jaybird1967
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American snack food. Baked and salted cheddar cheese crackers.Oh brie would be so good... (no idea what cheez-its are, but sounds artificial)
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American snack food. Baked and salted cheddar cheese crackers.Oh brie would be so good... (no idea what cheez-its are, but sounds artificial)
Ah ok. I rather vary which cheese I have on my crackers.American snack food. Baked and salted cheddar cheese crackers.
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Have you ever had smoked cream cheese? I fix it two ways. One I season it with bbq seasoning and serve with crackers. Second, I cover it in apple pie seasoning and smoke it with apple pie filling, and serve with graham crackers.Whereas I'm craving something savoury. Though some breakfast cookies might work, too. Seems I can't get enough of savoury these days, but the easy snacks are mostly sweet![]()
Unfortunately I don't have possibility to do any smoking in a city apartment. And now even bbq season is over, it's too cold to do that.Have you ever had smoked cream cheese? I fix it two ways. One I season it with bbq seasoning and serve with crackers. Second, I cover it in apple pie seasoning and smoke it with apple pie filling, and serve with graham crackers.
I have a pellet grill I use. If you have enough clothes it is always bbq seasonUnfortunately I don't have possibility to do any smoking in a city apartment. And now even bbq season is over, it's too cold to do that.
But the little in me is rejoicing the start of the winter light season!I should, in fact, soon put up the rest of the lights on my balcony.
I can only have electric grill on the balcony, so not good for smoking.I have a pellet grill I use. If you have enough clothes it is always bbq season![]()
It has been unseasonably warm here. It is raining today and finally cooler temps. No freeze yet but we are past due.I can only have electric grill on the balcony, so not good for smoking.
And I'm a very easily frozen little creature. There are practical reasons for me to not bbq in winter. We already had the first frozen night here.
I'm lying in bed this morning, listening to the wind and rain throwing themselves against the window. On the other side of the room, I hear the shower through the bathroom door. Today, my heart is full. I did not, as I was hoping, get my "burrito treatment" last night. After running errands most of yesterday, we arrived home just as the rain began. We carried our purchases inside, put the groceries away, and he grabbed a couple of cold beers. After opening mine and handing it to me, he went out onto the front porch and sat, watching the rain fall. Rain has been a rare occurrence here for the past couple of months. Eventually, I joined him, and we sat quietly watching the rain. After finishing our beers, I asked if he still intended to roll me up. He just smiled and told me that he had a better idea. He stood, took my hand, and swept me up into his arms. Then he carried me out into the rain. I kicked and screamed, trying to escape, to no avail. He only held me tighter. Eventually, I gave up. I asked what he was doing, and he said that we hadn't danced in the rain in a long time. Then he put me down and pulled me close while we danced on the lawn, rain soaking our clothes and dripping off our hair. In his deep, raspy voice that speaks of need, and is reserved for our intimate times, he told me that all he needs in life is me. For a few moments, life was perfect. I know the stress will start again tomorrow, but it doesn't matter, as long as it rains occasionally.As usual, you are the Wise Owl. We are out and about today, running errands and taking care of life things. He says that when we get home, he’ll roll me up and hold me for a while. It can’t hurt!
There are other days to get burrito treatment, but you can't dance in the rain just any dayI'm lying in bed this morning, listening to the wind and rain throwing themselves against the window. On the other side of the room, I hear the shower through the bathroom door. Today, my heart is full. I did not, as I was hoping, get my "burrito treatment" last night. After running errands most of yesterday, we arrived home just as the rain began. We carried our purchases inside, put the groceries away, and he grabbed a couple of cold beers. After opening mine and handing it to me, he went out onto the front porch and sat, watching the rain fall. Rain has been a rare occurrence here for the past couple of months. Eventually, I joined him, and we sat quietly watching the rain. After finishing our beers, I asked if he still intended to roll me up. He just smiled and told me that he had a better idea. He stood, took my hand, and swept me up into his arms. Then he carried me out into the rain. I kicked and screamed, trying to escape, to no avail. He only held me tighter. Eventually, I gave up. I asked what he was doing, and he said that we hadn't danced in the rain in a long time. Then he put me down and pulled me close while we danced on the lawn, rain soaking our clothes and dripping off our hair. In his deep, raspy voice that speaks of need, and is reserved for our intimate times, he told me that all he needs in life is me. For a few moments, life was perfect. I know the stress will start again tomorrow, but it doesn't matter, as long as it rains occasionally.
That sounds absolutely beautiful and intimate.I'm lying in bed this morning, listening to the wind and rain throwing themselves against the window. On the other side of the room, I hear the shower through the bathroom door. Today, my heart is full. I did not, as I was hoping, get my "burrito treatment" last night. After running errands most of yesterday, we arrived home just as the rain began. We carried our purchases inside, put the groceries away, and he grabbed a couple of cold beers. After opening mine and handing it to me, he went out onto the front porch and sat, watching the rain fall. Rain has been a rare occurrence here for the past couple of months. Eventually, I joined him, and we sat quietly watching the rain. After finishing our beers, I asked if he still intended to roll me up. He just smiled and told me that he had a better idea. He stood, took my hand, and swept me up into his arms. Then he carried me out into the rain. I kicked and screamed, trying to escape, to no avail. He only held me tighter. Eventually, I gave up. I asked what he was doing, and he said that we hadn't danced in the rain in a long time. Then he put me down and pulled me close while we danced on the lawn, rain soaking our clothes and dripping off our hair. In his deep, raspy voice that speaks of need, and is reserved for our intimate times, he told me that all he needs in life is me. For a few moments, life was perfect. I know the stress will start again tomorrow, but it doesn't matter, as long as it rains occasionally.

It was incredibly sweet of him. Fortunately, the rain masked my tears. He always seems to know exactly what I need. Best Husband and Daddy Dom ever.That sounds absolutely beautiful and intimate.![]()
Question.... Do you think a form of DD/lg could be in the form of building up your little without the usual submission one might expect in such a relationship?
I agree with bfg.Question.... Do you think a form of DD/lg could be in the form of building up your little without the usual submission one might expect in such a relationship? For example, a woman/little who has been treated poorly to the point of her self esteem being destroyed, the dom being the one who challenges her to help build her back up. Sometimes push her to do things out of her comfort zone knowing doing so will help build up her self esteem and make her more comfortable with herself and have a lasting positive effect on her self worth.
In this way, she might be a form of submissive, looking to her dom to be the one to give her strength and guidance to step out of her walls she's built around herself because of life situations that have broken her down and made insecurities bloom as opposed to seeking permission for activities/decisions in a more traditional dom/sub setting.
It wouldn't be a traditional DD/lg in the sense there's no discipline or rules/guidelines set forth. Just in the sense of the little looking to her dom for the strength, direction and support she feels she does not possess on her own.
Just curious of others' opinion on this as it's been a thought that crossed my mind today.
More widely speaking, DD/lg is just a version of CG/l aka caregiver/little, which doesn't necessarily have dominance, though it's common. I also personally know a couple where the little is the dominant. (Their interaction are sometimes wild to see.)Do you think a form of DD/lg could be in the form of building up your little without the usual submission one might expect in such a relationship?
I'm still figuring out how many different forms a d/s relationship can be. It's quite interesting and can take far more forms than I originally thought when I was first introduced to this topic.Yes!!! I've had this type of Dom. Long distance and only to help me after my divorce. I think it's perfect because he needed to guide and I needed to heal.
He asked what area I wanted to improve, and I said time management. Then, one day, he heard my voice after talking to my ex - and he was determined to help me be stronger in dealing with him. I stood in my room on the phone practicing how to say "fuck off" without squeaking and no question mark at the end. (I would cry just knowing the ex was on the phone) So...this was important, too. Saying things like I mean it. Standing up for myself. Etc.
So YES! I'm glad you asked this question.
Building us up is important. Sometimes we need that more than discipline. Someone to nurture and care for us.
Oh, as many as there are couples. And even for a couple, it may vary over time as you've noticed. Most forms don't have their own name.I'm still figuring out how many different forms a d/s relationship can be.
I guess you just nailed my pitfall. I'm the type that likes to put things into organized categories but this is definitely something that is fluid and completely unique to each couple.Oh, as many as there are couples. And even for a couple, it may vary over time as you've noticed. Most forms don't have their own name.
There's nouse trying to fit them into boxes. Terms are given to phenomena that are more like a rainbow of fuzzy blotches on a paper, often overlapping. They are very much imperfect, and mostly just give some idea about whether we're talking about (or searching) some violet or yellow stuff. Even distinguishing between green and turquoise can be difficult!
I had a bit of the same issue upon entering the bdsm world. But I've talked with many people and noticed how you indeed can probably find someone somewhere doing whatever combination and shade you can think of.I guess you just nailed my pitfall. I'm the type that likes to put things into organized categories but this is definitely something that is fluid and completely unique to each couple.