A LITTLE ABOUT ME
I am Jennifer, a 48-year-old mother of three, married for 26 years. If you want to know more, scroll down to A LOT ABOUT ME.
I want to share my experience that began in March 2015 that transformed my life in ways I could not have previously imagined. I found a way of living that allows me to best honor all the commitments I make to myself.
My path is my own, but I am convinced that many of the concepts of my journey can help others. Please suspend judgement and open yourself to the possibility that you can achieve a greater satisfaction in life and in love by applying my principles in your own way.
It isn’t practical to read every post. If you must pick and choose and you have come to my “About” section after reading only my latest post, VISIT MY SHORTCUTS. There you will find a selection of posts which sum up the most about me and my Domestic Discipline journey.
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A LOT ABOUT ME (as of January 2018)
I wasn’t always so forthcoming with personal information, but our increasing comfort level with our dynamic has caused both Mike and I to be more bold in what we share. I feel more connected to readers if I can give them a bit more to connect with.
I am 48. A stay-at-home mom. I am a Leo if you like to know that stuff. I typically go by Jenny, although my mom and dad tend to always call me Jennifer. My siblings, cousin’s and their kids all call me Sadie – a nickname I picked up as a baby that stuck. Around the start of middle school I decided I didn’t want to be called Sadie. At that point I became Jenny to my friends, but the family mostly stuck with Sadie.
We live in Texas and both Mike and I were born and raised here, but we are not your stereotypical Texan. In fact, like most stereotypes, most people in Texas aren’t like your stereotypical Texan. Not to say that there still aren’t plenty out there. I digress. . .
Both my parents are living, dad is in early 80’s and mom is almost 80. Their health is good but the expected decline has been evident, but thankfully slow. Most of their family lives until late 80’s, some to their late-90’s, so decent longevity genes in my family.
My dad was raised in a “traditional” (or “backwards” if we are being blunt) family. Men are men, long live the patriarchy, which includes being a carousing, drinking, gambling, tough-guy. He was not unfamiliar with the county jail. He mellowed a bit starting around when I was 8 or so, then made a lot of major changes in his life about 30 years ago. My mom actually left him then, but took him back. He gave up smoking, drinking, and carousing about. He did retain his gambling vice, albeit more as a controlled hobby versus an addiction.
As far as parenting styles, I recall that my dad was always present for me, but wasn’t for my siblings ( I am the youngest). I think it was more about timing. While he hadn’t yet given up all his vices when I came along, I think he realized he missed a lot in the lives of my siblings. I was his last chance at fatherhood redemption. That’s how I now see it – of course, when I was little I just saw it as a fact that “I was his favorite.” Despite his shortcomings, and despite the fact I was very aware of those shortcomings, I always felt love, warmth, support, and caring from and towards him. I think my mom actually had a lot to do with that.
Mom made sure I didn’t worry about him or her and reassured me that his problems were not my problems. She didn’t state it that way. In fact, I can’t really explain how she stated it, but somehow she always made me feel that way. I never felt responsible for him, or for my mom’s happiness. That allowed me to have a great relationship with my dad. He may not have fully deserved it at the time, but I am grateful for my mom’s approach to things.
I have one brother and two sisters. I am the youngest. I’ve posted a bit about my sisters since I have “come out” to them. (Post 116, Post 121, Post 136). I am very close to them.
My brother lives in another state. He comes home at least once a year, if not twice. We’re overdue on visiting him. Maybe this summer?
Physically, well, I am a brunette, 5’7”, soon to be 135 pounds! Measurements…well, my bust is a 38DD. I would like to be a 36D, or even 36C. Gravity is not our friend!! I recently have given thought to breast reduction. I think being naked a lot is why – plus i think it has an impact on me to see perky Kayla every day and frequently seeing Donna, who is just a few years younger than me and nowhere near as saggy as I am. (Who are they, you ask? Read my blog to find out). I am not overly self-conscious about it, but it nags at me just a little. I think Mike would enjoy a ‘nicer rack” plus, I would be more comfortable. I asked Mike his thoughts on breast reduction. He is supportive, and said perhaps this year or next would work money-wise. Okay, so maybe we don’t go visit my brother this year – ha!
Let’s see, what else? No tattoos, but I got my nipples pierced in mid-2016. Shoe size? Now come on, that’s just too personal. Ha! Okay, that’s enough.
MIKE (and marriage)
Mike is 49 (he’s a Leo too!). He is also the youngest of four, just like me. Both his parents passed away last year. His dad to start the year, his mom to end it. Not a great 2017 in that respect.
We have been married 26 years. We actually knew each other in high school, and dated a bit. We ran around with a slightly different crowd, which made it difficult for us relationship-wise. We were always friendly to each other though, and there was some overlap in our social circle. I dated a couple of his friends, and he even dated one of mine. We stayed in touch after high school and well, the rest is history!
Mike is 6’0″, and right at 200 pounds. He has amazing hazel eyes that are sometimes more blue than green, and sometimes more green than blue, depending on what he wears. And as he says, he isn’t bald, but he is bald-ing. I lovingly joke that there is not much “i-n-g” left on his head.
In reading my blog you will find he is the most amazing man and husband I could ever wish for. Gentle, thoughtful, and always willing to entertain the crazy whims of his wife. Sound like a Dominant? Well, he is! He is MY kind of Dominant. Oh, and since the topic of my blog is kink related, it seems “normal” to share the size of his penis with you. Well, I’ll say it is the perfect size!
Where do I start? I have many posts where you can learn about her.
Kayla is 23. I have had the pleasure of seeing her grow from a child into an amazing young woman. She moved in with us at the end of 2016, and despite her youth is an integral part of our household as a friend, lover, and fellow submissive. She is very bright, attending grad school, and thriving into adulthood! She is 5’4″, brunette, brown eyes, lovely figure. Young and firm, the opposite of me! hee hee.
- T1, the eldest, is 28. Yes, he was born before Mike and I married. He is Mike’s from a prior relationship. They never married, and Mike had custody from the start. A long story, but simply, she was a mess, eventually died from a drug overdose. She was never in T1’s life, and I raised him as my own – he has always called me mom. I actually forget that he isn’t my biological son, which may not make sense to most of you, but, that’s how it is. He finished law school not too long ago and landed a well-paying job. He just announced his engagement to his girlfriend. They don’t have firm date yet but shooting for a fall wedding.
- T2, the middle child, is 21. He graduates college this spring with an engineering degree. He has been dating his current girlfriend for about six months after ending a long-term relationship that was on again off again for over 5 years (originally a high school crush, ah, just like his parents!). I hope he is able to find a job. Apparently the prospects are pretty good for what he wants to do. He says he might be able to find something in our city or another Texas city. Other than that, he said the best prospects appear to be California. The thought of him having to move back home in May, even temporarily, will definitely put a damper on TTWD.
- J, is 17, a junior in high school. I’ve mentioned before that he has special needs. He is a year behind in school age-wise, but mentally and emotionally is several more years behind than that. He has grown tremendously the last 2-3 years, both intellectually and emotionally, which adds some hope for his future. We’ve always anticipated that he likely will never be able to live independently or even in a group home type setting, but there are signs he might do well in the right group home setting. We don’t have to worry about this any time soon as we plan on having him live with us for as long as we are healthy enough to care for him.
OTHER CAST OF CHARACTERS IN MY LIFE
About the only other people I will post about with some regularity will be John and Donna. They are our neighbors and much more. I first wrote about them in Post 20. Meet the Neighbors.
There is also my two sisters, which I refer to creatively as “my two sisters” or “Sister 1” or “Sister 2.” Typically my only mention of them is when they are lovingly quizzing me on WTF I am thinking for being a submissive.
I also have two dogs and a couple of nice fish tanks, which I never write about, but I just did.