Ivory Woes

I’ve been intending for a while to write an entry about non spanking sorts of punishments.  Intending to but not actually doing it.  I’m not sure this entry will either but I have to write it and so it’s a start.

As I mentioned in this entry, I can’t have very much sugar without getting sick.  (I did make it through that week, finally btw.)  But this week I’m staying at my parents’ house where the sugar supply is endless.  After several days of hearing (Pab is at home several hundred miles away) of my failure to avoid sweet treats, Pab told me last night that I was to buy a bar of soap today and have it ready for tonight were I to continue to eat too much sugar.

Well, actually, he said "no" sugar.  Which is sort of the problem. 

The threat / warning was enough to make me tear up.   

I was very good.  I got the bar of soap (Ivory).  I ate very carefully, ignoring the homemade bread pudding my mother made for dessert tonight.  Not snitching any part of the three (THREE) pies I baked for tomorrow’s Thanksgiving feast.

I was really really good.  The only sugar I had was a tiny chocolate chip cookie. Which hardly seemed irresponsible to me since it wasn’t enough to make me sick.  Or so I thought.

Okay, well, really I didn’t think very much.  I was busy baking and the cookies were there on the sink and one didn’t seem like a bad idea at the time.

Sadly, three hours later as I stood in the corner of the bathroom, a bar of lathered up soap clenched in my teeth while Pab timed out a minute (I think anyway) it seemed like a very bad idea.  My eyes were full of embarrassed and slightly resentful tears.  Soap tastes really bad and stays on your teeth for a very long time. 

Save one single bite of each of my three pies (pumpkin, pecan and apple) there’s to be no more sugar while I’m away.  None.  At all.  Under a threat / promise / warning of three minutes with the soap.  And a repeat of the punishment when I get home. 

Suddenly I feel trapped by the knowledge that I have to be good.  That I can’t eat any more sugar without there being consequences  (I mean beyond the sugar making me ill which apparently isn’t enough).  How annoying. There’s a bit of resentment, yes.  Even about this entry.  I’m tired and this is hard to write before bed. 

But I also feel looked after and cared for even though we’re apart. 

I just wish love tasted better, I guess. 

Or something.

9 thoughts on “Ivory Woes

  1. domino

    Poor Mija!!!!
    But sugar doesn’t count on special occasions!!!
    I shall eat something sweet for you right *now*!
    love
    domino

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  2. Mija

    Thanks domino. I hope it tasted good.
    Me? I’m so mindless about eating sugar that I just popped a chocolate in my mouth. Even after last night.
    That said, the last two days my sugar consumption is down about 90%. Guess I need a tee shirt that says “responds well to threats.” 🙁

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  3. Natty

    Ewwww…I had to do soap in the mouth for a minute over the phone once and it’s soooo icky! Thankfully A. hasn’t thought to do it since. 😀
    Totally feel for you dear. 🙁

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  4. Haron

    Oh, the evil, evil man! *huggles Mija*
    Seriously, though, no piece of pie is worth a mouthful of soap, so I hope you can avoid this horror.
    Actually, no piece of pie is worth making yourself sick, and I believe that might be Pablo’s point, too. But eating soap also makes you sick, so he shouldn’t really be quite as evil as that!

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  5. domino

    You ate a *chocolate*?!?!?! Eek!!! What tortures will that evil man wreak on you now!!!
    The carrot cake was delicious! 🙂
    love
    domino

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  6. Mike

    Mija, a little piece of advice. Soda takes the taste away faster than anything. tastes horrible, and even diet will work, but it’s the best there is.
    Mike

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  7. Ruby

    I know this is really wierd but I learned to love the taste of Ivory soap. Ill ether wash my mouth out with it or chew a chunk until it’s nice and creamy and then swallow. Another “treatment” I use is to use a half bar of regular gold Dial soap and hold it in my mouth for an hour!

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