Master and the Sub

Good afternoon our beautiful cage family, sorry it's been so long since I last posted anything but it's been a busy last year.

So when Hazel and I met I already had grown children and 2 grandchildren. Hazel always wanted a child but certain circumstances in life didn't make that happen.

So ever since we have been together we were going through ivf, then the pandemic hit and we had to wait. Finally she got a job that paid for ivf and I'm pleased to announce that as of September 30th via a c cection and 10 weeks early  we are the very proud parents of a beautiful baby boy. 

He's in nic u and will be for a while longer until he gets bigger and can breathe on his own. 

He's doing well and is quite a fighter, got Hazels greek temperament so all is good. 

I will be back on soon and answer any questions. Oh and as of October 14th we just celebrated 4 years together. Love her more than anything ❤️ 

Big hugs to you all and hope everyone is doing well ☺️ 

Good morning our beautiful cage family. I been meaning to write this for awhile, but life just seems to get in the way. Well quite a lot has happened since I last posted on here. Hazel's mother came to visit last November and stayed until January, I love them both but two Greek women in the same house is quite the shit show when their personalities clash.

Hazel doesn't work from home anymore, they changed programs on their system and it locked her out. After two weeks of them not being able to fix it, and then refusing to pay her she had enough and quit. She found a new job as a basic secretary, but about a month in quit because the girl training her wouldn't train her and said  things to her she shouldn't have. She has a new job working at a large box store for home improvement, she loves what she does and has already been promoted, they want her to move up in the company which is great but it's a long drive from our house and she works a lot. 

The good part of this job is they have good insurance and it's nice yet expensive. We are going through IVF and they pay for it for now anyway (if these damn religious nut jobs don't take that away next with all their judgement on womens rights). My beautiful Hazel wants a child more than anything and I'm willing to do everything to make that happen. 

We're both doing good just, her working and finishing up her degree, and me taking care of are 5 fur babies, Yes I said 5! We had my dog already, got the great dane, Hazel decided she needed another, and got us a terrier pit mix named Axel which we call asshole Axel. My youngest cat passed away in June and I wasn't going to get anymore cats, my Hazel had other plans we now have a kitten she got from a co-worker. I will say she is a sweet little kitty, but just like my Hazel she has an attitude. So we have an 8 year old shepard pit mix, a 2 year old great dane lab mix, the terrier pit mix he's 10 months, my old garfield cat he's 14 years, and the new tiger striped hell cat, she's 8 months. Welcome to my household, I'm the master and the domestic god of cooking, cleaning, laundry, and fur kid dad.

We actually discused moving to Greece, because of the shit show this country has become. We were looking at part of the country where Hazel's family is from (Sparta, yes she is Spartan , hence why I am scared some of the time). 

I have great respect for our neighbor state they just voted to keep abortion rights for women and I couldn't be happier. But, I'm also sad that the state I live in has some of the most restrictive laws against it. We don't even get to vote on the issue, just shut up and live with it. I would hate to hear those words if I were a submissive and had my state as a dominate oh wait I am hearing it. 

I'm turning 56 Sunday and I can say I have never seen such division in our country, oh don't get me wrong I have seen my share of racism. I have been called a "N" lover, because my best friend is black (Hazel actualy found him, and we are back in contact again). I've seen the way women are viewed as nothing but sex objects, only good to breed and fix dinner, take care of kids, nothing but second behind a man. But, damn what's next? Take away voting rights, can't work a job, don't speak unless spoken too, sit and look pretty my dear.

I was raised by my mother to respect all women. My Hazel has the most highest respect I can give her for not what she has been through, but the fight she has to put up just with the assholes out there. Comments from men and women just because she is a woman, they dare wouldn't say these things if she were a man.

To all the people on this site and all of our cage family I say this:

Stand up for the person standing next to you, the man that has no voice, the women that has no voice, the human being next to you that has no voice. Keep in mind that we our all humans and all GODS children if you believe. Please don't judge the human next to you or you may find yourself being judged by the human standing next to you for what you thought was right. 

I'm human so I can't promise how soon I will be back with life going like a tornado on a rollercoaster in a hurricane drinking burboun. But, I can say we love you all and hope and wish only the best for you and your family. 

                                                                                                                                                     Love Lion and my beautiful Hazel 

Good morning our beautiful kinky family, hope you're all doing well. I must apologize for being absent from here for so long but it seems life has a way of spoiling your intentions at times. 

So Hazel's job is going well, she's earning bonuses for dealing with the general public and not cussing them out like I would do. She has this knack for taking an angry customer and in the end making them laugh. 

She's been fixing up the house lately, got those decorating blocks to replace the old treated lumber for the flower beds out front, working on the one around the tree in the center of the yard next. Got a company coming out to repair the drive way and patio soon. 

This woman is amazing at getting things I've been meaning to do done. Halloween decorations are ready to be put up soon, Christmas stuff all ready to go after Thanksgiving. I'm keeping active except for right now. 

About 3 weeks ago I fell and fractured a rib on my left side, then last week stepped wrong off a curb and felt a pop in my right foot, bruised and swollen but I dont think its broke. She keeps insisting I go see a doctor, not much they would do anyway. 

Making plans for her mother to come visit, her son and family is driving her nuts, not sure she won't be crazier after she leaves this insane asylum. 

Been so busy with her work and other things we haven't had the bikes out but 3 times, not looking good for riding this year, hopefully next year will give us more time. 

Hard to believe but come October 14 will mark our 2 year wedding anniversary, I couldn't have ask for a more perfect woman than my beautiful lioness, I am happy beyond words. 

Oh have to tell, went and got a haircut about 2 weeks ago, came home and wasn't really happy with the top was too long. So I asked Hazel if she would take a little more off, she did looks great. 

I was informed that I had to pay for my haircut so I asked how much she replied I had to fill a hole. So I woke her up one morning and lets just say I had to change the sheets. I said to her payment for my haircut she replied, nope that was just the beginning. Most expensive haircut I ever got but the most enjoyable one.

We hope everyone is doing well and wish everyone the best life has to offer, love you all, stay safe and happy. Lion and Hazel. ❤

So Hazel's new job is keeping her quite busy, seems we see each other in passing anymore. Anyone in a 24/7 relationship can attest that you're not going to have the sessions you want just what you can fit into life as it's ever changing. 

So Monday the 16th we had a little more excitement than wanted, Hazel's working and I'm talking to my father on the phone.  The dogs decide they need to go out,  so I open the door out they go. Few minutes later I hear a ruckus, now let me explain they play hard with each other, nothing serious just some growing and playing. This was different, I open the door to see our great dane on top of our shepherd/pit bull mix and she's attacking her.

I immediately run out and grab Hope's collar and yell at them, ruby takes the opportunity to go after hope. I grab Hope's collar again and it slipped off, she then pins ruby to the ground and starts biting her head. I pushed hope off but in the process she drags ruby 2 feet across the yard with the hold she has on her. 

I scream at both of them and they run in the house,  I follow them and I'm pretty pissed off at this point. I make the go lay down on the couch, ruby is wanting to go back to Hazel and I am not happy about it. I  look at ruby and she has blood on her neck. 

I immediately lose all anger and now fear hits me, she is looking bad I write a note to pass to Hazel that ruby is bleeding I'm going to the vet's. Few minutes later Hazel is out of work and we are checking both dogs.

Ruby has puncture wounds to her head, back and bites to both ears, hope has puncture wounds to her neck and back leg. Ruby got her ass kicked, poor old dog, if only she had youth on her side that day plus about 30 or more pounds. 

Funny part is after they came in the house it was like nothing ever happened, 2 kids fighting and over what you may ask, a dead fucking squirrel in the yard. So needless to say 538.00 dollars later for vet bills their both doing well, us not so much. 

One last thing I would like to say, get your vaccination. It has nothing to do with politics it has to do with saving your life and our community's life. It wasn't political when you were a child and had to get vaccinated against chickenpox, mumps, measles and rubella just to go to school. 

So why is everyone so upset, yes I've heard the it's not safe. Well considering I don't have much of an immune system I didn't have any problems. Oh if you think the government is going to put a chip in you to track you, first off the needle is to small I have seen those chips. You would need a large bore needle like they use to give ivs. This needle  is way too small. Don't worry you're already being teacked it's called a cell phone. 

Ask yourself this question if they were giving out a vaccine that would keep you from getting any STDs how fucking fast would you be in line for that. But to save your life and the lives of others well it's against my religion or my rights as a American. I say we aren't good Christians or Americans if we're letting our own people die because we're selfish. 

Don't believe me, just look at how many people have died for nothing, not fighting for freedom, a noble cause just because they didn't want their freedom interrupted. As I heard the other day is it so hard to just follow the rules. 

My friends and family I ask if you haven't been vaccinated yet, get the right information about it. Do your part in at least wearing a mask, keeping your distance and above all else setting a good example by doing the right thing. 

You truly wouldn't want an std because someone thought it was going to suppress their freedom would you? Safety first folks, then let the fucking kinky shit begin. 

Peace, love and happiness for all, for the truth is out there but only 50 percent believe it. For the rest I will say a prayer. Hope everyone has a wonderful day.  Lion🦁

Good morning our beautiful cage family, long time no blog. Sorry about that it's been kinda hectic, somewhat interesting, and all good. 

So Hazel started a new stay at home job working for a contractor who does customer service for a phone carrier. She's been in training for the last 6 weeks and yesterday was her first day with her new schedule working 10 hours a day 4 days a week. Off sundays and Tuesday and Wednesday during the week so time to do things.

She's been doing so well that they just gave her a raise of 4 dollars and her manager is thinking about making her a trainer I couldn't be more proud of her. Another plus side of this is she doesn't have to deal with the weather or traffic, gets up has her morning coffee, cigarette, bathroom stop, walks down the hall and boom at work. 

Only down side we have is 2 dogs who decide to bark while she is on the phone, most customers are sympathetic about it. I feel better knowing she is safe just a room away, love knowing she doesn't have to deal with the idiot's driving around here. 

On another note they made a walking and bicycle trail out of the old rock island railway near our house when fully completed it will connect with the Katy trail and be 544 miles long.

On a dog walking trip awhile back we decided to walk part of it. We can access a place to get on a couple of blocks from our house so off we went. So about a mile away and 2 dogs dragging their tongues on the ground we headed home. 

So as the story goes I made the comment we need to get mountain bikes and go riding this trail. So we got Hazel's bike first, she picked a purple 24 inch bike with 18 speeds, I ordered a 27.5 inch schwinn with aluminum frame and 21 speed. New bike helmets, water bottle holders, phone cases, headlights and taillights. 

All ready to go, so first night out we get on the trail, things are going well, about half a mile away there is a rather large bridge they built over what I would call a body dumping spot, wooded and deep it was on this bridge Hazel's left pedal feel off.

Needless to say whoever at Walmart didn't do a thorough job, the right one after me riding back home to get the jeep to pick up Hazel and her new bike wasn't all the way in either. 

So my daughter living with us decided she wanted to go with us next time so a trip to Dicks sporting goods and a with tax a 600 dollar Gt bike with lever shift and disk brakes in a very cool purple and black paint scheme. 

So trip number two, let the fun begin.  Off we go everything is going well, Hazel is getting used to which gears to use for uphill and flat ground we are enjoying the sites, we get to a point where it's getting late so time to go back. Not more than a football field later Hazel's seat falls off not all the way but it's either falling forward or backwards needs tightening up and were in the middle of the woods. I'm good at fixing things but hell I'm not that good at popping a wrench out of my ass.

So being the gentleman I am I let Hazel ride my bike back and I attempted to ride this busted seat, to small for a grown man who is almost 6 foot tall while Hazel is 5 foot 3. Now imagine we are already tired it's getting late, nerves are a little strained I seriously considered throwing that piece of shit over that bridge as we passed it. No I didn't we paid 100 bucks for it and I wanted my money back. 

So next day bike went back to Walmart, had Hazel pick out any bike she wanted, offered to but her the 500 dollar bike like my daughter's. She found a schwinn sidewinder on Walmart's website had good reviews, level shifters, disk brakes and 26 inch wheels all for 200 dollars.  

Bike arrived last Friday, got it put together, front wheel, seat, pedals and handle bar is all to it. I had to mow Saturday while she worked so we all decided Sunday evening would be our next ride. 

So trip number 3, all of us had our earbuds, music playing, enjoying the sites.  Went about 6 miles out, my phone tracked the whole trip as a little over 12 miles. We decided to head home when Hazel was having issues with her shifters, they are only hitting certain gears and making it hard for her. So we traded bikes and with a seat adjustment I'm good riding her bike back home. 

Now please take a moment to get this into your head, right before we left Hazel decided to inform us that people were saying there were snakes on the trail. Ok folks its in the woods what would you expect all the snakes to move. 

So it's getting dark, the headlights are more for someone else seeing you not good for lighting a path in the middle of the woods. I'm quite a bit ahead of Hazel trying to get up a hill with her bike not shifting great when I look back and no light no Hazel. 

I turn around and start back down the hill all I can think about is some redneck came out of the woods and grabbed her, hills have eyes comes to mind. Round a slight curve and I see the headlight, can't really see the bike or Hazel yet. Get closer I can make out the bike but couldn't see Hazel, pedal faster finally see her. Pull up and she is having a asthma attack and pointing at the bag on her bike. 

I immediately hand her the inhaler and after she takes a puff I here the word snake. She ran over a snake, don't worry all you reptile lovers it scurried off into the woods. Clearly she was visibly a little spooked by the whole situation I had to laugh, thinking how she just told us about the mother fucking snakes on the trail.  Thanks Samuel Jackson for a classic movie line.

So after getting home we haven't been out again, I  have to get her bike to a shop and let them get the shifters tuned. We want to get a hitch rack so we can load the bikes up and go to different parts of the trail without having to ride all of it to get there. 

Hazel's doing well,  I've had some tummy issues lately but hopefully it won't last long. I took on mowing my neighbor's yard for the summer so a little pocket money always is nice. 

Well that's about all from our adventures lately, I'll try not to be a stranger and keep you posted on what's going on. Big hug to everyone, best wishes and much love,  Lion and Hazel. 

Good morning kinky family, hope everyone is doing well. Just wanted to give a little update on whats going on in the insane asylum. 

Hazel got a new job, she'll be working from home for a contractor that handles Verizon customer service. Hours are more to her liking and she doesn't have to deal with traffic or the bad weather. 

My youngest child moved in and my basement looks like a furniture store blew up in it, so much for minimalist style. Looks like she'll be here for 5 years, Hazel let me know that after I woke up, looks like our plans have changed. 

Looking into sound proofing the basement so we don't hear her and she doesn't hear us.

Got an ear infection, second dose of the vaccine and vertigo all at once, I can only describe the way I felt as the walking dead. 

Finally managed to get einstein, took sir dons recommendation and tied thread around the trip point on the trap. He ate the peanut butter off that part first, before coming back and well he's no longer around. 

Between life in general and everything else I need to be doing, time here has been less. Still thinking about all our wonderful friends and hoping everyone is doing well in all aspects of life. 

Big hug to you all. Lion and Hazel. 😊❤

First off the disclaimer: let it be known that after reading this blog your dominant or submissive gets ideas on anything mentioned here I cannot be held accountable for bratty behavior. Im dealing with enough of this shit daily, literally. 😳🤢

So let the blog begin.

When Hazel and I first met she had what was called a comfort zone, things that she wasn't comfortable doing or having done to her. One was she didn't want the lights on during our playtime, now the sun could light up the room and it isn't going to stop the fun.

Certain clothing she didn't wear do to things from her past, it's getting better every day, her wardrobe is expanding. 

Now the one thing I thought was strange was she didn't fart in front of me, oh burb like a rude, disgusting, no manners redneck not a problem. But fart, passing gas, releasing the winds of hell, however you want to call it, nope. 

Now you have to realize something, she's got no problem after finishing her morning routine of coffee and a cigarette to quickly head for the bathroom. 

In this small but cozy room, she has been known to peal the paint off the walls, create an environment that resembles a gas chamber or some sadistic torture room. Nose hair curls, eyes water, loss of breath happens, the urge to pass out has occurred on occasions especially when as she calls it the period shits come to town for a week every month. 

Believe me folks in all my life I have never encountered anything that resembles that smell and I've been around grown ass disgusting men who I believe their insides were rotting out from too many burritos and beer. 

She enjoys way to much when this sacred time comes. Her sitting in the kitchen praying I get up to go pee, hearing the bedroom door open she contains the giggles as her unsuspecting victim half asleep walks into the room of death. Let me just say that a bath towel held covering your face is useless as she is laughing so hard. 

Please understand I installed a new bathroom fan a few months ago, I should have installed a fan like they use in those wind tunnels maybe, just maybe it might have helped. 

Now I was told if I ever farted in bed I would be subjected to lets just say some unpleasantness. Personally I was scared by the things she was coming up with, remember she's Greek. 

So Tuesday night she makes Mexican lasagna, ground beef, tomatoes, onions, garlic, black beans, corn, among other spices. Late Tuesday night the effects of dinner are starting to become apparent when she text me while she's in bed and I'm in the bathroom. Oh I think that one was a little stinky, I responded I'm betting more than a little. 

Wednesday evening, she's passing gas like a balloon with a leak. Needless to say I'm keeping my distance, once bit twice shy as they say. All evening the winds of hell are blowing and I'm trying to stay upwind.

Until I have to clean the cat box, trapped with the scoop in one hand, bag in the other, she corners me, let's go of silent but deadly, then pulls down her pants and says I'm just airing it out.

Holding my breath, I retreat to the kitchen, her laughing, me not trying to get a whiff of what may be certain death. As of now the Mexican lasagna is still making it's way through her intestines, ever so slowly developing into what could only be described as my demise if I have to pee after her coffee and cigarette. 

So no, she's got no fucking comfort zone when it comes to being a brat and enjoying watching me suffer for her pleasure. 

Now before anyone says control your submissive, remember outside the bedroom she's my equal. Now when that bedroom door closes and the restraints are applied, what happens next is totally up to me. 

Hope you have a wonderful day my friends. Beware of strange looks and smells. 😳😳😳

So today started off with me finishing up installing the new floodlights around the house. First the one by the backdoor with camera to look over the backyard. Second just a floodlight mounted by the driveway to light up the vehicles. Third one on the other side of the house to light up the front yard. Now I already had on there but it was a piece of shit that hadn't worked properly since I installed it. 

So while working on the second one I asked Hazel if she wouldn't mind going to the hardware store to get one. We have a local place that has a few stores in the area but not a chain store. 

She returns about 15 minutes later and when she gets out of the jeep I can see it on her face she is pissed not just normal pissed but all of Greek ancestry pissed. I asked what happened and she proceeds to tell me while yelling about going back and giving someone what I would call a castration. 

It seems she ask one of the store employees where the floodlights were, he just ignores her and walks away. She has to find them herself and the light bulbs to go with said light. Next she ask another employee where the mouse traps are. You see we have a mouse in the garage that I named einstein. 

I first baited the good old fashioned wood trap with cheese, the little bastard took the cheese not setting off the trap. I baited it with peanut butter, he cleaned off the peanut butter never tripped the trap. Last time more peanut butter, totally coating the trip lever, that night hear the trap go off, open door peanut butter gone no fucking mouse.

So he looks at Hazel, then walks over to a gentleman standing nearby and ask if he needed any help. By now she's had enough and goes to checkout. She's standing in line waiting and the cashier tells the guy behind her to come on over and checks him out first before Hazel. 

Three times in one store she was disrespected for being a woman I'm pretty sure. So I called to speak with the manager, got the assistant manager and it was a woman. I let Hazel tell her everything that happened and informed her that we would not be shopping in a place that disrespected women. She said she would look into it but I know damn well they just don't care. 

It's sad to think that in this day and age racism, sexism, discrimination and a whole lot of bullshit still goes on. When in the hell are people going to finally grow the fuck up. How much time has to pass before people realize that we are all human and in this world together. 

I only wish I had been there so I could have shown them what a pissed off Lion looked like protecting his lioness. 

Lesson for any man who thinks a woman isn't capable of all the things they can do hasn't met the women I know.

Peace and love to all. 😊❤

I always told my children when you think you got it bad, look behind you because someone else has it worse.

Some of you are thinking well what's worse than death, the answer never living. This sounds strange but let me explain. We all die, but for some they truly never live life. Maybe a small portion of their lives they have caught a glimpse of it but they never truly lived life. 

Ask yourself this question, are you truly living the life you want? Are the plans you made all done? Have you fulfilled your goals, met your quota of things to do, places to see, people to meet. 

For most of us we haven't and never will get to that point. Why because life has a way of getting in the way. Jobs, marriage, kids, financial situation, health issues, whatever the reason it just won't happen. 

My children when they were young used to complain about not having a cell phone, not having what their friends had, not being able to do certain things, go to certain places. I would remind them that they had more than most and that some had nothing at all. 

So living life are you doing it? Well I'm breathing, I'm going to work, I'm having a vacation, guess I'm living life right.

Probably not, are you taking the time to truly live life with the time you have on this planet. Do you spend your time working but not living, are you more concerned with everyone else but not focusing on yourself. Are you connected more with social media than with social interaction with living beings. 

Living life is more than working, eating, sleeping, rinse and repeat. It's as important as the bond between dominant and submissive, it's that mental, emotional and physical satisfaction. 

I want to explain why I wrote this blog. Thursday afternoon Hazel and I went to get me a new cell phone. While sitting there waiting for the technician to set up my phone I was listening to the older gentleman across the room. 

He was telling the other technician about his new Harley, he was in a good mood laughing and telling jokes. He said something and I replied I hope you're enjoying your new bike. He said I haven't rode it and never will, he said I got 5 minutes or 5 months to live.

He proceeded to tell me that he has widow maker and cancer. For those who don't know widow maker is when you're heart is in a bad enough condition to kill you instantly. I told him I'm sorry and wished him only happiness for the rest of his life. 

This man was the epitome of living life, even faced with certain death, he was still laughing, joking and smiling, not sad, depressed, feeling sorry for himself but making others smile and laugh. 

He reminded me of the saying I started this blog with. I told Hazel when we got to the car, and my new phone just didn't feel as special as I thought it would. He reminded me to live my life being happy with all things in life, shiny objects are just that objects. 

As I held Hazel's hand while we drove away I thought about much I had to be truly grateful. for. My appreciation for my beautiful lioness, my family, friends, my health as it is, and all of you wonderful people who make me laugh, cry, feel your pain, your happiness. Makes me live life every day like tomorrow will never come. 

To all I say, live, don't just exist but truly live. Big hug to you all, happiness and love to everyone. Have a wonderful weekend. 

So as to a blog awhile back, my youngest child will be moving in soon. So for the last 6 months we wanted to get some things done around here, but do to just got last year's tax refund about 3 weeks ago, the weather, life in general, we are just starting now. 

I got rid of a lot of stuff before Hazel got here, but she has added her stuff, we have bought some new things so it started adding up. As I got older I have become more of a minimalist, less stuff to move if we want to. 

So yesterday the dumpster arrived, 14 foot long, 7 foot wide and 5 foot deep. As I'm headed off to bed I inform Hazel to enjoy her day off I will take care of some stuff when I get up.

Now I didn't get to bed until noon about 2pm I'm awakened by our horse barking in the living room, I get up, go to the living room to find she's barking at Hazel throwing stuff in the dumpster. 

Put the horse in the bedroom, back to sleep. 4 pm sound of horse barking in backyard, how did she get out, where and what is Hazel doing. I go to the backdoor, look out to see Hazel talking with the neighbors, dog barking, all I want is sleep.

So I take a seat at the table, light a cigarette and wait for her. She comes in the door ask me why I was up, take one guess as I eye fucked her dog. Apologies made, I said didn't I tell you that I would take care of this stuff.

Her answer was it's a lovely day and she wanted to help, understand that since she works a lot and with school she doesn't have time to help me with stuff around the house. I don't mind it's my job since I have no outside employment. She is to do her school work and her job, all I have ever ask of her. Well besides the stuff required for our lifestyle. 

I can't stress how much I appreciate this woman, my last 2 ex wives did not help much even when they had time. Hazel's always saying she doesn't do enough, I beg to differ. 

So in her day off this is what she did. Cleaned up a bunch of wood from a branch that fell during a storm, picked up all the sticks in the yard, got rid of some old boards and lumber that the trash company wouldn't take. Cleaned out all of the flower beds, applying new soil and mulch. Started planting new flowers and herbs, raked all the leaves away from the fence all while I slept. 

Now before you start calling me a slave driver, in my defense when I got up and after dinner I did do my part. I removed 2 old wooden desk from the basement, a small secretary desk, other miscellaneous furniture, boxes of junk left by my first wife that I missed. Took down an old work bench, cleaned the cat box, vacuumed the house, swept the back patio and tucked my beautiful lioness into bed. 

Today will be another day filled with removing more stuff and getting things done before my child get here.  

I truly can't imagine my life without her, she may think she doesn't do enough but it's the little things she does that our world changing for me.

To you my beautiful lioness, thank you for all the things you do for me. I will make sure you have some kind of bbq on your next day off, grill is needing to be used.

Update, we got a ring pro 2 doorbell, this thing is amazing, she also got the alarm system, will be here Saturday. We got an ecobee thermostat awhile back, I'm starting to get out of the dark ages with all the new technology. 

Big hug to you all, hope you have a wonderful day. Going to bed soon, lots of things to throw in the dumpster. If I disappear from here Hazel has probably thrown me into the dumpster. 😳