Actually we’re having pot roast and garlic mashed potatoes for supper, but I WANT some of that there dirty dessert that I made.
It’s imperative that I figure out this begging thing before 5pm! I have to beg for chocolate!
You know what I love about this journal the very most? I can be feeling like the biggest failure, like the only one in the world who can’t master a simple request, but I post it here and find out that I’m not alone at all. That a lot of you struggle with the same stuff. I love that.
I’m totally in on the “care and feeding of your Dominant” handbook, missa. *snicker* We really should contribute to a manual of some sort.
I liked what Leathers had to say in this comment. I can understand that, BUT, like most everyone else who commented, the persistence, to me, begins to feel like whining and would be irritating (I would think?). You use the child in the grocery store example, and that’s also a perfect example of WHY I wouldn’t want to do that. Even in a more appropriate, adult like manner, it’s still whining. Or feels like whining. It feels manipulative to use the “begging” to “force” Him to give me what I want.
Or I’m just looking at it completely wrong. I don’t know!
I like what teasybratt said here too. But, if what He wanted was to hear and see my “emotional degradation”, it would be sufficient that I stand there in front of Him, blushing and wringing my hands and *trying* to come up with something to say. And it’s not, at least not always. When that is enough and I get what I’ve “begged” for, I think it’s more that He takes pity upon me than that I’ve pleased Him with my begging skills.
Well, I am taking extreme personal comfort in knowing that most of you suffer this embarrassment with me. I’ll be thinking of all of you when I’m pathetically trying to beg for that chocolate dirty dessert tonight!