Sunday, February 2, 2014

LA 2014 Part 1

Hey Team!

Well damn. Another month went by! :( I'm sorry! I was really really busy and unable to post anything for like a good two weeks in there, but then on the 10th I was all done and going to post a celebration vlog, but life got in the way. And then lately, things have been moving really quickly with my life, very tumultuously with my love life (what else is new right?), and I have been having this strange sensation that I have forgotten how to be on the internet.

I know I still have things to say- I mean I listed a bunch of them in that last vlog- but I just haven't been in the mood entirely. And I'm not sure what all to say about my life. I'll do a vlog soon to update for sure, but I wanted to get this done quickly before too much time passed (I'm still wanting to do my post from my trip to LA last March!!!). Actually, I'd love to do another question video. So send me questions and I'll hopefully get inspired. :)

So I finished all my MBA applications at the beginning of the month, and in an astonishing turn of events, got an interview invitation to my top choice school (UCLA) within 3 days of submitting my application! So, I planned a trip back out to LA as soon as possible. Unfortunately they didn't have Friday interview times, so I was going to have to miss work (I work Sun-Thurs), so I just decided to go Friday evening anyway and have some fun. My mother invited herself to come for the actual interview part (I say that with the understanding that she is actually, very helpful to have around), but she had to be in Dallas over the weekend, and I wanted to go out by myself to see friends and maybe shoot a little.

My daddy though, in the sweetest way ever, asked if he could come with me. At first I thought, I'm a big girl, I can travel by myself. But I quickly realized that he knows that, and just wanted to be there to support me. He wants to see where I would be living if I get in (which by the way, I'm trying really hard to not think is going to happen. I'm hopeful, but I don't want to get my hopes up), and he wants to be a part of my life and my future. He wants me to know how much I matter to him.

He and I both also thought that it would be a nice break for us to get away from all of the drama he and I have been going through here lately. Things have been very tough since I posted that last vlog. His other partner moved to Dallas and he's living with her, and we're trying equal poly. And anyone who knows me knows I fucking hate poly. And the transition from him living with me (which was never intended to be permanent), to living there, while I was in the middle of applications, and their abysmal handling of poly (it's both of their first poly experiences), made things extra difficult. We'd been getting better slowly, but the break to have time just for us was so needed.

I don't think I really realized how needed until we were actually there doing it, and realized how incredibly happy I was. There was a small part of me that had forgotten how happy I could be with him. He took care of me, was strong, constantly in control, never let my crazies or icky feelings or insecurities take hold. He proved to me how much he loves me, and how committed he is to being with me, and to working hard to always treat me as well as I deserve to be treated. :)

Anywho! Back to the happy bits of me telling you about my lovely trip! lol.

So Daddy picked me up Friday after he got out of work and we drove to the airport. Unfortunately, I had been running a smidge behind, and so wasn't able to get any spankings before we left. And after a few hours of us together (and an unfortunately timed conversation about poly scheduling), the ick was starting to take hold- but we'll come back to that.

Daddy travels a ton for work, and even though I'd booked my flights separately from him, he was able to upgrade our tickets to first class! I'd never flown first class domestically and it was really thrilling! lol. I felt like a proper princess. :) Daddy quizzed me on my interview questions, and we snuggled a bit. Oh, and Daddy might have made me take my panties off when I went to the bathroom and then bring them back and give them to him to put in his pocket after I told him "no" one to many times... :-D (have I mentioned my life is awesome sometimes?)

So as I said, the ick was starting to take hold (ick being feelings of insecurity, crazy, hurt, anger, confusion, or just general ick- these happen at all times in my life and are not exclusive to a relationship). PMS wasn't aiding anything. And I started to get a bit out of hand, and I just needed Daddy to take care of me. He finally did as we were on our way to the rental car. He pulled my hair at the nape of my neck and growled at me that I was his, he loved me, and he was going to take care of me in a way I might not like.

Yeah, I definitely got spanked and then paddled with my punishment paddle (that I was forced to pack!) in the backseat of the rental car in a semi abandoned parking lot before we even got on the highway! And suddenly all was right with the world. Ick was banished, and hasn't come back since. Yay for my magic reset button!

Summary of the rest of the evening: we finally found our hotel (Hotel Angeleno) despite LA construction, almost passed out from hunger but got fed in the amazing hotel bar/restaurant, and then made it to the room to play a bit before bedtime. I may have snapped a bit at the lady at the front desk who messed up our reservation and gotten scolded in front of her and then spanked in the elevator as well... :-D

Some days, I really do love my life...

Princess Kelley

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