deidre’s been doing some thinking lately. Actually for quite a while she’s been wondering about something. ravenna_amorosa asked her once "If you could choose only one, would you rather be loved or owned?"

deidre met Master and learned basically everything that she knows about the lifestyle from Him. What if she only did that because she happened to fall in love with Him? What if the only reason that deidre is a slave is because that was what she needed to be in order to be with Him? If the relationship is based only on love (gee in the normal world that sounds perfect) then what happens if one day that love withers and dies? Master tells her that He is never releasing her from His collar. He will never let her go. If she’s no longer inspired by love to be His slave then what will that make her? An empty loveless shell of a former want to be slave?

Of course deidre doesn’t really see this happening. she can’t imagine her love for Master doing anything but getting stronger so this is all hypothetical. Sometimes her brain just wanders off on strange paths.

Gosh, this is depressing. Let’s move on to something else.

How about pussy? deidre wants some. Very badly. she’s opening it up for volunteers. If you or someone you know would love to stop by for a few days of deidre devouring you please respond. you don’t even have to be a slave or a submissive. Just please be over the age of 18, younger than…oh…40ish, disease free, and preferably sane.

deidre’s Callers talk about going to massage parlors and getting their dicks stroked along with the massage. Perhaps deidre could call a masseuse up and just lick her up and down after the "work" part is over. Hell, fuck the massage, just let deidre eat some cunt.

she wants nice, hot, slick, juicy cunt. The kind that’s hungry, insatiable, so that deidre can wear herself and you out just with her tongue, lips, teeth and fingers. she wants to spread you open and tease, licking and tasting for hours keeping you on the edge until your muscles are quivering from anticipation. she wants to get you so worked up that your juice is flowing freely out of your sweet little sex hole and over your asshole so that she can lick that hot little puckered entrance. she wants to feel your body bucking beneath her as she licks you through orgasm after orgasm. When you’re covered in tears, sweat and your own juices she wants to take her time to explore every part of your beautiful female body touching, caressing, kissing and tasting you in a thousand different ways, finding each spot that makes you moan, and introducing you to pleasures that you’ve never known. You will be consumed and when we both fall asleep from exhaustion we will do so knowing that once we wake up we can begin it all over again.

a knight in shining armor or ?

Vanilla guy : I am so sorry
slave_deidre : for what?
Vanilla guy : reading your journal
slave_deidre : you're sorry for reading it?
Vanilla Guy : you deserve so much more out of life
Vanilla Guy : I feel so sad now
slave_deidre : well i'm sorry that you see it that way
slave_deidre : i'm not sure i understand why it's so sad.
Vanilla Guy : because I went back and read between the lines
slave_deidre : i didn't think that i wrote anything there.
Vanilla Guy : You wrote everything there
slave_deidre : oh. ok.
slave_deidre : i'm not sure what you are thinking you are reading between the lines, but there is nothing about my life to be sad about.
slave_deidre : what's sad is that there are so many people out there who look their entire lives for someone else to be complete with and they never find it.
Vanilla Guy : true..but you don't need someone else to be complete
slave_deidre : you do when you are a slave.
Vanilla Guy : I don't see you as a slave
slave_deidre : or when you are a Master
slave_deidre : then you don't see me.
Vanilla Guy : and I hope you don't take this the wrong way...
slave_deidre : of course not
Vanilla Guy : but I see you as someone who was manipulated and taken advantage of ... and I wish there was something I could do about it
slave_deidre : hmmmm.
slave_deidre : that's interesting.
slave_deidre : others have said the same thing
Vanilla Guy : I didn't feel that way until I read your journal
Vanilla Guy : I was glad that you were happy
slave_deidre : but i am still happy.
Vanilla Guy : I never read the details about what happened
slave_deidre : what happened with what?
Vanilla Guy : you were preyed upon
Vanilla Guy : you had no chance
slave_deidre : lol
Vanilla Guy : and it makes me sad
slave_deidre : now you are not only attacking my lifestyle CHOICE but my intelligence as well.
slave_deidre : just pointing that out. I'm not offended.
Vanilla Guy : I'm not attacking you...just pointing out what I read
Vanilla Guy : and I would bet you any reasonable amount of money that a professional therapist would agree with me
Vanilla Guy : I'm sorry
slave_deidre : don't be sorry.
slave_deidre : i'm not
Vanilla Guy : you deserve more
Vanilla Guy : so much more
slave_deidre : more than what? complete happiness? more than being loved by a wonderful man? more than having every single need met and just about every single one of my desires?
Vanilla Guy : I am going to have someone read your journal if you don't have any objections
slave_deidre : go for it.
slave_deidre : it's public
slave_deidre : and i am always welcoming of any opinion that is not presented negatively
slave_deidre : meaning - be nice even in criticism
Vanilla Guy : I know
Vanilla Guy : I just feel bad for you now
Vanilla Guy : I feel deep sorrow for you
slave_deidre : well you shouldn't
Vanilla Guy : deep sorrow
slave_deidre : what exactly did you read?
slave_deidre : which part of my diary?
Vanilla Guy : makes me wish I could just hold you
Vanilla Guy : the early times
slave_deidre : the early times?
slave_deidre : like before April of 04?
slave_deidre : I was very confused at that time.
Vanilla Guy : no comment
slave_deidre : ok then.
slave_deidre : well, i assure you that i don't need rescuing
slave_deidre : and i am perfectly happy
slave_deidre : but your concern is sweet
Vanilla Guy : my heart actually hurts...aches...it just makes me want to cry it hurts so bad
slave_deidre : i'm sorry honey.
slave_deidre : it shouldn't be hurting at all.
slave_deidre : i guess i just don't really understand why this is so heartbreaking for you.
Vanilla Guy : because I care about you
Vanilla Guy : you will always have a piece of my heart
slave_deidre : i understand that part.
slave_deidre : what i don't understand is why this new information, whatever it may be, is so hard for you.
Vanilla Guy : It gave me more info than I had before and made me see things in a different light
slave_deidre : evidently i just don't understand.
slave_deidre : oh well.
Vanilla Guy : I wish I could let you see what I see and the way I see it
slave_deidre : and i feel the same.
Vanilla Guy : Until tonight...I thought you were lucky to find Lee
slave_deidre : i am.
Vanilla Guy : I don't feel that way any longer

He really is just a nice guy, but deidre doesn’t understand where this need to rescue girls who are perfectly happy comes from. No signs of abuse are present. deidre is fairly healthy emotionally if you excuse the occasional loneliness that settles in when Master is away or brief depression episodes now and then that she works through. she certainly is healthy physically. why is it that some people just refuse to see that there really is nothing "between the lines"? deidre knows that these "knights in shining armor" will always be there waiting to "rescue" slaves and submissives, and there’s pretty much no point in trying to explain what should be obvious. It’s just so frustrating. deidre wishes they would all just take that desire to help and apply it to something or someone that really needs it.

Forgot some stuff

Seeing a comment from celticslave made deidre realize that she forgot to write about the things that Master brought back with Him. First there was a fabric swatch smelling like 2 sweet little slave girls from the material that deidre’s corset is being made with. she loves it and can’t wait to wear it (the corset – not the swatch). Woohoo!

Then, also from celticslave, was a beautiful New Mexican dream catcher that is now hanging in the guest bedroom

Master brought her back some stuff too. The first is a bag of rocks. Not just any kind of rock though. It’s 6 polished stones that are some kind of purple agate. Purple is deidre’s favorite color so these are just about the best rocks ever, well, ok except for the ones she is about to talk about, and moonstone, and emeralds, of course.

Anyway. Master also brought her back something very special. It’s a hematite necklace that she can actually wear with her collar! Hematite is one of her favorite rock/stones as it’s very grounding and calming not to mention the many other positive qualities that is has. The necklace is beautiful and deidre can’t wait until the first time she gets to wear it out with Master.

Eventually pics will be posted of these as well as the other things deidre has been gifted with recently.

Master's Return

OK, so now that you’ve read it from the perspective of deidre’s pussy, here’s the rest of how Master’s first night back was.

The day before Master had instructed her to prepare for Him in a special way. He left her clothing up to His slave’s judgement, but wanted her to bind her breasts tightly before she left to pick Him up at the airport.

His first flight out of LAX was delayed a bit so deidre had some extra time to prepare for Him. she wanted to do something special, something that He’d never see before, at least not with deidre. In the Florida Room/Work shop is a big roll of industrial clear plastic rap. deidre’s plan was to wear only plastic wrap and maybe her crotch belt and harness.

Have you ever tried to wrap yourself in plastic wrap? It’s not that easy. OMG deidre must’ve looked hilarious trying to roll around on the wrap that she had spread out over the bed. she wanted it to be tight around her waist and her breasts, just like a corset (sort of) Well, it didn’t work.

So she switched to Plan B. Daddy’s little girl. she hopped in the shower and washed her body with baby wash, dried off, parted her hair down the middle, braided it, put on her little pleated purple skirt, slid her white ruffly sox onto her feet and stepped into her mary janes. she did her make up, brushed her teeth, and all of that other boring stuff.

Finally it was almost time to leave. deidre got out some white rope from the bondage closet and started to wrap her tits tightly. she put her shirt on and realized that one doesn’t really end up with much cleavage peeking out of the neckline when their tits are tied, but even so she really liked how it looked.

she had to drive through the pick up area 3 times because the dumb narky guys wouldn’t let her just sit there and wait no matter how many times she batted her eyelashes prettily at them.

Finally, there He was. Master. Safe and in 1 piece after 2 whole weeks away from His pet. He even did His own laundry while He was away * gasp * Yeah, really. He put His stuff in the car and We/we drove home.

Evidently Master missed the pool more than deidre’s pussy so that’s where He went first, out for a swim. While He was out there A. called just to say "hi" Master came back in at the tail end of the conversation and they got to speak for the first time. Understandably A was nervous, but it all went well and they’ve talked several times since then. deidre finds herself getting more and more excited, but is trying to control it.

After they finished talking, Master told deidre to turn on the overhead lights over the dining room table. At some point her shirt had been removed so she was now only wearing her purple pleated skirt, her frilly socks, her mary janes and a nice little bit of rope tied tightly around her purple breasts.

He had her bend over the table pushing down on her swollen breasts (ouch) with her legs spread wide. deidre felt His hand against her cunt feeling for how wet she was. For a moment He stood there caressing her ass cheeks and as hard as deidre tried to fight it she began to cry. she was dreading the pain. she’d gone for 2 weeks without it and even though she was only to receive a spanking she was afraid of even that little bit of pain. she didn’t want Him to stop, she just felt that panic building up in her. Then He began. He started lightly and then built it up to the point where deidre’s tears were just beginning to catch in her eyelashes. Then He stopped and told her that she was a good girl.

Next He had her crawl on top of the table, lie down on her back, and spread her legs wide. He wanted to take a look at His slut’s cunt with the pretty little piercings. He liked them very much (pictures will be taken again once the camera returns from Canon fix it land). It felt a bit like some kind of gyno/interrogation fantasy. The lights were on full and burning into deidre’s eyes, she was spread wide open being poked and prodded with Master’s fingers. Then He told her to cum for Him. He wanted her to masturbate and cum several times, then He was going to take her into the bedroom.

deidre really enjoys the sound of her rings tinking against each other as she rubs her clit. Master’s fingers slid inside her, 2 in her hungry little pussy hole and 1 up inside her ass. He fucked her that way while she took herself through 3 wonderful orgasms. When He was finished with her He allowed her to lick her fingers clean and to suck her juices off of His as well. Then He led her into the bedroom for the real fun.

Of course, His cock was hard. It had been since deidre picked Him up at the airport, and deidre’s cunt was slobbering juice down her thighs. she was ready. He was ready. Together We/we got onto the bed and deidre sunk down onto His cock for the first time in forever. she rode Him slowly at first, savoring that feeling of fullness and the slow pressure of His cock head against her back wall. He had her adjust just a little into a position that didn’t irritate the rings. deidre looked a bit strange probably, riding Him in a weird little squat, but it felt so good. Hearing His soft manly moans and sharp intakes of breath was heaven as was telling Him how much she missed feeling Him inside.

Neither Master nor deidre came that way though, the position was just too awkward, but He did allow her to get down between His legs and suck more of her fuck juice off of Him before getting down to business and worshiping Him with her mouth. It didn’t take long before He was telling His little bitch to beg for His cum, and then shooting that wonderful load into her throat. she swallowed it all down and then was allowed to cuddle with Him, lying in His arms for a few minutes afterward.

deidre asked Him if He had missed His pussy. He said that He had. It’s the only way that He can feel her wrapped around Him all at once like that. But what about her asshole? Doesn’t her asshole wrap around Him the same way that her pussy does? Evidently not. He says that her asshole has that tight ring at the entrance that squeezes around Him acting like a vice and it makes it difficult to cum. Ha!! deidre’s ass is so tight that it makes cumming difficult!! she loves it. Here she is worrying that as she gets older her body is becoming less satisfying when really He’s just happy with her all along.

Things are slowly settling back to normal. Not being able to take up the entire bed as she sleeps is hard to get used to and Xavia is pissed because Master is sleeping in her spot, but it’s so good to have Him home again, to hear His voice and to know that He’s right there if deidre wants to touch Him or just kneel quietly at His side.

Sigh. Life is good.

mmmmmmmmmmmm............

She was famished, ravenous. She would try to distract herself but her primary thought was meat. She could almost feel it. A nice big piece of meat. She wanted it so badly. She was throbbing with hunger.

Finally all of the circumstances were just right and she watched as it came closer. It seemed as if it had been forever since the last time she felt full. she was drooling. Finally she felt it against her lips, pressing between, and then sliding in.

Hot wet tight pussy wrapped around cock.

Finally.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this special news bulletin
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Today is happy pussy day!

Yes, finally, after months of waiting for her cunt piercings to heal, deidre will have the wonderful honor of feeling Master’s cock in her cunt fucking her like the little whore she loves to be.

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We now return you to your scheduled programming, already in progress…

Gifts, Sex and Route 66

deidre was hoping that the digital camera would be back from Canon so that she could take pics of her presents, but it’s not yet, and deidre looks like a chipmunk in the little movie she made so she isn’t going to post it. she’ll try to re-do it on Monday. Maybe the camera will be back by then and she won’t have to.

she woke up early that morning. she was so excited about the things that were planned, and she was uncharacteristically thirsty. deidre started to get up to go and get some OJ, but Master decided that He would get it for her. Since Master has never offered to get deidre a drink while We/we were at home she figured that something must be up. He brought her a little glass of OJ, and told her to go back to sleep. Some orders, like falling back asleep on her birthday, deidre just can’t seem to follow, but she stayed in bed like a good girl. Within just a few moments deidre could hear the sound of scissors and paper and knew that Master had waited until the last moment to wrap her presents.

deidre stayed in bed only for about 5 minutes after the sounds of wrapping were finished and then she begged Master to please be allowed to get up. There was a stack of prettily wrapped gifts on the glass table in the living room. Master asked her if she’d like to open them right away, and because she’s a dumb-ass sarcastic little bitch she said that she would prefer to wait until noon. He said ok, and deidre was forced to wait.

Finally, after breakfast and coffee, noon rolled around and deidre was allowed to open them. From isabellaval deidre received a copy of both The Trainer and The Academy, which are books 3 and 4 in the Marketplace series.

From slave_karirenee, deidre received a copy of the movie The Piano as well as it's soundtrack. There are a few reasons why it’s one of deidre’s favorite movies. First, it’s just a darn good story. Second, the music is incredible. Third has something to do with Master’s recent trip to Oklahoma and Kansas. While He was away deidre borrowed The Piano from the library and watched it. she was sitting back minding her own business, and missing Master when all of the sudden she saw something familiar on the screen. It was a scene where Harvey Keitel was nude, facing away from the camera. Well, surprisingly, Master and Mr. Keitel have the exact same ass!! It was the perfect thing to see at the time and made her feel quite a bit better.

deidre couldn’t exactly open it, but from slavemasterd she received the final amount so that she could have her first waist-training corset made.

deidre’s bathroom is decorated in Rubber Duckies. It started with just one that she brought with her from California. Her first rubber ducky had been a gift from deidre’s mother when she was pregnant for the first time. For some crazy reason deidre decided that this ducky needed to come with her in the limited number of things that she had room to bring when she moved to Florida. For months He sat forgotten in a box in the closet until one day deidre rediscovered him. From that point forward his new home was on the rim of the tub against the back wall.

A few months later Master and His deidre were in Bed, Bath and Beyond looking for a new shower curtain when We/we stumbled across happy little rubber ducky shower curtain hooks and bought a blue shower curtain to go with it.

When deidre’s 27th birthday rolled around the little money subbie that she had, browsed her wish list on Amazon and decided to send her a ducky bathmat and soap dish.

After the pool was complete, Master and deidre found a giant rubber ducky at the grocery store and bought her so that she could live in the backyard.

Then at Christmas-time deidre’s mom, knowing that the original rubber ducky that she gave deidre started it all, gave her these little duckies that suction cupped onto the shower wall.

At this point deidre figured that she probably had enough rubber duckies. Evidently K, Master’s brother didn’t agree. 4 of the gifts that were on the table the morning of deidre’s birthday were stuffed with rubber duckies. There were Halloween duckies, Pirate Duckies, Birthday Ducks and even little baby glow in the dark Halloween duckies. deidre’s favorite is the one that is dressed up to look like a black cat. It has little black ears and whiskers on either side of his ducky beak. she also has what appears to be a lifetime supply of ducky post it notes and ducky tattoos.

From Master deidre received a few things off of her wish list including a new book of sheet music so that she can play twangy country songs on her guitar, a beautiful silver belly button shield, copies of 2 of her other favorite movies, Memphis Belle and Very Bad Things, and of course deidre’s wonderful trip to BigCatRescue.

After cleaning everything up We/we got ready to go to the cat place. Which was a blast. One day she swears she’ll stop writing about it and boring you all to death. After the big cat place We/we drove over to the Apple Store so that deidre could have a little lesson in iMovie so that she could start making naughty videos for her customers. she learned quite a bit and can’t wait to get some made.

We/we were going to go out to eat in Tampa, but it was getting late and the dogs needed to eat and be let out so We/we drove back home before going out to dinner. We/we had a Calamari appetizer, Cheesy biscuits, Caesar salad, salmon, steamed veggies and drinks served to Us/us by the most wonderfully witty and hot waitress that deidre has had, ever.

Melina was just incredible. She has one of those personalities that makes her seem as if she fears nothing. she joked with us and had quick little smart-ass comments. There was just something about her that deidre can’t describe. Melina seemed perky and fun, but not in a cheerleader kind of way. she was perfectly spunky. Master wasn’t attracted to her at all, but enjoyed watching deidre’s reaction to her. This girl didn’t have a chance to go back last Monday to see her, but will probably do so this coming Monday. There’s just one little problem. deidre’s been speaking with a sweet, very cute potential slave sister and now feels slightly guilty about going out and hitting on another girl. A. says that she has no problem with it, but deidre’s little conscious is giving her trouble. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens on Monday.


Master's trip is going well. He started in Chicago and drove down through Saint Louis, into Kansas, then through Oklahoma and Texas, over to New Mexico, stopped to see bella_de_vil, celticslave, and cowboy_m. Today He was in Arizona. Along the way Master and His brother have been stopping and all kinds of Route 66 restaurants and little touristy things including The Launching Pad Restaurant, the arch in Saint Louis, The town where K was born, Some Cavern in New Mexico (she thinks), Roswell, a giant crater, Phoenix and Sedona in Arizona. They are having a wonderful time, and Master was kind enough to send her a post card or two.

Master will be back in just under 5 days. deidre can’t wait to see Him again. Once He returns deidre’s cunt will finally be fuckable!! she cannot wait to feel that sensation of His cock sliding into her for the first time again and then to feel His cock pounding in and out of her. deidre’s little pussy is just so happy.

deidre’s been neglecting her lj, at least putting something important here. The thing is that she’s lonely without Master. It’s almost as if when He left He took most of deidre with Him and all that’s left is this empty feeling shell. Without Him here there just doesn’t seem to be as much purpose. What’s the point of being a deidre with no Master Lee? It’s like watching your favorite movie, but in black and white and with no sound. It’s not the same. It’s flat. It’s blah. It’s pointless.

deidre's birthday part 1

This is really the second part, but she's writing about it first 'cause she can :)

After getting up and around and opening the presents, deidre got ready to go to Big Cat Rescue. We/we ended up leaving home later than planned and stopped by the library to drop off some things that were due and then began the drive over the bridge to Tampa. At one point a wrong exit was taken, deidre won’t say by whom * Master * and deidre was afraid that We/we would be late. We/we were by only about 5 minutes though and they let us in after signing a special disclosure.

deidre got to see some very beautiful animals and some others that had been treated so badly she was on the verge of tears.

One of the tigers had been kept chained to a wall to guard a stash of drugs and had spent so much time lying on the floor that she was not only underweight from lack of nutrients but had softball sized calluses on her ‘elbows’

One of the panthers had been part of a circus act where he was forced to jump through a ring of fire. Whenever the poor guy refused to do so he was clubbed over the head, which eventually led to horrible tear duct damage and a fear of humans.

Another one of these beautiful creatures was kept in a harness that was never adjusted. Eventually his flesh began to grow over the harness and it had to be cut out with a razor.

Most of the animals at Big Cat Rescue have stories like this. They’ve been neglected and abused, but there are happy stories too. Walking around watching them deidre could see a bit of her own cat’s playfulness in some of the big kitties. They’d role over and show their bellies, or meow in response to the guide’s voice or just do other goofy cat things. We/we got to hear a lion roar too. It was an incredible trumpeting sound, completely unlike the sound that comes from the MGM Lion.

Some of the animals have retired from performing early at this sanctuary so that they can live out their lives happily. As happily as an animal in a cage can be. The enclosures are large and clean, not cement like at a zoo but with vegetation growing inside so that they can live as naturally as possible. Their health and diet are monitored carefully though there is never direct contact unless necessary. The keepers do not get in the enclosures to pet them or to play with them. There are plans in place in the event of an emergency so that the cats can be evacuated quickly and safely.

The staff consists of only 4 paid people. The other 60+ people who are involved are volunteers. It’s obvious from their body language and words that these wonderful people care for the animals quite a bit.

she couldn’t take a camera with her so she has no pictures to share unless she steals them off of the website but there will be plenty of time to take pics later on because deidre will be volunteering there!

On the first Saturday of every month the facility has an orientation. deidre will be attending the one in October. Master wants her to have plenty of time to think it over before she give up half of her time off. Afterward there is an interview process to determine if the potential volunteer is sane enough to work there. Hopefully deidre will pass that test, get her little yellow shirt, and begin spending 8 hours there every other Monday. she will begin on the lowest rung of volunteers with duties that range from weeding, to shit clean up to washing off the slabs that the meat is placed on. deidre will probably never be able to donate more than 16 hours a month of her time to this wonderful place, so chances are slim that she will ever be raised to a level of higher responsibility. she’s okay with that. It’s worth it.

Master asked her on the way home why it was worth it if she is never raised above the lowest level. her answer was simple. Most people have the ability to rise above their circumstances regardless of what they are. There are almost always options for a person to work themselves out of situations. It may be difficult, and at times seem impossible, but it’s doable. These animals don’t have that ability. They’ve either been taken from the wild or were raised in captivity and have become dependant upon humans. They can’t be turned loose. They can’t be expected to survive on their own. People put these animals into these situations. deidre is only one person, but she can make a little bit of a difference in some of these animals’ lives. As silly as it may be deidre hopes that one day perhaps one of them will look at her and know her, to see her without judgment, to consider her a friend or whatever the equivalent is in kitty language.

More about presents and deidre’s very fuckable waitress to come.

Death to Ernesto!

Well, today is deidre’s 28^th birthday. she’ll be spending the day working getting properly used, fucked, spanked and beaten by her wonderful Callers. Tomorrow, as deidre may have mentioned, she is going to Big Cat Rescue on a tour of their facility and to get more information about possibly volunteering there.

Up until this morning deidre was fairly excited about all of this, however, thanks to Ernesto, deidre’s enthusiasm is curbed a little bit. Let deidre show you why….

See that line that represents the path of the hurricane? Follow it up toward Florida’s Gulf Coast. Now, see that cute little purple X? That’s deidre’s house. Oh! Look! That line just happens to be passing right through the X that marks where deidre’s happy little home is. Gee…it says it’ll be there about 8 am Thursday, just in time for Master to have left safely on His trip.

For almost 4 months deidre has been casually bringing up to Master the fact that He is leaving to go on His road trip right smack dab in the middle of the busiest time of the hurricane season. deidre has no experience with hurricanes. There hasn’t been one that directly fell on this area in 60 years. Earthquakes, Blizzards, Fires…she can handle that. she’s been in freezing weather without electricity or running water for days. she felt the Loma Prieta earthquake in 1989 and has felt several smaller ones through the years.

A hurricane though, that’s a different matter. She’s not concerned with the high winds. Master’s home is concrete block. It’s not likely to be blown over. The rain on it’s own isn’t a big deal either, unless you consider the pool. While there’s power though draining the pool isn’t a problem. It’s the storm surge that is most troubling. According to deidre’s research if a category 4 hurricane hits just north of us, there will be approx. 14 feet of storm surge. That’s 14 feet of extra water washing up onto the shore and eventually through the streets to Master’s home.

deidre’s lucky though. she has several different places she can go to get out of the way. she, the cats, dogs and some emergency supplies can hop into the SUV and drive 2 hours to Orlando to stay with family, or drive 9 hours up to Atlanta to stay at Master’s other house. The emergency supplies, and important paperwork are all packed. The SUV will be full of gas, and if for some reason she can’t get gas somewhere along the way, a full tank will take her as far as the Georgia border. deidre will have Master’s cell phone which is loaded with emergency numbers. she’ll have cash in case the power’s out and she can’t use the credit card. Everything is all set and prepared.

So why is she so scared?

In the end, the hurricane will probably miss us, there will be no storm surge, and no reason to pack up and go. If it keeps heading right toward us then Master’s flight out of Tampa on Wednesday will be delayed and deidre can sit back and just let Him take control.

Yeah, let’s just think positively. The damn thing will miraculously die out there in the gulf, the skies will be blue, the waters calm and all will be right with the world.