Holidays are hard on everyone it seems, and this year, the holidays were very hard on my backside! Stress tends to cause me to fly off the handle at anyone around. And, lately, the person who's been around the most has been Bo. He doesn't take kindly to my witchy ways anymore, and, as i found out, holidays are no exception.

Christmas Day was wonderful overall. Our daughter loved her gifts, we talked to family and friends, and capped the night off at the movies. But I had been surpressing the angst of the holiday preparations and finally just had a meltdown after our daughter was in bed. I had so many things on my mind and just couldn't get them out in a respectful manner. So, out came the paddle. And down came my pajama pants. Bo almost always spanks OTK as he did this time. We were in the living room to be away from our daughter's room. The sofa is great for sitting on, but upended with my head almost touching the floor, I was wishing we were snuggling instead. My feet were cold, but soon my butt was very warm. That paddle causes a fierce sting and a bit of a thud as well.

Honestly, I was not only resigned to what was happening, but I was glad. Yes, glad. Bo was continuing to be consistent, even on holidays, and I knew I had been wrong. I need the accountability and the released guilt afterward. We did end up cuddling on the sofa a little later, and ,once again, DD helped bring peace back to our home.