I got a call from a singer/songwriter friend of ours yesterday. He wants me to come sing back up for him Saturday after this one. We’ve done this several times at this bar, and it’s a lot of fun. My voice is shot right now. I’m so hoarse and squeaky. Surely it’ll be better next week?? He told me to take a couple shots of whiskey and I’ll feel much better. Eew. Nah. As long as my voice returns, it will be a lot of fun, though.

Jackie and I have all kinds of plans today. We got some strings of globe lights to hang under the deck here that will hang over the patio downstairs. I’ve wanted to do this for awhile now. I’ll take pictures when we get them up! We’re also going to a few fun stores today. Adam didn’t have to go into work as early as usual this morning, so I got up while he was still getting ready. As he was leaving, he told me to “be good”. I replied that I’m always good. Then, I laughed and I told him “Actually, Jackie and I have lots of plans today, so maybe you did need to tell me that”. He shook his head and said, “you’d better not”. Today is Friday, and it’s a 3 day weekend for us because Monday is “Labor Day”. Adam and the kids are all home for it. Even though I sound terrible, I feel pretty good, and I’m excited for it to be the weekend.

Adam keeps telling me to “rest my voice”, but it doesn’t seem to help. I sound worse when I haven’t talked for awhile. There’s not a chance in hell I’m going to hang out with my best friend all day and not speak! Jackie and I also have plans to attend a “rally” or “protest” walk next Wednesday. The flyer for it says, “help us be their voice and show them we care!” Hopefully, I can still do that! We’re making signs and I am excited to be a part of something that matters to me.

I don’t have much else to report today. I guess we’ll see how much trouble I wind up getting myself into with Jackie today 😆 I don’t intend to. It’s always a possibility when we’re together, though. We really are Lucy and Ethel sometimes.

Last night, I was telling Adam about a comment on my post from yesterday. It essentially said that he’s showing me love, even when he gets out his belt. He said “That’s exactly what I always try to tell you!” Of course, I know this. I know he never wants to hurt me. He and I both can enjoy when he gives me a playful spanking. Neither of us enjoy it when he’s not playing. He often tells me that it isn’t fun for him to have to punish me. He has let a lot of shit go for this very reason. He loves me and he hates when I’m sad, afraid, or especially, when I cry.

I was sitting out on our deck last night with Jackie. The weather has been getting cooler in the evenings and early mornings. I love being able to be outside. We were having fun chatting and listening to music. Adam came out to ask me if I was ready to go take a shower with him. I sarcastically told Jackie, “Sorry, my dad’s making me go inside”. I can’t even remember what else I was being a smart ass about once we got in the shower, but Adam told me I was being “mouthy”. I kind of was. We started to (playfully) argue about something I also can’t remember now, and I told him he was “lying like a rug”. He smacked my butt and told me “say it again”. Which (to me) clearly means, “fuck around and find out”! So, I said it again. He spanked me harder. This went a few more rounds before he warned me he could keep it up all night. It was silly and playful, but he would not let me “win” this. I am stubborn. I don’t give up easily. I kept it up a little longer. I spelled out L-I-A-R. My behind was red as hell before I finally gave up. He did, eventually, “win”.

This morning, I’m feeling better than I was, but I’m losing my voice. I sound like heck, but feel pretty good. I’ve got the windows open and I’ve got the kids off to school. Going to get me a cup of coffee and go sit outside for awhile before I start my work here at home. Jackie is home the next several days, so I think we are going to clean out the boxes in the garage and get some more storage totes to label and nicely stack some things away. Adam took her car to work and left his truck so we can load some things up and bring them to recycling. Tomorrow, we are going to take our long overdue shopping trip.