The Candyman Cometh...

If you didn't know, as I suspect most of you did not, that is sort of my pet name for Master. I don't think I've ever revealed that little piece of information, lol. I think it's a neat nick name. There are a few reasons behind it. It has nothing whatsoever to do with the well known horror flick from the nineties. Nor is He always "sweet as candy", or sweet enough to warrant that nick name in a nice way, lol. (He's a Dom, gimme a break. Some of them just don't do "nice") What would cause me to have started calling Him that, then?
It has a lot to do with a little form of "non-verbal" communication that He started using a long time ago. A kind of signal (something He can easily use in public, too) that I would soon learn to pick up on and recognize..and know what it meant. It's a warning, really. (Although the general public would never know that, which is the great part) Whenever I've just done something to get myself into trouble, or, I'm extremely close to crossing a line with my actions or behavior, He'll start to whistle (sometimes even sing) a tune. Softly at first, then, if I don't pick up on it, a little louder and more pronounced. Sometimes He'll add some pointed eye contact, for instance, a smoldering gaze. Nonetheless, I know damn well what it means when He whistles that tune. The tune is "The Candyman"..you know, from the original Willy Wonka movie? Sammy Davis Jr also did a version of it I think back in the seventies, but it's funny because it's such a cheesy, sunshiney song...but what it really means in my world is that I'm skating on thin ice. Very thin ice. Anyway, He used to watch the movie as a kid and remembers this incredibly cheesy song, which He started to whistle whenever He was irritated with me over something. He said it was a "cheerful warning" to cut it out. Whatever I was doing,  knock it off before it was too late and I ended up regretting it. The first time He sang the song out loud I looked at Him and busted out laughing. I couldn't help it, it was so funny...a big bad Dom singing about how "The Candy Man Can". It's still hard for me not to giggle when I hear Him start to whistle it...sometimes people smile, or will give Him strange looks..but He doesn't care. He'll whistle it while walking through Bed, Bath and Beyond, while we were shopping for new bedsheets..I'm not kidding you. The song choice is His silly, goofy, inner child coming out to play...but for me it's always a message, and one I've learned not to take for granted. Blowing off the "Candyman" can and often does lead to painful consequences..lol.
Anyhow, for those of you unfamiliar with the song (and it's giggle worthy lyrics), take a listen...

See? It's funny. At least to me it is. I had never heard the song before He introduced me to it. He's a little older than I am, though we grew up mere minutes from one another in the same small town here in Michigan.  And also, it's funny because although I DO remember the movie Willy Wonka, my memories aren't as good as His. While it was one of His favorites, Willy Wonka and his crazy ass Oompa Loompas scared the living Hell out of me, and in fact managed to give me actual nightmares for years after I'd seen the movie. I always dreamed that I was chopped to pieces by the giant bubble-fan thing. You know, when all the kids drank the soda pop and floated to the top of the room, towards that stupid fan....anyways. I don't know. It scared me. And Johnny Depp's remake was no better, damn Him. Can we say "creepy?" He was worse than the original Willy Wonka! Omg!
I suppose, with my hatred of all things Wonka, using "The Candyman" song as a warning was actually a pretty good choice. It's odd that I recall the movie, but not this song though...

Is it any wonder that I've started disliking this song? Especially since it means I'm in trouble. The Candyman can, in fact, deliver some pretty good punishments, when He's provoked by my naughtiness, that is.  ;)  Well there you are my friends..that was today's interesting "something you didn't know" about my Master...or, if you'd rather call Him..Candyman. He's coming home tonight, for the weekend, and I'm sitting here hoping that our time together will be well spent. He hasn't done any whistling or singing lately, thank God, because the last thing I want to hear is.. "Who can take a sunrise, and sprinkle it with Dew?.. ect". He did say something mean and kind of harsh last night that made me cry after I hung up with Him..but that's just sensitive, fragile me. In reality, He should be able to call me any name He likes without me being all hurt by the insult. I've gotta get over that. I just want this weekend to be better than last weekend, when we were both horribly ill. I am happy to say that He is completely recovered now, while I am still unfortunately struggling with the tail end of a bad cold/sinus infection. However, it isn't all that bad when I take some Robitussin CF every 4 to 5 hours, so I should be able to serve Him and hopefully have some fun while doing it...unlike last weekend when I was just a sniffling, snotty, feverish ball of uselessness. He did let me skate on a few of my chores this week, which I was very thankful for, as I'm still feeling a little tired and worn out. Going to work sick and on little sleep for the last week has definitely taken it's toll on this Doll...

So, here I sit, waiting for my Candyman, getting some R+R now, before He gets home. It sucks that I get today off but have to work tomorrow..but my boss's rules are that everyone has to work at least some weekend hours, and since He gives me Saturdays off I have to work those hours on Sunday every week. Yuck. :( Then, I have a very important appointment with a new doctor first thing Monday morning which Master will be escorting me to. He always tries to take me to the more important medical stuff so that He knows whats going on with my health.

That's all I got for now...
I hope everyone has a wonderful fun-filled weekend ;)

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