Adam and I slept in on Saturday morning until nearly 8:00am. He and our son cut the grass while our daughter and I did some laundry together. It started to storm and rained enough to put us in a flood advisory by early afternoon. We sat in the family room and watched movies with the kids most of the afternoon. Adam grilled some burgers and brats for supper. I made some pasta salad to go with. It was a really nice, easy day!

Saturday evening, we decided to play some card games with friends. Jackie had apologized earlier in the day and things were fine between us again. We went to bed a little after midnight and all was well, until I woke up this morning with a pit in my stomach. I had lied to Adam on Saturday morning about something incredibly stupid. I had scheduled an eye exam appointment for our son that was on Saturday morning at 10:20am. I’d gotten a call confirming the appointment on Friday and then, I received a text Saturday morning at 10:30am telling me the appointment had been canceled and to call to reschedule… because we hadn’t shown up. A little later, Adam had asked me “wasn’t his appointment this morning?” Instead of just being honest, I told him it was rescheduled and that I’d gotten a phone call about it a couple days ago. This wasn’t exactly a “lie”, but it wasn’t the truth, either. I truly didn’t even feel a little bit guilty about it yesterday. When I woke up today, though, I kept thinking what if he finds out? I finally got the nerve to ask Adam to come take a shower with me. This is a big, waving, red flag for him, because he knows I often ask to do this when I need to tell him something that he doesn’t want to hear.

When we got in the shower, I told him “I think I need to tell you about something, but I really don’t want to.” He was in such a good mood, too. I was seriously wrestling with myself about whether to say anything about it. It took me awhile to spit it all out. I kind of tried to lay out my defense as I explained the whole situation to Adam. He stood there looking down at me for an uncomfortably long time. When he finally spoke, he said what I already knew. “If I’d have just told him the truth yesterday, it wouldn’t have been such a big deal”. He told me he was disappointed in me, and that it does piss him off that I lied to him. My behind has purple spots on it now from just his hand being used to spank me. I have never actually gotten bruises before! I think it’s a combination of my immune system being run down, not eating well the last several weeks, low iron, and…his hand can do some damage when he wants it to. It hurts almost as bad as a spanking when he tells me he’s disappointed in me. I do feel sorry for that. When it was over, he wrapped his arms around me and told me how much he loves me and that he never wants to hurt me. He let me stay in his arms with my face buried in his chest for as long as I needed. And then, all was forgiven. It was over. The weight was lifted from my conscience. Later, I showed him the results of the spanking he’d given me, but just a little while after, I was being mouthy, and he grabbed a wooden spoon from the utensil holder in the kitchen and swatted my butt a few times with absolutely no hesitation. He definitely didn’t use as much force as he could’ve, but it still stung like hell! I have come to the conclusion that it would not be a wise choice to do anything more to get myself into trouble right now.

We got our patio set up last night. It was a lot of fun making it pretty down there.

Jackie had a friend come by and we all played corn hole for awhile. We were having a lot of fun, but Jackie had too much to drink. She tends to get dramatic and then angry when she does that. For some reason, she started to get after Adam. He wouldn’t ever talk to her like she was talking to him, but I sure as hell will. I finally had enough and, I kept my cool, but we went inside and she knew I wasn’t very happy with her. I love her to death, but don’t fuck with my husband. When we went inside, Adam told me thank you for sticking up for him and that he thought it was hot as hell that I did that.

I’m sure she will be sorry. Probably hung over as well. She’s one of the many people who won’t ever step to me because she knows I’m a force to be reckoned with. In high school, I could be a “mean girl”, but I’ve left that behind me. I never want to hurt anyone. I don’t back down, though. I have no doubt that, if she even remembers last night, things will be just fine today. I love to drink a couple beers and hang out with friends and family, but I can’t stand drunkenness. People get so stupid!

It was a really fun day with a lot of laughs! Just waiting on Adam to get home now so he can help us hang up our patio lights. We found lots of stuff for our deck and patio today. Had my trunk filled!

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.

I woke up yesterday morning with a sore throat and my headache had returned. I was pretty grumpy about it. I’m testing negative for covid now, so I don’t know what is going on? Our friend, Biscuit, came over to detail my car. I had to pick him up yesterday because he buys and sells vehicles all the time and he didn’t have one right now. It was super hot out yesterday afternoon, so he worked on it when the sun went down and stayed the night here so he could get up early this morning to finish. It’s actually beautiful out this morning! I’ll have to drive him back home later today, which is going to suck because construction on the interstate here is making traffic even worse than it usually is.

Adam and I were talking last night about how good I’ve been about staying several steps away from “crossing the line”.

I’m sure it helps that I haven’t had but one day where I’ve felt great in the last week. Adam mentioned that I’m probably making my blog pretty boring right now. I told him I don’t do crap to upset him just so I can write about it! I like it when he is proud of me and when I have absolutely nothing giving me a guilty conscience. That doesn’t mean I won’t find a way to get in trouble one of these days, but I do enjoy the nice, quiet evenings with him.

We have sex literally everyday, at least once, most of the time. I couldn’t while I had a kidney infection, obviously, but other than things like that, we both like to get it on! I think we were both exhausted last night. It was one of those rare nights when we just fell asleep together, instead. I slept with my head on his chest all night long. When I’m sleeping on him, and it’s time for him to get up, he always takes his pillow and slides it sideways next to me, under my head, so I don’t wake up. I didn’t ever know about this until awhile back. I told him I notice that I must take his pillow after he gets up, because I wake up a lot of mornings and I’m laying on it. He told me he’s done that for years. I had no idea! I know that seems like such a small thing, but it meant a lot to me. I love how well he takes care of me. That he thinks of things to do for me that I might not even realize he’s done. It is just another way he shows me he loves me ❤️

I might’ve been a little “cocky”, arrogant, “lippy”, last night. I felt so good by yesterday evening. Got my energy back, my appetite’s returning…as well as my attitude. I was being a smart ass and told Adam I’m excited because I’m not standing right on the “edge of a cliff” with him, so I’ve got several steps I can take before I’m near the edge (the belt) again. I’ve got no guilt on my conscience at all right now. He reminded me how easy it seems to be for me to find my way right back to the “cliff” again. I said “I ain’t scared.” He threw me down on the bed and took his shirt off. He quickly removed my clothes and climbed on top of me. It definitely wasn’t the sweet, gentle, making love kind of sex. He was putting me “in my place”. It was sexy as hell, though.

Today, I’m listening to a new playlist I made. I felt like putting on a pretty little sundress and doing my hair and makeup. I’m cleaning and hanging out with my daughter. She’s feeling much better today, too. I think she’ll be able to go back to school tomorrow. I really want to add to the tattoo on my arm that my brother and sister and I have, and I got a great idea that just came to me. I’m feelin’ a bit ornery. Trying to channel it into things that don’t get me into trouble. I guess we’ll see where this magical day takes us?

We ended up going over to my Dad’s house and listening to some music last night. It was a lot of fun! Kiddos stayed home and Jackie took very good care of my poor sick baby. She’s doing much better today, just needs to be kept on Tylenol and Motrin to keep her fever down. It’s over 90 degrees out and probably 99% humidity, but she’s wrapped up in a blanket. Oliver is watching over her, too ❤️

Between being down with covid and finally getting through the 2 weeks I couldn’t spend money, I haven’t given Adam any reasons to be upset with me. It’s been pretty quiet and uninteresting here I guess! We’ll see how long it lasts, but for now anyway, no cause for any mention of that dreaded belt of his. I’m doing some laundry and cleaned the kitchen. Adam and our son are outside cutting the grass. It’s looking like a blessed, but rather boring Sunday at our house. When I’m feeling 100%, my brain will both come up with ideas for better blog posts, and ways to get into trouble again at some point, I’m sure.

Last night, Adam and I sat out back and set up corn hole. It was fun to just hang out with him. This is the first Saturday he’s taken off work in a long time, so we usually don’t do much on Friday nights. We had plans to go watch a football game with my sister and her husband, and then head to my Dad’s. So, I talked him into staying home today so we could do all of that. We can’t go to my sister’s now because she’s pregnant and definitely doesn’t need covid. There’s still a chance we’ll make it over to my Dad’s house this evening to sit out and watch some friends play guitar and sing their songs.

I have a headache that won’t quit and I’m feeling very tired today, but I’m going to take a nap and try to rally. I’ve been so looking forward to a music night with our friends! Maybe next week, Jackie and I can make our shopping trip that we intended to do this weekend. Adam gave me a budget for our excursion, but it shouldn’t be hard to stick to.

I’m exhausted. I’ll write something more tomorrow if there’s anything to say!

I’ve been feeling kind of crappy the last few days, and I just knew being at the hospital, where sick people go, I would end up with covid again. Darn it if I wasn’t right…. I have been achy in my head and neck and shoulders. My Apple Watch keeps telling me my heart rate rose above 100 while I appear to be inactive, which is a symptom I’ve had every time I’ve had covid. Never happens to me anytime besides with stupid covid. I’ve never been any sicker with it than with a regular head cold, but I get it that not everyone is that fortunate. My son was home yesterday with mild cold like symptoms, but he’s fine now. Still home just in case, but he feels good. My daughter has been perfectly fine and Adam has never had symptoms when we’ve all had covid. So, I guess Jackie and my shopping trip is going to have to be postponed ☹️ It figures…