Happy Friday blathering

It's Friday of what John has been calling "Valentine Week." I know, I know, we're nauseating. But please bear with me. This is the one time a year where I throw my customary cynicism out the window and indulge in sheer romantic mush. Yeah, yeah... it's a date on the calendar, we should be like this all year round and not just one day, it's too commercial, blah blah freaking blah. I don't care. No one's gonna rain on my little giddy parade. :-)

And of course, what's my favorite thing these days about Fridays? Getting Chrossed! My incredible scene with New Guy this week landed me not only on the Chross list, but on PaddleMePink's and Kaelah's blogs as well. Thank you, one and all. When I write about a wonderful experience, I get to relive it... and then when others enjoy, comment on and cite it, I relive it yet again. Such a lovely cycle.

While perusing Chross's choices this week, I ran across something that made me cheer. (Yes, I do get excited over the damndest things.)

You guys have listened to me babble on and on for years about my favorite mainstream spanking scene, the Robert Horton/Susan Oliver spanking in the Wagon Train episode, "The Maggie Hamilton Story." I first saw it on my Cinema Swats VHS tape and I dissolved into a puddle of girl goo, as Danny used to say.

However, much to my frustration, the scene was nowhere to be found in its entirety online. There was a clip of it, but it was severely truncated. Instead of showing the delicious buildup to their confrontation, it started right in the middle of it. And then it cut out abruptly after the spanking, without showing the sweet moments afterward. I could describe the full scene until I was blue in the face, but nothing was like seeing it.

So I was delighted to see that Le Monde De La Fessee found that full clip and has posted it! The blog is in French, but don't pay any mind to that, just look at the pictures and then the video. Susan Oliver is the perfect impossible brat ("If I kill you, it will be your fault!"). And ladies, if you have never seen this clip in its entirety, go, go watch. I guarantee you that the last few seconds alone will make you melt. And while you may never have heard of Robert Horton prior to this, you will have a crush on him forevermore. ("You're going to grow up. All the way. Right now.") Swooooooooooooooooooooooon... McLintock and his stooooopid coal shovel -- Meh! Flint McCullough (Horton's character) is my epitome of a spanking man. :-D

Anyway (fanning myself), on to the weekend. I've already received my Valentine's Day roses... last Tuesday. John likes to send them early, mixing it up, so I'll be surprised. Not red, but peach. And not a dozen, but fifteen. I'm not sure why he chose that number, but this is our 15th Valentine's Day together, so that could be it. It would be very much like him to remember a detail like that.

I have a large Tupperware filled with brownies from scratch, a heart-shaped balloon and a nice card (not too flowery/mushy, just right). And I will bring something pretty to wear tomorrow night when he takes me to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, including some new panties. ;-)

Have a great weekend, y'all.