Only 3 more days to go!!

Hello Stephen,

How are you today? I hope your week is going well. Are you still working on your new album? If not, GET BUSY, DANG IT!!  (insert WHIP sound here). hehehe  Yeah, I might be a nag, but you love me anyway.
It's just that you've been absent from the music world far too long, and even though YES you deserved a break for awhile, to actually have a LIFE outside of the music world, I think one last hurrah is in order. I mean, come on, if Tony Bennett can still tour and sing his lungs out in his 80's, you've still got some mileage left--you're still YOUNG!!  Yeah yeah yeah, cry me a river about being 62 years old, so is my mom and she's an amazing human, who can do much more than her 62 years actually try to limit.  So, WAHHH if you're sitting around whiny-assing about it, get busy DOING IT, and you'll find it's just like riding a bike. It's in your blood, and whether you like it or not, you need to keep the gift going---that's what God would want, you know.  Not that I'm all that religious, but still, it's a gift, and you should not squander it even as you grow older.  It also pays the bills.  So, come on, get off your sexy butt and get it DONE so that I can listen and swoon and cry and laugh, all those things you have made me do with your voice since I was 10.

Okay, enough pep talk for one day!! (Tough love, babyyyy, that's the only way to fly).

I am only 3 days away from VACATION BLISS!!  It was funny, I made myself laugh out loud as I was driving, when I thought, "YAY!! RUNNING AROUND NEKKID IN THE WOODS FOR NINE WHOLE DAYS!!! and then I paused...and added...."GEE, I'D BETTER FIND MY EPI-PEN." Then I started laughing, because DAMMIT, when you're in your 20's, the thought of running nekkid in the woods is just awesome, no regard for any danger or problems, just FREE!!! But then you hit your 40's, and suddenly, "I might be stung by a bee, better bring a damned Epi-pen." LOLOLOLOL  What do you think in your 60's?!!  I really want to know!!  If you said right now, "I'm going to Ramblewood Campground in Maryland to run nekkid in the woods..." how would YOU finish that sentence??  "Better bring the sunscreen?"  Or, "Better bring good socks..." or, "Better have some bandaids in case I scrape myself on a picker bush?"  Isn't it a crock that when you get older, you think of silly stuff like that?!  Kinda annoys me, actually.  I just want to be 20 again and FREE to be NEKKID IN THE WOODS!! TO HELL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES!!  Bugs be DAMNED!! Picker bushes be DAMNED!! Feet be BARE dammit!!

Ah well, the point is, we're going to Campity-Camp Camp, and it's going to be a blast.  Pete and I had a bit of a tiff the other day, though, which kinda put a damper on the festivities around here.  He sometimes rears his ugly "control-freak" head around to spit at me, and frankly it annoys me to the point where I want to walk out the damned door and be GONE FOR GOOD.  I don't like control freaks, I don't want to be married to one, I won't hang out with 'em, I don't even like to give 'em the time of day. They're not worth it.  I've been around 'em all my life, so I can spot 'em a mile away and I try not to touch 'em with a 10 foot pole.  I know being a Dominant person is rather difficult NOT to slide into control-freakness from time to time, but come ON, already, give me a break.  I have spent 40 years out of 43 of my whole LIFE being single, and independent, and thinking for MYSELF, thankyouverymuch.  I don't need somebody else to tell me what to do, or when to do it.  So, whenever he starts pulling that bullshit, I bolt out the door.  I tell him, "I hope your control freak attitude feels better now that you yelled at me, and I hope it keeps you warm at night."  So, his response this time was, "Just leave me alone for awhile."  NO PROBLEMO, PRIMO HEFE BOSSMAN. And I did.  I left him good and alone for an entire evening.  I think it practically killed him too. (Smile)

Anyway, so we both apologized the next morning, but I told him, "I did not WANT to marry a control freak, and any idiot wannabe Dom is actually a control freak in disguise, so please don't be one of those, or I will have to find a real Dom who doesn't need to control my every move, thought, or action."  He said he was sorry, and now we've moved on, but I will not tolerate that kind of crap...not for a moment.  Nope.  Been there, done that.  My sisters are both control freaks, and frankly I've cut both of them pretty much out of my life. We don't talk on the phone much, we don't visit much, we don't really bond very well, we just have small doses of each other and that is perfectly FINE.  That's all I can take.

Well, I have to get going, but Friday morning at 6 a.m., we are OUTTA HERE!!  And we've been rearranged to be on Uncle Ed's "Ambiance Team" to decorate the camp when we arrive!!  COOL!! Uncle Ed is the leader of Leatherhearts, a BDSM "family" (where none of us are really related), and he's the one who performed our wedding...wearing a kilt, and nothing under it. hehehehehe  I love him.  He's so GAY, and proud of it, that he makes me PROUD to be in his family.  His partner, Steve, is awesome too.

Gotta go. I'll try to write again before we leave. Have a great day, and get busy WORKIN' on that MUSIC!!

Love, Rebecca