each other.

and vanilla is something we both dont want to happen–we like things the way they are, and will work to keep it alive and growing–and hopefully growing together.