For the first time in at least a couple of years, last night I went to the supermarket in a car. OK, so that probably doesn't sound like much to you, but C was most amused by my squeal of delight when he suggested that we take the car to Asda on a last-minute decision to do the shopping at 8.30pm.

Yeah, you probably all think I'm nuts. But normally, the idea of heading out that late to do the shopping - even though Asda is open 24 hours - would be a chore. Waiting for a bus in the dark, not getting home again until really late etc etc. Plus, of course, taking a car there meant I could buy exactly what I wanted. No avoiding bottled, canned, or otherwise heavy, goods so that I know I'll actually be able to get them home. I bought three bottles of wine and countless tins and jars, stuff I normally don't buy (during the weekly shop at least) because they're just so damned heavy.

Well, that'll probably be the only time, since C has had a lot of interest in his car and it'll be sold soon. But in the meantime, I have about 3 weeks' worth of food. Yay!!

OK, I'm sad and my life is pathetic. You can all quit laughing now and go back to your charmed, car-filled, washing machine-owning lives now ;-)

It's funny. I never used to be the sort of person who'd get excited and bouncy and bubbly, but at the supermarket I was in a really stupid giggly mood. I'm sure the other shoppers were suitably nauseated by my repeated grabbing of C's crotch & arse, completely random kissing and other vomit-inducing coupley shit. Hehehehe. Well, I'm sure the novelty will wear off soon enough, and we'll be your standard comfortable, cruising couple. But I hope not - although I think the constantly-smiling and happy me is freaking my psyche out a bit... ;-)

Yesterday I ordered The Sexually Dominant Woman: A Workbook for Nervous Beginners and What Color Is Your Parachute? from Amazon. I suspect he former may be a little basic for me, but then again - just recently I've found myself wondering what the fuck to do when C's in a submissive mood. So I'm hoping the book will give me a few pointers. I know what he likes, it's just having the imagination to do stuff that I've been lacking. He tells me I can do what I like, as long as I don't leave any visible marks, but without guidance I just sit there and hem and haw and then wind up doing the same old same old (which I'm sure is good for him, but I'd like to get a bit more creative). Apparently that book has a lot of tips and even a fully laid-out scene, so it should be interesting. I shall read it on the tube and enjoy the strange looks I get from the other commuters! I did the same thing when I was reading The Ethical Slut, and I'm sure quite a few nosey shoulder-surfers got a surprise ;-)

I saw this yesterday while browsing a messageboard, and I think it would make an ideal present for C. We've already agreed that we're not going to buy each other Christmas presents (other than spending a fortune between us at Sh!), I'd like to get him a little "token" gift. That keyring is a total rip-off at �67 (expected at Harrods, I guess), but it's given me the idea that I can re-create it quite cheaply. Just buying an uncut key and getting it engraved with the word "happiness" would do it. I know C would love either, as he's a mushy romantic at heart and he loves jewelry and trinkets (I hardly wear any jewelry, but he wears at least 3 pieces every day - necklace, ring and bracelet - and usually more when we go out).

At some point, I'd really like to get him a titanium ring as well, but I can't find any stockists in the UK (and I can't afford to buy him expensive jewelry anyway). I like the celtic pattern ones on that page especially, as they go with his bracelet.

Anyway, that's enough thinking about Christmas... Only one more payday until then, though. Eeep!