The Noise in the Garage

3 Dec

You may remember that Sir had bought a piece of red oak to make a paddle.  Well, He left it laying around the house all day Sunday.  

It was on the dresser.  Later, it was on his desk, and then somehow wound its way to the kitchen table.

i noticed, but didn’t comment.

He was out yesterday afternoon, and i was working on a project that’s due tonight, so i didn’t think too much about it.

Then He gets home, i put away my project, and i’m thinking about dinner, He picks up the paddle and a pencil.  He has a small paintbrush in His hand, and overlays it on the end of the piece of wood.

i’m barely paying attention as He traces around the shape of the paintbrush ~ O!  Um, the paintbrush handle, right?  Um, i see.  He’s tracing the handle onto the piece of wood… o.  

He plays with that for a while, asks for a fine point marker, sketches and adjusts…  i’m watching out of the corner of my eye, but then He starts talking about it.

Explaining how He’s going to make the handle.  Explaining how lovely it will be when i’m through sanding it.

THEN, once He’s sketched the handle in to His specifications, He heads out to the garage.

“Let me check on that jigsaw you’ve got out there, make sure it’s working and has the right kind of blade.”  And He disappears.

i have other stuff to do, and really, i’m still thinking about my project, so i’m surprised when i hear this odd rumbling ~ whirring noise ~ what on earth ~ is it the washer?  No.  The drier?  No.

No.

It’s Saw-man, out in the garage, sawing the handle into shape.

He’s out there for a long time.  When He finally comes in, He lays the paddle ~ which now looks like a paddle ~ on the table.

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You can’t tell from the picture, but it’s got a slight tilt.  So depending on which way He holds it, it will have a different impact.  He thinks this is exciting and significant.  i’m ~ well, not quite as enamored of these workman details.

He tests it on me a couple of times, and it seems like it stings a lot more now that it has a handle, no matter which way He holds it.

Then He talks about the sanding process, explaining exactly how i’ll do it, and how to get in the corners of the handle.

i take a couple of more pictures of it, so you can appreciate its full beauty.  No, not as beautiful as it will be when i finish sanding it.  i know.  Still…

IMG_1798And then from a different angle:

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Really, i just like the pictures that have His hand in them, right?  Makes me shiver.

Anyhow, i had sort of hoped that all this work on the paddle and conversation about it was leading to some use of it, but other than a few love taps, that didn’t happen.  By the time we finished eating ~ i had sushi that i’d bought the day before, He had a ham sandwich ~ and watched a show on the Incas and Pizarro on His computer, it was late {for us.}

i sat at His feet for a bit, and then we went to bed. 

Sigh.

Maybe tonight.

But i post this with apologies to Faithful, whose comment yesterday absolutely cracked me up.  In case you didn’t see it, she said:

More please – and not the poster (although nice) but Naomi.

which really made me laugh.    Sorry, faithful.  Maybe tomorrow.  At least it’s not another poster, right?  Lol….

23 Responses to “The Noise in the Garage”

  1. abby December 3, 2012 at 7:21 am #

    WOW..that is some paddle..can’t wait to see and hear about the finished product!
    hugs abby

    • aisha December 3, 2012 at 7:27 am #

      Hi, abby,

      i just read Sir your comment. He says, “FINISHED project. She said “Finished project.” You know that has a particular meaning, right ?”

      i say, “Um no Sir, what… what does it mean?”

      He says, “Sanded and varnished, that’s what it means! She can’t wait to see and hear about it after you’ve got it sanded and varnished.”

      i’m pretty sure that wasn’t what you meant, but i just smile and say, “Um, yes Sir.”

      lol…

      aisha

  2. vanillamom December 3, 2012 at 7:59 am #

    Fun…and..I grok the tilt…that will “move with force” to be sure! And it is a lovely paddle. And you’ll tend to it, lovingly, and perhaps hate it at times, even while loving it, :). I love the pic’s with his hand in it..I feel the same way when I occasionally get a pic with M in them..they make me shiver, too. A wonderful post! (not a post-er… LOL)

    nilla

    • aisha December 3, 2012 at 9:41 am #

      Hi, ‘Nilla,

      Yeah, it is fun. It’s always fun til you’re on the receiving end of the big bad paddle…

      Ok, {laughing} that part is fun too.

      And hands. O, my, yes.

      Thank you, ma’am!

      hugs,

      aisha

  3. Sirqsmlb December 3, 2012 at 8:41 am #

    He is master if anticipation (among other things) apparantly! Happy sanding!!

    • aisha December 3, 2012 at 9:42 am #

      Hi, Mlb,

      Um, thanks? i’m not sure that “happy” and “sanding” belong next to each other… but that’s ok.

      🙂

      aisha

  4. faithful December 3, 2012 at 9:12 am #

    Well at least Lorena will keep me busy until Naomi comes back.

    ~faithful

    • aisha December 3, 2012 at 9:44 am #

      You know i love that you love my little fantasy ~ and Sfp’s too!

      Hug,

      aisha

  5. night owl December 3, 2012 at 9:13 am #

    You’re right, the hand makes all the difference. It turns a piece of wood into something delicious.

    Now i’m wishing i had pictures of Sir S’s hand holding “stuff”. Sir?

    Not to disrespect faithful, I love(lust) the Naomi stories but this glimpse into your life with your Sir really calls to me.

    • aisha December 3, 2012 at 9:50 am #

      Hi, Night Owl,

      i’m so glad you like my RL posts too!!

      And yes, you need pics with his hands…

      i’m totally enjoying your blog too you know…

      aisha

      • night owl December 3, 2012 at 11:56 am #

        (blushing) thank you (looking at the floor) 🙂

    • faithful December 3, 2012 at 6:54 pm #

      No disrespect taken night owl. Her glimpse into Sir’s life calls to me as well. i just do like Naomi’s story 🙂

  6. jadescastle December 3, 2012 at 10:01 am #

    Aisha,

    Um…have you ever sanded anything before? Because….you know….if you offer to hand sand it….this little project could take a Real. Long. Time.

    What in the world were you thinking providing the Man with power tools? You should consider asking for a wood chipper for Christmas. It’s absolutely amazing the things that can accidently fall into a wood chipper. Amazing, i say! Its as if all wood paddles really want to do is commit suicide. 😛

    i like Naomi…but i am always happier to read about your real life. 🙂

    jade

  7. Fondles December 3, 2012 at 11:28 am #

    Love the real life stories too- especially when they are accompanied by pics!

    N that paddle is looking awesome- n yes i love having BIKSS’s (thats a lot of “S”es!) hand/arm in my pics too!

    Now get sanding! Im sure it’ll be gorgeous when it’s all done!

  8. mamacrow December 3, 2012 at 3:33 pm #

    bloody hell, that isn’t a paddle, it’s a cricket bat!!! O.o

    Also finding it fiendishly delicious.. or maybe that’s deliciously fiendish? that he’s making YOU sand it and varnish it and make it ready!

  9. Dumb Domme December 3, 2012 at 3:37 pm #

    I admire his ability to create some drama and anticipation! I also think it’s incredibly sweet and special that he made it for you with his own two hands. That’s really quite lovely. 🙂

    I’m an absolute addict of blending the “sick” and the sweet. 🙂 Independently, they’re great, but taken together, they’re fantastic and so much more than on their own.

    Best,
    D

  10. Wordwytch December 3, 2012 at 6:14 pm #

    There is a joke about Wilson’s Cricket Bats… Keeps the kids quiet… Now you have the equivalent of a Wilson’s Cricket bat. (have to agree with Mamacrow) And all I could think of was…. Keeps the subs spanked/smiling/wet….

    I thought about your paddle the other day and wondered how it was going… when I had to move Armageddon out of the way in the toybox. shudder….

    • night owl December 4, 2012 at 8:47 am #

      “Armageddon”?

      • Wordwytch December 4, 2012 at 6:18 pm #

        It’s a paddle. I think of it as the paddle from hell. I’ll send you a picture.

      • night owl December 13, 2012 at 12:22 pm #

        Sir S and i had a conversation about toys. i expressed my willingness to try floggers, crops, whips, maybe even evil cake servers, but i am SO not ready for paddles. Paddles were my parent’s preferred tool for beatings so there is still too much of an emotional connection to them for me for now.

        Maybe in the future, it might be some form of catharsis to have Him use one, just not yet.

      • aisha December 13, 2012 at 12:26 pm #

        Omigosh, i would think not!!

        i’m glad that you’re both being careful with what you do. It is a fine line between healing and re-traumatizing and fun and not really at all. And sometimes in the heat of the moment, we are not the best judge of what’s going on – at least i’m not!

        Floggers are lovely.

        aisha

      • Wordwytch December 13, 2012 at 2:30 pm #

        I can understand that.

  11. Conina December 3, 2012 at 10:36 pm #

    Hopefully there were some clamps out in the garage along with the jigsaw.

    His hands really are something. 🙂

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