Dearly Departed

Ooh baby, ooh baby, proceed with caution
Move baby, move baby, we’re in the darkness
Ooh baby, ooh baby, why I’m so heartless?
Dearly departed, dearly departed

More money more problems no changing that
They pop in when they need you and fade to black
Talking this, talking that but let’s state the facts
So many knives in my back, I can make a map
I woke up and I pray for you man, and I pray for your fam
If a man gets bit for holding a snake in his hand
Who do you blame, the snake or the man?

~Jelly Roll & Struggle Jennings

I have used a bunch of Jelly’s songs as titles, already. This was one I was pretty sure I hadn’t. He’s got a lot of great ones. I just got done taking a shower, and put on a cute dress to wear to his documentary premier, this evening. Jackie and I are heading there around 5:30. Adam and the kids are going to get some pizzas, for supper. I still have to fix my hair and makeup. I’m excited to go out, with Jackie, tonight! We’re going to have a great time.

Besides that, I really don’t have much to write about. My baby niece, Pj, has her first viral infection. Poor baby is feeling awful. She’s got a fever and congestion. She just turned 6 months old, on the 25th. The doctor assured them, it’s just a virus. Still, it’s awful seeing her so miserable!

Everyone, at our house, is doing good. We don’t have much to whine about. Adam told me he was proud of me, last night. I haven’t said, or done anything wrong, in a good while. When I do screw up, and get spanked, I always feel the need to have him make love to me. I want to get that reassurance, in the kind of way only sex can provide me. When it’s been awhile, since I’ve had a sore behind, I get much more aggressive, in our bedroom. I find a confidence that gives me desires I don’t express, when I’m feeling humbled. I want to be on top. I’m willing to tell him exactly what I want him to do to me. Sex becomes more about the physical pleasures, than emotional. Don’t get me wrong, I always appreciate the effect it has on me, emotionally. It’s just a different experience, when I’ve been a “good girl”. I get to be a “bad girl”, in bed. It’s fun.

I’m going to go do my best to make myself cute, for my night out. I need to figure out what I’m doing with my hair. It’s so much work to straighten my curls. I’ll probably just go with my natural curly hair, and do my best to tame it. Pictures from our evening will surely be forthcoming, tomorrow!