Category: Iris

Cleaning out the cobwebs

By Fireman Chris, August 10, 2009 11:02 AM

Hey everyone, remember me?

Yes, it’s definitely been awhile since I’ve blogged. Those who follow Sparkle’s blog (and my irregular posts this spring) may know some of this, but here’s a quick recap of the past few months:

March – My laptop died. Really died…as in the solder holding the graphic chip together crystallized due to heat from the CPU. The manufacturer doesn’t seem to think this is something THEY should fix, but would gladly sell me a new motherboard for $400. So, while awaiting the inevitable class action lawsuit (I’m not the only one having this problem), I resorted to sharing Sparkle’s laptop…and not much blogging as a result (did I mention this was the beginning of her busy work time?).

April – For some reason, at the end of March and beginning of April, I thought it would be a good time to take four 40 hour classes for work, two of which involved nights and weekends….and on top of three or four other weekends of work commitments. Again, did I mention this was the beginning of Sparkle’s busy time at work? I’m probably lucky I didn’t end up tied to the bed with a not-so-happy wife wielding all those evil implements I usually wield on her.

May – Not surprisingly, I don’t remember much of May. There were a couple more classes, a bunch of stuff at work, and last-minute company for Memorial Day weekend (my sister, brother-in-law and 14 month old nephew). Sparkle worked a lot, I entertained the princess a lot. Life at it’s usual pace around here in the spring.

June – Sparkle’s job was in full swing, culminating with the normal week-long trip. In years past, I’ve either stayed home with the princess or we’ve shipped her to her grandparents and then I’ve joined Sparkle for some (but not all) of the trip. This year, we all went beginning to end, which resulted in a lot of daddy/daughter time. This was exhausting, but I think very good for us as we don’t get to spend concentrated periods of time together, and she’s at the age where she very much enjoys doing so. So, while mommy worked, we played…amusement parks, aquariums, the park, shopping. She had a blast, as so did I (I also slept very well at night). We also managed to squeeze in a couple of visits with Iris and M. I also finally ordered a new laptop thanks to some long overdue money from my Hurricane Ike deployment.

July – Ahh, back to normal. Right? No? Ah yes, July’s the month we discovered that Sparkle should not engage in brush clearing on our property, especially not in cute shorts and a t-shirt. The girl is apparently VERY allergic to poison oak, and a nasty case of it led to an even nastier infection that culminated in a very worried EMT husband, a trip to the urgent care, an ambulance ride from urgent care to the hospital and four days of more daddy/daughter time while mommy got antibiotics pumped into her, and sent home with more medicines, a brand shiny new EpiPen and instructions that “maybe you should hire someone to clear brush from now on” from the doctor. At least the medications worked and we got mommy home just in time for her to get on a plane with the princess and fly her back to her grandparents’ in Indiana for a mid-summer vacation. Sparkle spent three days there and got home just in time for her birthday. She got a new laptop too (Dell loves us right now).

August – What better way to spend your first weekend in months sans child than to drive 350 miles without your wife for an overnight disaster drill? I sometimes wonder why I do these things…then I remember I’m apparently nuts! Still, it was fun, and I don’t get to see those people often enough anymore. But, aside from that, Sparkle and I have been spending a lot of time together. She’s been getting spanked most every night. We’ve been having sex most every night. Last week, we took an overnight trip into San Francisco and spent a lovely evening with Mija and Paul while they were in town. Yesterday, we took a day trip up the California coast above San Francisco. She mooned me in Mendocino (she mooned my camera too…that will be my next post). She got spanked on the side of the road. We got home exhausted, but happy to have the time to spend together. The princess comes home Wednesday, and mom-in-law will be here through the weekend, so we’re getting the most out of the last of our alone time. Tonight, we have a new local spanko friend coming over for dinner…she and I met while Sparkle was in Indiana, but the two of them haven’t met her yet.

So there you have it. Am I back to blogging regularly? I honestly don’t have an answer to that. Inspiration seems to come in fits and starts these days…I’ve even been neglecting Twitter for the past few weeks. I am spending time on FetLife and SpankoLife as well, and occasionally still hit the Happy Tails chatroom. I’m here, living life, and kink is always part of that, even if it does get sidelined from time to time. Blogging is part of that too, and even though I may disappear from time to time, it’s usually only ever temporary.

Random brain dump

By Fireman Chris, April 6, 2009 11:06 PM

Life’s still busy…I’ve had a whopping 2 days off in the past 4 weeks. Nothing bad, just classes and other work stuff that has to be done…and looking at at least 4 more weeks of the same. At least we’re getting down to SoCal this weekend for a couple days to see my family, and looks like we might even get some grown-up alone time with Iris and M (woohoo!).

I think I must be neglecting Sparkle’s bottom, because she’s been…well, if not incorrigible, then certainly brattier than normal. After leaving some bratty comments on my FetLife profile pics today, I added a new one from tonight showing what happens to bratty girls who do that. It’s there on FetLife if anyone’s so inclined to look…I’ve actually added a few new (or at least new to FL) photos lately.

Also, thanks to the influence of people like Adele Haze and Mija, I’ve also created a kinky Twitter account. You can find my tweets at http://twitter.com/Firemn_Chris. It’s not going to replace this blog by any means, but it’s a good place for more brief and routine thoughts to be posted.

And now, I think it’s past my bedtime. Night all.

A good belt

By Fireman Chris, January 29, 2009 9:15 PM

So a certain brat (whom I just so happen to have hairbrushed rather firmly…though apparently not firmly enough…this past weekend) took great glee in calling me out on my vanilla Facebook account for not having posted so far this year. No, she didn’t out me, but the few spankos who are also friends with my vanilla identity obviously knew what she was talking about.

So, despite the fact that I want to haul her over my lap again and turn her backside all sorts of lovely shades of red (OK, OK, so I always want to do that), I’ll grudgingly admit that she’s right. I haven’t posted yet in 2009, and here it is almost the end of January. The energy’s been going other places lately, including having a lot of fun as a vanilla on Facebook (I’m pretty much done with MySpace), travelling with Sparkle and the princess, travelling without Sparkle and the princess, playing with my infant nephew and doing various other things.

Not that kink hasn’t been there too. Thus, the subject of this post.

I’ve never been a great fan of belts and long straps as implements. For whatever reason, I’ve never felt like I have good enough control of them. You can land any implement in the wrong spot occasionally, but using a belt has always felt like it’s more likely to land in the correct spot more out of luck than any skill on my part.

I like shorter straps. We have the lovely one from The London Tanner and it’s slightly longer sibling. One of the very first implements I ever used was a wonderful strap with a wooden handle that I’ve been looking for a mate to ever since.

Yes, I know a belt can be shortened by doubling it or wrapping it. I’ve tried that before, and never cared for the results either.

Until a couple Fridays ago.

I had the day off, and had spent the morning doing some post-holiday chores. Sparkle and I had a business-type appointment with someone at the house, and once he’d left, I grinned at her and suggested (OK, so it wasn’t really a suggestion) that she go downstairs and remove her clothes. Hey, alone in the house with no child…what would you do?

Of course, at first, my clothes stayed on…I rather enjoy having my wife naked while I’m dressed.

Sparkle had made some comment to me a few days earlier about how sexy it is when a man takes his belt off (probably while I was taking my belt off). So, once she was good and warm, I took my belt off as she lay on her stomach next to me and asked her if she still found it sexy.

I’m a fan of fairly plain belts as the ones used to hold my pants up, and am very picky about the type/feel of the leather and the type of buckle. In fact, I had two very plain Levi belts that I liked so much I wore until they were practically disintegrating because I couldn’t find the same type anywhere. I finally found replacements last year at a western wear store in Reno, and they’re well broken in by now.

On a whim, I folded the belt in half and smacked her backside with it. I mentioned I’m not generally a fan of the doubled belt. The loop either seems to be too stiff, meaning the belt lands funny, or it ends up acting as a “slap stick” and makes a lot of noise.

Apparently, my belt was broken in to the proper point where the loop flattened out very nicely without the slap stick effect.

I think Sparkle was surprised too. She arched her bottom up for more.

I proceeded to give her a nice, long strapping with the belt. There were definitely more “mmms” than “owws” coming from her since she was so well warmed up, and I found myself enjoying using the belt for the first time.

And I’ve enjoyed it since as well.

Adventures of the (temporarily) one-armed man

By Fireman Chris, November 24, 2008 4:58 PM

Just got home from my follow-up appointment with my orthopedic surgeon. I’ve now seen, via the wonders of x-ray, the hardware they put in my arm . It looks suspiciously like stuff I’ve bought at Home Depot a number of times.

I also got to see my arm from the outside for the first time since before Iris and M’s wedding. Ugh. The first thing I did when I got home was scrub it.

That’s right, I’m no longer bandaged/splinted up. I’m back in a removable brace over a cloth sock-like liner. I can take it off and shower again without a plastic bag snugged over my arm.

Only problem is that, without the brace, I have the disconcerting sensation that my hand is about to fall off at any moment. Over 3 weeks of non-use and constant bracing does lead to some atrophy, and it’s a very weird sensation. I’ve been instructed to start working on my range-of-motion in my hand and wrist, but I’m not to actually use the limb yet. PT will start in two weeks, and I’m told that will probably not be fun.

As Sparkle mentioned on her blog, this was a very busy weekend for us…and a frustrating one for me. I really don’t like the feeling of being restricted in what I can do. I enjoy sitting around with my feet up some, but I also enjoy being physically active, and this weekend seemed to be about reminding me what I can’t do right now.

It’s been frustrating enough (but fun in its own way) to have to ask Sparkle to button my uniform pants every morning before leaving for work. Friday, however, was trash day, a chore I usually handle myself. Not only was it the normal trash, but also the debris from the home improvement work we’ve been having done since I was in Texas. And trash day here is a bit more than some places…you see, we don’t have street-side trash pickup. Well, we do, but it either entails dragging cans downhill about a quarter-mile (and then back up) or loading them in my truck and driving them down. And once you’ve loaded them and driven them the quarter-mile to where the trash truck will get them, you might as well drive them the extra half-mile to the transfer station and dump them yourself, which is what we do. And what we did Friday: one trip for garbage, one for construction debris, and one for recycling.

Of course, I couldn’t load trashcans into my truck one-handed, so Sparkle had to help. There are certainly other things I’d prefer doing with Sparkle than hauling trash, but such is semi-rural living. And as she mentioned on her blog as well, sex has had its own challenges (at least my spanking arm is OK).

More frustrating was yesterday, when we decorated the outside of the house for Christmas. Despite a it of grumbling every year, I do enjoy this tradition, and while I usually need some help with it, this year I felt incredibly limited on what I could physically do, and very frustrated as a result. The lights look good, but it’s not what I really wanted to do, so I felt somewhat like our first Christmas in this house is suffering as a result. Silly, I know, but rationality doesn’t necessarily always fit into the equation.

Still, I’m feeling better today than I have for several days as it feels like progress is being made, and I keep reminding myself that in the scheme of things, this is a relatively minor injury with relatively minor inconveniences, and I’m really a very lucky guy.

Guess that’s a good thought to have going into the Thanksgiving holiday.

We’re off tomorrow afternoon to visit my family through the weekend, and will get to visit the newlyweds as well. I may pirate the neighbors’ WiFi a bit, but probably won’t be on much, so Happy Thanksgiving to all.

Under the gun and under the knife

By Fireman Chris, November 13, 2008 7:36 AM

Not a long post since I need to leave for work in a few minutes, but one I needed to write.

I’m scheduled to go in for surgery on my wrist this afternoon. Or possibly this evening, or even tomorrow…there still remains some question as to when it will occur, but there’s no doubt that it DOES need to occur. I saw the orthopedic surgeon on Monday, and aside from the break I knew about, there’s also a split in the bone and I’ll soon be the proud owner of a screw, a metal plate and who knows what other metal hardware in my arm. Thankfully, it’s an outpatient procedure and I should be sleeping in my own bed tonight (or at least on my own couch).

There’s several things I’ve wanted to write about this week, but between my own preoccupation with my arm, the difficulty in typing with said arm and a major project at work (hence the “under the gun” part of the title of this post and why I’m going into work the same day I’m scheduled for surgery), I haven’t. In fact, I’ve been asleep before 10:00 most nights this week, which is early for me.

But that being said, here’s a quick rundown of things I’ll hopefully write about soon:

  • Iris and M are married! Woohoo!
  • A broken left arm doesn’t really impede giving a spanking with one’s right arm. Thank goodness.
  • The princess seems to have a renewed fascination with bottoms. Oh Lord.

Either Sparkle or I will keep you updated on how my newly airport un-friendly arm is.

Blue sparks are coming from WHAT???

By Fireman Chris, May 29, 2008 10:28 PM

So there I was, laying in bed engaged in post-coital snuggling with Sparkle, when I hear a text message alert from my cell phone on the dresser.

There’s generally only one person besides the one I was snuggling with who texts me. Iris. And sure enough, there was a message from her with this rather important question:

Hey Mr. Fireman: could a vibrator with bad/old wiring start a fire in my bed?

Eleven digits were quickly punched into the phone (while imagining how in the world the fire investigator would write up that report) followed by a quick greeting and a more detailed description of the issue. A description that included the phrase “blue sparks”.

Now, I’m not an expert when it comes to vibrators, but blue sparks are generally a bad thing when they’re coming from any electrical appliance, especially one being used in such a sensitive anatomical area.

I suggested, in rather strong terms, that she might just want to unplug said device before she got to meet my firefighting brethren in her town. She responded that she was rather comfortable where she was and that the new vibrator (purchased recently due to the fact that blue sparks are only the latest issue with the current one) was all the way on the other side of the room.

I again suggested, in even stronger terms and with phrases such as “young lady” and “when I get my hands on you”, that she unplug the arcing device with all due haste.

She responded with a raspberry.

Two raspberries, in fact.

I cheerfully reminded her that I’ll be seeing her in a couple of weeks and that her backside is essentially toast when I do, then told her one last time to unplug the coruscating device and plug in the new one so she could finish what she was doing and go to bed.

The phrase “yes sir” just isn’t quite as effective when it’s said in a bratty tone, but she did finally unplug the malfunctioning vibrator before saying good night.

There won’t be any blue sparks when I see her, but something is definitely going to be glowing.

Overheard in our house

By Fireman Chris, April 17, 2008 9:46 PM

Sparkle: “Are you horny?”
me: “Um, not particularly.”
Sparkle: “Good!”

To be fair, my sweet brat of a wife has had a killer cold for about a week, and it was more relief at me not subjecting her to a fit of coughing at an inopportune moment than a true lack of interest. Still, I laughingly told her when she said it that I had my next blog post right there.

Not that life’s been without kink. The last of Sparkle’s eight anal sex punishments has been meted out: I think this is the longest we’ve gone without “real” sex since we’ve been living in the same state, however, but I’m not complaining. And she’s still getting her nightly bedtime spanking (though we both seem to have forgotten about last night’s…her from being sick and me from being pissed about something that happened at work). And she’s feeling enough better tonight that some fun will probably be had tomorrow on my day off while the princess is at school.

Life’s good on other fronts: as Iris has announced on her blog, she and M are engaged! She sent me a picture the other night of her hand with the ring , and we’re all (including the princess) very excited about the news.

Now I’d better go plot what I’m going to do to Sparkle’s bottom tomorrow.

Getting back to normal

By Fireman Chris, March 18, 2008 9:55 PM

Well, the move is complete…more or less.

Sparkle, the princess and I moved into our new house the weekend before last. We’ve just about moved everything from our rental place, except for a few odds and ends. There are boxes stacked in every room of the new house, but we’re slowly sorting through them and getting our lives back to normal.

We even have internet now…for 2 whole days so far. We’d ordered DSL before we moved so we’d have it when we arrived (a big requirement for Sparkle’s job). Unfortunately, our phone company sent us a faulty modem, so we had to wait for a new one, which thankfully works.

We also took a trip down south this past weekend. My sister had a baby a few weeks ago, so we wanted to see them, and Sparkle had some work stuff to do. We also got to visit Iris and M at their place, which was a lot of fun. Especially when M asked, while we were sitting in their living room, “So, are these girls going to get spanked tonight?” This, of course, quickly resulted in Iris going across my lap and Sparkle being made to kneel on their leather recliner and bent over the back by M. Ahhh, good times with good friends!

Life’s still going to be crazy for a bit…we have family visiting this weekend and then are traveling again for a wedding (which I’m in) the following weekend. But despite all that, I’m finally feeling settled for the first time in almost a year.

At least as long as I ignore the cardboard boxes behind me.

Christmas with kinky friends

By Fireman Chris, December 23, 2007 2:17 PM

As I mentioned in my travelogue post, Sparkle, the princess and I are currently staying with Iris and M for a couple of days of our visit to SoCal

After a very nice brunch this morning, we exchanged our gifts back here at their apartment.

This is the book the princess got from them:

Of course, the book has nothing to do with our definition of “tops and bottoms”, but we all laughed when she opened it nonetheless.

They also got a book for Sparkle:

Rather fitting, I think.

This was the other gift they gave us. I’ll leave the specifics to your imagination…at least until Sparkle and I have a chance to play with it.

Not too surprisingly, we got them a book too (and some naughty…in the Christmas sense…towels):

Somehow, I don’t think the gift exchange with my family tomorrow will be quite as interesting.

Merry Christmas!

What are you thankful for?

By Fireman Chris, November 21, 2007 10:35 PM

Less than 12 hours from now, Sparkle, the princess and I will be driving south to spend Thanksgiving with my family. This will be the first trip we’ve made down there in over a month, since the close of escrow on our house. While I’m not particularly looking forward to 300-some miles of driving (each way), it will be good to see my family again.

Given how crazy this year has been, I have taken more time this year than I usually do to reflect on what I’m thankful for. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays to begin with, but this year, it just seems even more pertinent. So here they are, in no particular order:

1) Sparkle – I have no idea how I would have survived the past 8 months without my loving, wonderful wife. Honestly, without her, I probably never would have made this move…not because it wouldn’t have been a good thing, but because I probably wouldn’t have let myself take the chance. Even with being apart, she’s been there for me, supporting me and loving me, and I can’t thank her enough for that.

2) The princess – I know being apart from me was hard for her as well, but her natural exuberance and love never really let that show (at least when we’re together). Opening the front door at the end of the day and hearing her squeal “Daddy! You’re home!” is one of the best sounds in the world. Her whole life has been changed as well, and yet, every day is a new adventure for her. I love her excitement and curiosity, and her energy often energizes me (and sometimes exhausts me).

3) My parents – My parents seem to have finally reconciled with my sister over some issues that they, frankly, unfairly made into issues that never should have been. It’s been a painful chapter in our lives, but they do seem to be past it and for that I am truly thankful.

4) My sister, brother-in-law and soon-to-be niece or nephew – My sister married a wonderful man this past May, and put their honeymoon to good use as they’re expecting a child in February. I am so happy for her, and thankful that she has such a wonderful partner to start her own family with. I honestly can’t wait to be an uncle and hold that newest member of our larger family. And, of course, pay her back for all the times she’s spoiled our daughter.

5) Iris – I don’t know if Iris even now fully understands what a blessing she’s been in our lives. She’s struggled with many things in her own life over the past year, and yet she’s always been there for us. I know she was a tremendous help to Sparkle’s work and sanity during my absence, with taking care of our princess and being there as a friend for Sparkle. She’s more than a friend…she’s family, and all three of us are ever grateful for her presence in our lives. I’m also so very thankful that she and M have reconciled, to the point of moving in together.

6) Our new “life” – Hard as it has been at times, this move has been good in so many ways. I love my new job…it’s the first one in my 11 year career that I can see staying in long term. It’s still strange to me to think of myself as a full-time paid firefighter. At one point in my life, I’d hoped for that, but for the past several years, it’s not even been on the radar, and now here I am. We love the area, and in fact, just made an offer on a new house this week. We miss our friends and my family, of course, but friendships and family endure and it makes us appreciate the time we do have together with them even more.

There’s so much more. Other friends, other family. The financial stability we enjoy. All the blessings in our lives. I’m thankful for each of them, even the ones I can’t articulate.

What are you thankful for?

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