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Feb. 22nd, 2015 12:47 pmI'm back at the Jacksonville airport. I'm a bit early for my flight, but I'm comfortable. On an impulse, I purchased a new pair of headphones and I'm enjoying some of my music.
I'm also wearing Master's collar again. Sometimes, Master will catch me reaching up to touch it through my shirt, and He tells me that this makes Him happy.
Until this weekend, I didn't realize just how often I do this. In fact, a few minutes after putting it back on, then selecting what I wanted to listen to, I leaned back and caught myself automatically running my finger over the chain.
Yesterday, I challenged my mom to a game of Scrabble, and beat her twice. I remember our scores being a lot closer, but perhaps we haven't played that game since I was in high school.
She took me out to show off their new RV, which is very nice, indeed. Also of interest: I could go outside in just my hoodie and feel perfectly comfortable.
Dinner was my mom's beef stew, with dinner rolls for dunking and dredging. Comfort food! Dessert was a blueberry cobbler and vanilla ice cream.
This morning, we left the house a little early and stopped along the way for some breakfast. As we were riding along, I determined that I haven't visited my folks since 2009. I really am a bad son. My mom, however, says that I'm no more a bad son than they are bad parents, and that the channels of communication work both ways. Anyway, I intend to at least visit for a weekend later this year.
So, now I'm preparing to fly back to the frozen north. Dinner with Russell tonight, then back to the office tomorrow and back to Master tomorrow evening. This has been a good trip, but I'm happy to be going home.
I'm also wearing Master's collar again. Sometimes, Master will catch me reaching up to touch it through my shirt, and He tells me that this makes Him happy.
Until this weekend, I didn't realize just how often I do this. In fact, a few minutes after putting it back on, then selecting what I wanted to listen to, I leaned back and caught myself automatically running my finger over the chain.
Yesterday, I challenged my mom to a game of Scrabble, and beat her twice. I remember our scores being a lot closer, but perhaps we haven't played that game since I was in high school.
She took me out to show off their new RV, which is very nice, indeed. Also of interest: I could go outside in just my hoodie and feel perfectly comfortable.
Dinner was my mom's beef stew, with dinner rolls for dunking and dredging. Comfort food! Dessert was a blueberry cobbler and vanilla ice cream.
This morning, we left the house a little early and stopped along the way for some breakfast. As we were riding along, I determined that I haven't visited my folks since 2009. I really am a bad son. My mom, however, says that I'm no more a bad son than they are bad parents, and that the channels of communication work both ways. Anyway, I intend to at least visit for a weekend later this year.
So, now I'm preparing to fly back to the frozen north. Dinner with Russell tonight, then back to the office tomorrow and back to Master tomorrow evening. This has been a good trip, but I'm happy to be going home.
