Thursday, September 12, 2013

The first time...

All names have been changed to protect the innocent.  :0)

I grew up in a small town and a wonderful neighborhood.  All the parents knew each other, as they all had grown up together.  This meant that the kids of the neighborhood could pretty much run free, as everyone looked out for us. If it was time to eat, we were fed and if it was getting dark we were sent home. 

We had one home that became the social hub, all of us kids would gathered there the most. It was right smack in the middle of the neighborhood and they ALWAYS had home made cookies on hand. They had 8 kids already, so maybe the theory at that point was what was a few more coming and going..  Naturally Marie became like a second Mom to most of us, since we were all there on a regular basis. I know this was true for me, as my BFF growing up was her son Jay. We are the same age and went all through school together.

Jay is the third oldest out of the eight and the runt.. But let me tell ya he stands at 6'2, so that tells you how the Smith boys are built. (BIG)  He and I together don't always make the best of choices, so we got into our fair share of trouble.  There is one particular time that I want to share....

We were sixteen, in his truck and just coming back from a party.  We had another one of our friends with us, Brad. So we were pretty wound up and it was getting late.  There weren't many cars on the road with us at this point and we were pulling up to a red light.  Jay was driving, I was in the middle and Brad was in the passenger seat.  I saw Jay look up into the rear view mirror and smirk, so I looked up too.  Jay is second nature to me so I knew what he was thinking before he even shouted it out... I saw we were alone on both sides and only a single pair of lights were coming so it was pretty safe.  So when Jay shouted "Fire Drill", I started giggling and sliding out after him. 

Ok, so for those of you who didn't do silly things like this in your youth.. A fire drill is where everyone in the car exits the direction of the person who initiated it and runs around the vehicle and back in that same side before the red light changes.

We made it all the way to the end of his truck before the very bright beam of light came on right in our faces.  Then we did the domino thing.. I hit Jay's back and Brad took us all the way down.  So we are now on the ground at the feet of the officer that has now come to the front of his car to tell us to get up and on the side walk... NOW!  He was a bit grumpy in my opinion.  His fellow officer was having a hard time keeping a straight face while we were lined up on the side walk.  He said if he only had a camera to take a picture of our faces when that light came on..

Anyway.. Officer grumpy ended up giving us a lecture on safety and pulling me aside to suggest that if one of those boys was my boy friend he was doing a very poor job of keeping me safe.  Jay got a ticket and we were sent on our way. 

The following Friday I was at Jay's baseball game and his older brother Alex sat down next to me.  Alex is the oldest of the eight and is four years older than Jay and I. At this time I always thought that Alex wanted to be my older brother and that bugged me to no end.  I already had an older brother that watched me 24/7 and made dating impossible.  So when he sat down and asked me about the party last weekend I was less than polite. 

The conversation went something like this:

Me: "Spare me the lecture, I know we were stupid and blah blah..." 

Him: "Oh honey I didn't come over with a lecture, just a promise."

Me: "A promise?"

Him: " I promise you ever put yourself in that kind of danger again and you will find yourself over my knee."

Yeah, that was the first time my now husband promised me a trip over his knee..

I asked my husband once when did he know I was the one.. He said remember that time when you were ten and I told you that you were short... (I was super short then and sensitive about it) You looked me straight in the eye and stomped on my foot and said "well I can  grow, but you are stuck being a boy so how are you going to fix that?"

Yeah, I sort of remember that happening.

He said that he just knew that feisty little girl was going to grow into one hell of a woman.. His woman.  :0)


  1. Lol this sounded like some of the stories I read :)

    We live in a small place an all the parents and kids know each other, it's great to grow up like this and to meet your husband this way, is like a fairy tale come true :)

    Now I'm nosy, so have you guys been living "dd" always? We need more back ground please lol

    Hugs x

    1. Hi Missy Jones,

      Hmmmm.. Not sure my life deserves fairy tale status. :0)

      I was super fortunate to grow up in a small community, it gave me more freedom as a child. But I think it also made me push the fast forward button on my life too. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband and my kids. But I was engaged at 17 and married by 19.. I went from my father's home to my husbands, so I never have been on my own. I was super sheltered so once we moved to another state and much larger community the adjustment was horrific for me.

      On your question about dd.. I am going to say yes, but then tell you I didn't even know it had a name until about 6 months ago. After reading blogs about those either starting or have been living the dd style for some time.. Well we are different to many of those. We never sat down and made up rules, I never pushed him for consistency but was more like hoping he would miss something I had did or was doing. He has never put me in a corner or taken privileges away. But he has zero qualms about putting me over his knee and spanking me when he feels it is warranted.

      I don't know maybe because we know each other so well and grew up with the same values/morals instilled in us we didn't have to sit down and put rules down.. I mean we know each others buttons better than anyone, so we don't really need to talk about them. But I have felt a bit confused after reading some blogs, wondering if we are doing "it" right.. Now that I know "it" has a name that is. :0)

      Hope this helps... Thanks for stopping by, your questions made me realize that maybe I am lacking in details.. We didn't get together easily, my husband and I. He had an up hill battle, very sad to say I was very much a hand full. I am new at this writing bit, so maybe in time I will get the hang of it.

    2. I LOVED this post!!! What a great story. I was reading it thinking how odd it was that you "named" your husband after your friend's brother and how hard it was going to be to keep them straight if you ever brought him up again. Then I read you married him and I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. I love it! It's like straight out of a fiction book. And because I'm nosy, I'd LOVE to hear more!!!!

      I also grew up in a small town, one square mile to be exact. The entire county didn't have a stop light. The nearest mall was 2 1/2 hours away, the nearest fast food and Wal-Mart was 30 minutes away. Yep, small! It was quite an adjustment to a city. Really, we should lock our doors? AND car doors???? No way! lol!

      It's great to meet you, Irish! I found you through SUBS. Glad you're here!

    3. Hi Sarah,

      I have actually had several emails from folks wanting to know "MORE"! I am working on a post now to fill in a bit more on how we got together and how DD started up for us. Yes, the locking of doors and not knowing everyone within a certain radius was totally alarming to me when we moved. Big time adjustment and when I go back to my old stomping grounds to visit... Wow, everything looks so small now.

      Thanks so much for stopping by and I can't wait to get to know you better! :0)

  2. This is one of the sweetest stories I've heard. Don't worry about doing it "right". There is no right. If it works for you guys as a couple, it's right for you :)

    1. Hi River Wild! Thank you.. We are changing things up a bit, so kind of bumpy at the moment. But I can see this isn't a one size fits all thing, we will have to figure out what works for us... or toss it. :0)

  3. Awww!!! That was so lovely! I LOVED reading this. What a beautiful sweet story you have! Can't wait to read the next few posts about it.

  4. Sheesh I have been bouncing all over your blog to read the 'first' FIRST part of your story so I could understand the second part of your first part of your story. Anyway, swoooooooooooooooooooon. LOL