Telehealth experience

I did something different this morning. I had my first telehealth experience. My company offers EQ Care as part of its health benefits plan.

For a while, I have not been thrilled with the health care that I've been receiving from my doctor. We have a good rapport. I have liked doing phone calls with her during the pandemic. I don't have to wait at the doctors office for at least two hours.

I don't like her support staff. Everything from telling me to get my health card renewed when the province of Ontario says that it's okay to have an expired one during a pandemic, to another saying that I have to come in for my appointment no matter what, has rubbed me the wrong way.

The catch to doing EQ Care is that you do need your camera turned on. It works rather well through a browser on my phone. I can also download the app.

I had a great experience. I got my prescription renewed and it got sent to my regular pharmacy. A person from my pharmacy called me to say that it would be ready whenever I was free to drop by. Yay!

Video of my late friend

I wanted to sleep in on Friday. I did manage to get more sleep, but I received a couple of text messages at 09:00.

They were from my dear friend's husband. She had passed away in early January. He was using her phone to text me, like he did back in January, and said that it automatically put all photos featuring her into a video. He then texted me this video.

It's a nice keepsake to have. When we met up, we rarely took photos together or of each other. I have a handful of them from trips spent with her over the years and I cherish them. This video is special, to remember her by.

The last photo is recent one, probably closer to her passing. She looked thin and tired, which would be expected going through chemotherapy.

I have been thinking about her often. It's nice that I am now keeping in touch with her husband.

Staycation and plans for a birthday spanking

Last year, I was in Ottawa on vacation, celebrating Canada Day. It's incredible how different this year looks and feels.

While on vacation last year, I didn't give myself a birthday spanking. Being out and about as a tourist didn't make me even think about it.

I'm thinking about it now. It does get me aroused and excited.

I have a few plans. It's a question of figuring out which one I want the most and how long I want to spank myself for.

In the meantime, I came across this birthday spanking video. I like the idea of taking someone else's birthday swats.

Having video on a work call should not be mandatory

I have a love-hate relationship with my manager. Ever since we have all been working from home, he has been on my case to have my laptop's video camera on when we have meetings.

First, my Internet connection was horribly slow for the last two months. It wasn't until I called my Internet Service Provider and got a new modem that I have seen a huge improvement with my connection.

Second, I don't care much for having video on. A colleague thought that I was shy. I'm not. I choose not to. I am comfortable that way. Always have been. Always will be.

This conversation has surfaced from my manager at least four times. Every time, I have made it clear that I prefer not to have video on. I hate that I have to go through it every time and that he has poor listening skills.

His manager insists that his team have video on. If she were my manager, I would say the same thing. It is not mandatory to have video on all calls. It is a choice. My manager said in a sentence that we "have to." I shot that down immediately.

I have a feeling that he misses seeing me, but can't express it. Well, the more you pressure me to turn my video camera on, the more I will resist. It should not be a forced option.

I feel like he has no respect for me. Is he that slow or thick that he doesn't get it?

It has been a long week. I want the weekend to start now.

Mother's Day and sharing multimedia with family twelve hours away

Just like that, the weekend is over.

Yesterday, I wished my mom a happy Mother's Day over the phone. I shared a photo of her from years ago on a social media account, which sparked a nice conversation with my cousin. She lives in Hong Kong. I'm in the suburbs of Toronto. She is the youngest cousin on my mom's side. I'm the oldest.

We have never met in person. Yet, our conversations over the years make us both feel like we truly know each other well.

She showed my photo to my aunt and uncle, which made them happy. Both my uncle (my mom's baby brother) and my mom have suffered strokes. They saw each other last summer when he and my aunt came to Toronto for a visit.

My cousin and I decided to try and get video and audio snippets of our parents now and again. I started off my sharing a video of some snow (yes, that's not a typo and it's the month of May) that came down on Saturday afternoon.

Technology does have its perks, especially when you are separated from family halfway across the world.

Work frustrations and self-spanking videos

My team has two software releases this week. The incompetent woman can't handle one of them. My entire team has to pitch in yet again on straightforward work.

Our other major release is smooth in comparison. It amazes me how argumentative and defensive she gets. Her communication is practically nonexistent. She assigned work for my intern to do without telling me. That's not how things work.

On an interesting note, I spent some time last night watching self-spanking videos. I applaud folks who have the guts to take self-spanking videos and post them up on SpankingTube. I could never do that.

I haven't spanked myself for a while. It was nice to get horny about it last night. Perhaps this weekend will be a good start.

A compliment from my manager

I worked from home on Tuesday. I had a conference call with my manager. As usual, he was running late.

I decided to review a video that my student had redone while waiting for him. When he got on the call, he heard part of it.

"Is that our student?" he asked me.
"Yes, it's a video that she did for our new application," I replied.
"She sounds professional," he complimented.
"She does. She's the only person on my team who is professional," I noted, hinting at the clueless woman in yesterday's post.
"There's you, too. Don't forget to include you. You count as 1.5 people on the professional scale, which makes up for her deficiency," he said.

It was a nice compliment to hear. I paid it forward and shared the compliment that my student got from our manager with her.

Sick, missing, and tired

I am still sick. I will likely take a sick day from work today. Currently, my nose is stuffed up, I'm tired, and I have a slight cough.

Being sick makes me think more about my guy breaking up with me. I miss what we had. I don't miss being hurt, as I'm already there.

He just sent me a video to watch. In his own way, he misses me. It makes me even more upset that he is perfectly fine carrying on. I can't do that. I need time to grieve. He isn't in tune with his emotions as much as I am. I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Although I have moments of sadness, I cannot sob in despair like I did the two previous times that he broke up with me. It's that inner strength this time that demands being treated better. It is his loss. I simply need to move on. It will happen with time.

I took naps throughout the day on Sunday. I felt better after each nap, but I am tired. I believe that I have earned a sick day to shake this cold off and heal from this breakup.

Treehouse time and a handjob

I reached over to my guy's crotch area. I felt his wallet.

"Your cock is rectangular these days," I teased, which made him laugh.
"You're almost there," he noted.

Being dopey from a wonderful orgasm and a hard spanking will do that to a girl.

I found his erect penis and started to stroke it. My guy was so turned on that he immediately brought his member out for me to hold and caress.

I kissed its head first and then the shaft. His cock was responsive, which I always enjoy.

My guy wanted a handjob, so I went to work. He brought his phone out and we watched a video of a woman being taken from behind by a man.

"That's me," I noted. "I need to get a garter belt like hers."
"That would be nice. I would like that a lot," he replied.

My guy came hard. His cum coated my entire hand and ran onto his thigh. I referred to his cum as being warm hand lotion. There was a lot of it, which I haven't witnessed in a long time.

He was dopey for the longest time. I kissed him on the cheek as we both cuddled.

"I love when you kiss me like that," he noted.
"You're nice to kiss," I replied.

Treehouse time is always a treat with him.

Thug-version of Macbeth on YouTube

My guy shared a YouTube video with me the other day. It was a summary of Shakespeare's Macbeth, explained by a thug. It was hilarious.

Part of me wishes that I had the video form when I had studied this play in grade 12. Instead, I had the equivalent of Coles Notes (Canadian version of Cliffs Notes) to read through, which helped a ton.

He knew that I would like this video. I like when we share such things with each other. It's fun and thoughtful.

Spanking me for not getting a perfect paper

My guy shared the following video with me. It's a video on the difference between white and Asian parents when it comes to reacting to their child's grades.

We have done a bit of role-playing where he asks for me to get a spanking implement to spank me with. However, we have never done a scene in which I am spanked for getting poor grades.

"I would love to give this scenario a try," I said to him.
"Me, too. Would you like to be over my lap or bent over when I spank you?" he asked me.
"How about both? You can bend me over and spank me over my panties. Then, I can be over your lap for a bare-bottomed spanking," I suggested.
"Sounds good to me, sweetie," he said.

It's great when we both like each other's suggestions.

Training and laughing

It's a short workweek. I thank Labour Day for helping me out. However, it has also been a busy one.

I have one student for eight months. I am grateful. Last year at around this time, I didn't have any. I handled everything on my own.

I am back to training. For a while, one of my students took over that task. She created slides.

The downside is that I don't enjoy taking over other people's slides. I have to try and get familiar with them. At times, the flow isn't right. At one stage, twenty slides were duplicated in the same presentation!

It's funny how when I reviewed them, everything looked fine. However, when I actually dive into training, I realized that my hands-on method is far more effective than some of the videos recorded by past students

At one stage, both the new student and I were laughing at a video. The information was so confusing! Yep, I have flagged that video to be updated.

I am enjoying training again. It's a nice change of pace. Thankfully, the new student and I get along well.

Long weekend is made for geeky projects and sleepyheads

It has been a three-day weekend for me, thanks to Family Day. Unfortunately, it has come to an end.

I have been fiddling around with geeky computer tasks that I once did often. For the longest time, my Mac mini has been without a speaker system. I finally got that resolved. I also ended up doing a few video conversions, so that I can play some of my videos on my phone. Don't worry -- nothing racy!

My guy continues to recover from jet lag. He told me that he is "sleeping around." I told him that he is my sweet slutty sleepyhead, which made him chuckle.

The Fifty Shades Darker DVD allegedly comes out in May. Pre-orders are already available on Amazon! I am going to hold off. Last time, Best Buy had a nice commemorative set that I snatched up last year for Fifty Shades of Grey. I am hoping for something similar with the second movie.

Travel, ruler, soreness, video, and jetlag

My guy is in Stockholm this week. We have fond memories of spending a week together a few years ago.

On Tuesday, we chatted on Skype. He asked me how long it took for the soreness to go away after my hard spanking with a purple ruler. The soreness lasted nearly three days. He told me that he was pleased and would spank me again when he is back in town.

He called me while working out at the gym, which is a five-minute walk from his hotel. While he was walking back, he turned on Skype's video feature on his phone. It was great to see his sweet face, warm smile, and perfectly uniform head.

He surprised me by taking a video shot of his head from above. It was sweet of him. I miss caressing it.

He was less jetlagged yesterday. Here's hoping that he continues to adjust as the week progresses.

Cheeky butt-drumming video

A few days ago, I saw this video on my Facebook feed. It's nice that it's also a cheeky Canadian video:

This video is to draw awareness of colon cancer. It has certainly made me more aware. It just so happens that this video does it in a fun way. Thanks, Colon Cancer Canada!

V is for MuchMusic Video Awards

I decided to watch the MuchMusic Video Awards (MMVA) on Sunday night. Yes, I had nothing better to do.

After watching the show, I feel like I am aging quickly. I didn't recognize half of the presenters, who are apparently all the range to teens and tweens. I do like Ed Sheeran, who was a co-host and also won a couple of awards.

More importantly, I was pleased that The Weeknd, a Canadian, won four awards himself. He sang "Earned It" from the Fifty Shades of Grey soundtrack. I didn't realize that Sam Taylor-Johnson, who directed Fifty Shades of Grey, the movie, also directed the "Earned It" video.

The crazy thing is that I have loved this song since it first hit the radio airwaves and its video is an extra feature on the Fifty Shades of Grey movie that I had downloaded from iTunes. I have yet to watch this video, because I have been so fascinated with the other extras from the movie itself. I also have been replaying the spanking scenes as often as I can.

Well, I should watch the music video now. =)

V is for video release for Fifty Shades of Grey

As you know from a previous post, I haven't read the Fifty Shade of Grey trilogy. I doubt that I ever will.

When I was in Montreal, I finally decided to see the movie at the theatre across from where I was staying. I loved it. I loved the movie so much that I want to see it again.

I recently received an e-certificate for a one-night stay at a hotel. It expires within the next six days. I decided to use it last Friday.

It's fun checking in to a hotel. I was away from home, so it was a nice staycation. I was much closer to my workplace, so getting there after work wasn't a huge journey. It had a kitchenette. I brought some food and made myself some dinner.

I powered on the television. Sure enough, Fifty Shades of Grey was one of the pay-per-view movies.

It was so tempting. Should I watch it?

Instead, I found out through iTunes that the movie will be released on May 1st. I will likely be the proud owner of that movie, so I can play the spanking scenes over and over again.

FetLife

I joined FetLife years ago. I am not sure why I did in the first place, other than the fact that I wanted to befriend other folks out there who like spankings.

The last time that I had logged on to this site was four years ago. Recently, I got a chat request from someone. I got an e-mail alert and decided to log on.

You would think that after so many years that I would neither remember my username, nor my password. I remembered them both on the first try. It was as if I had logged on yesterday.

The person who wrote to me was nice. We are chatting back and forth, trying to understand what we are both into while getting to know one another.

Would I ever want to be spanked by someone whom I am not dating? I have never thought about that till now.

Although I miss being spanked these days, I am just not in the right frame of mind to explore that avenue. I would rather have my guy spank me. In the meantime, watching birthday spanking videos and reading about every spanko's experience these days makes me content.

So, I will continue chatting with this person on FetLife. I am surprised that he took a chance on chatting with someone who hasn't logged on for years.

Bad, bad girl

Although he really isn't my guy anymore, I will stick with calling him that until I can figure out what other nickname to give him.

Anyway, we had a decent lunch together on Tuesday. I will write about that in a bit.

We still have a close friendship. At one point, I teased him. He took a pair of cheap wooden chopsticks at our usual Chinese restaurant and started slapping my hands with them. He called me a bad girl while doing so.

Under normal circumstances, when I am not grieving, I would be turned on by those words. I did come across this video recently. It's fitting.

I agree with a number of supporters both in the blogosphere and my in-town friends that I should continue to blog about how I feel. After all, I do write for a living and it does provide me comfort. Thanks for your encouragement while I sort out how I feel and try to pick myself back up.

Burlesque birthday spanking with paddle

This burlesque self-spanking video caught my eye the other day:

I have spanked myself in the past, but never quite like this woman did. Perhaps I should have given myself a birthday spanking a couple of months ago. Of course, it is never too late. =)