Capturing the Moment

I was thrilled to find that last week's Red or Black post was Chrossed on the weekend. After all these years it's still gratifying when Mr. Chross notices one of my posts and singles it out for inclusion in his Spankings of the Week. My stats take a sharp upturn, and remain higher than usual for several days before settling back.

Speaking of stats, the number of pageviews I was getting dropped significantly after I added the adult content warning to my blog. My blog was no longer found in Google searches, and much of my traffic comes from Google. But then after a week or two, it once more reappeared in Google search, and now my stats are consistently higher than they were in the days before the adult content warning. Go figure!

But back to the subject of this post. I like to tell you about the spankings I receive. Trouble is, when something funny or memorable happens during a spanking, my first thought is, "I must blog about this" but then by the time the spanking is over, I have forgotten the details. This is especially true of the witty quips that Ron often comes out with. Unless I repeat the phrase over and over in my mind, it's often gone before I can record it. Spankings have a habit of driving all other thoughts out of my head, for some reason.

Ron would frown on my sitting down at the computer right after the spanking has concluded to blog about what had just transpired. To be honest, I don't feel much like sitting after one of his spankings. I try to jot down pertinent phrases on a bit of paper, but still I forget important details.

So the question is, how do I capture the moment? Setting up the laptop to record our session might be a solution, but I would be too embarrassed to ever watch it, and Ron would find it distracting. Maybe a tiny tape recorder like the ones we used at the office, hidden in my shirt, would be helpful. But they are quite expensive. I could hire a secretary to take down our memorable words in shorthand, but does anyone still know what shorthand is? How about if I stop Ron after he has spoken, then grab a pen and notebook and scribble down his words. No, scratch that. My handwriting would probably be unreadable because, knowing my husband, he would keep right on spanking.

I guess I'll just have to rely on my feeble memory to recall enough details from a spanking to create a post that is Chross-worthy.