Panic

 I had rotator cuff surgery a few weeks ago.

Yesterday, my physical therapist noticed my stitches were inflamed and need to come out now and not wait until my appointment next week.  The Dr however wasn’t in so I resigned myself to wait.

However, my therapist did not forget and got me an appointment for today, which was great. But I had to go now.  And then I remembered I was wearing my powder blue lace panties.  

Panic

I could go home and change to boy underwear but  I would be late, so I “manned” up.

I went to the appointment,  took off my shirts and tighten the belt on my pants so they wouldn’t slip

And all was right with the world. No worries

Yes I’m still here

 I know I don’t post often 

Just not a lot happens in my life that’s  share worthy

But last week i had to have a chest X-ray  as a preop for surgery later sthis month

I was told to face the wall and press my nose against the wall

All I could think of was “what was I being punished for now” 😂

If they only knew how happy I was and what I was thinking 

I am one happy gurl

Anniversary surprise

 It was our anniversary this week. 

I bought her flowers, a book and another nice gift

She got me earrings. Beautiful dangling earrings. 

I cried. I love her so 

Vacation surprise

 Well, we took a cruise to Antarctica. 

Had a great time. Icebergs penguins, seals whales.  A trip of a lifetime.

But what made it really exciting happened back in our cabin.

Before we went to breakfast, Lady A was blow drying her hair in the cabin, not the bathroom.

Well, there was a lot of steam. And evidently, the smoke alarm was having none of it.

And off it went. 

They don’t ignore smoke alarms on a ship.

Even though A waved the steam away and the alarm stopped, they get notified on the bridge and the fire control center.  Almost immediately, there was knock on the cabin door.  firefighters to assess the situation.  I’m glad they react that quickly.  Checked the smoke detector and advised her to use the ship provided hair dryer instead of hers. 

Where was I? Reclining on a semi hidden sofa, in my long pink nightgown.   Just bottom of the nightgown and legs sticking out. Never had a chance to move or change clothes. The fireman never looked around the corner nor inspected the rest of the cabin.  Just the alarm. But for a moment, my heart pounded much louder than the door knock or alarm. Made for a memorable moment. Whew.

Humbled beyond belief

oh my

I’m stunned.  Absolutely stunned

Sweet sissy Billie called me out this week in her blog in a good way

Check this out 

https://subhusbandsflr.blogspot.com/2024/02/websites-and-different-week-for-me.html

 And to be even listed in the same post as Karrie, formally know as Lur King, who has done such a service to all of us for recreating Saragirl's old blog and Poppet  Subslut,  who is in a whole wonderful category of her own, just blows this little sissy's mind. 

Billie, 🥰

I'll be away for vacation for a few weeks, but I will definitely start posting more of my re awakened journey 

I appreciate you all more than you could even imagine 

❤️

Marci Ann

Golf anyone?

 I was playing golf earlier this year and came upon this beautiful image.

It reminded me of a certain someone’s blog.

Yes. I sent it to Sara right away 

What’s in a name?

I'm almost positive that most of the world only know us by the names selected by our parents, our given names. Yet, in private, we are known also by names that reflect who we are, or wish we could be. A name that we have chosen. 

 It's a choice we don’t take lightly, I’m sure. 

Why do I mention this? Well, my chosen name, Marciann, is slightly unusual.

What made me choose this name instead of, Ellie, Julie, Katie,  Debbie, Jill  or even Marci, names I did consider?  

It was actually an easy choice.  Marciann was the name of my great, great grandmother. If I were born female, it would have been my given name. It was simple as that.

I think it might be interesting to hear how we chose our names.

 Care to share?