Re-purposed kink
May. 18th, 2008 07:08 pmI've mentioned a few times in the past how the things I learned as a member of the kinky community have served me well as a parent. When Kouryou-chan burned her hand I knew what to do thanks to old SM classes on fire and waxplay; when the lower limbs of the oak tree dried and fell off, I fashioned a rope ladder using a stepknot so they could still get to the higher branches.
I was making cheap pizza, the kind where the bread is pre-made and the sauce comes in a packet; just supply your own cheese and and oven. The sauce packets are pretty skimpy and it's hard to get every last drop out of them.
Then I remembered a trick using two chopsticks and two rubber bands, to make a kind of squeegee to pull the packet through and get all the sauce out. And where did I learn this trick? Cheap nipple clamps from bad Japanese bondage videos.
I was making cheap pizza, the kind where the bread is pre-made and the sauce comes in a packet; just supply your own cheese and and oven. The sauce packets are pretty skimpy and it's hard to get every last drop out of them.
Then I remembered a trick using two chopsticks and two rubber bands, to make a kind of squeegee to pull the packet through and get all the sauce out. And where did I learn this trick? Cheap nipple clamps from bad Japanese bondage videos.
Re: warning: yuck factor.
Date: 2008-05-19 04:23 am (UTC)Oddly, nature rewired my brain. It made the process tolerable, a recognition of necessity. The aversion came back full-bore when the kids were old enough to take care of themselves.