I SAW what was shakin' last night, when you attended a movie premiere....wearing a black t-shirt and black jacket with light blue lining, and jeans....my my, you were lookin' mighty fine my friend. Yes, someone posted some photos on Facebook today. Here's one....
Struttin' that sexy butt!! WOOOOOOOO!!! LAWD you kill me.
You look very happy! I'm glad to see that. It's nice to see recent photos of you sometimes, especially if you're having a good time and smiling. That makes me happy!
I just tossed a few apples out for the deer in the backyard, (they come every evening around this time), and watched them peacefully munch for awhile. It's kinda like having a fish tank, it calms people down. Not that I've been hyper today or anything, but it's been a rather crappy couple of weeks with all the terrorist bombings and explosions going on...enough to make a person a nervous wreck.
So I've been trying to just chill out and avoid the t.v., and avoid political stuff on Facebook for awhile. Listening to you sing also helps a lot, when I feel overwhelmed by life and the world around me. You're like an elixir. I'd like to bathe in you, my sweet troubadour, just drown in every word you sing.
Joan Armatrading sings "Willow." That's kinda what you are to me. You're my willow. I love that song. Listening to it right now as a matter of fact... "willing to be your shelter in a storm, your willow, oh willow, when the sun is out...." Shelter in a storm....your willow. That's what you are to me.
Ah well, I've been occupying my time doing projects for camp. Today I made a palm tree....
On the left, there is a roll of wire mesh in a tan color, along with a "palm tree" bush, and all I did was glue some of the mesh around a bamboo pole, in a few layers and hot glued and taped the bush sideways (it's flat on the backside because we're going to tie them to tent pole). Cool, huh?
One down, 5 more to go. I'm going to do one a day, because they are a pain in the butt to make. I burned every finger on both hands with that hot glue trying to get that mesh around that damned thing. But, it'll be worth it when we decorate the Oasis by the pool at camp. I'm also making some "welcome home" signs, one will be at the gazebo at the entrance of camp where we register. The other one will be at the Oasis at the pool area. I've also made 8 centerpieces, with empty coffee cans from my mom that I covered with skeleton duct tape, and filled with dollar store tropical flowers. They turned out really nice, and they were cheap!! Gotta love it.
I've already started packing for camp too. I know, I know, it's about 4 weeks away. But, I pack a ton of stuff first, then I go through it next week and get rid of stuff based on the weather, and then I go through it all again before we leave. (A woman takes packing for a nine day trip seriously)!!
Pete and I attended a presentation about polyamory the other night. It was interesting. Pete wants to go there, but I'm not so sure. I mean, I already let him go play with other women, even after work sometimes. I haven't got anyone to play with myself (YET), but it'll be interesting to see how he reacts when I get there. I haven't seen many poly relationships last very long, though. It's hard for some people who don't have the same level of maturity and the same definitions of things to agree on. I would be the "primary," and someone else would be the secondary, etc. We wouldn't have anyone LIVING with us, but we'd be able to go date other people and have relationships with them.
I don't know if I am ready for that yet, but it's an interesting theory. I asked the question, "what if the secondary chick turns into the Fatal Attraction hag and wants to cause you both lots of pain?" The answer was, "Odds are, you'll have a better instinct about someone as you get to know them." Didn't really answer my question, but okay, I didn't want to be a total downer. But I've known a few people who said they were poly and the secondary chick stood right there in front of the primary and TOLD HER that she planned to STEAL her husband away from her.
THAT, I would probably not like. I mean, I won't fight over a man for any reason, not even Pete, (because I know I can get other men if I wanted to), but at the same time, I'd probably want to claw that little hag's eyeballs out of her head if that ever happened. (Note: I just MIGHT fight over you, not sure). It depends on how nice you are to me....LOL....wink!
So Pete asks me if I'd like to go on a cruise in January to Jamaica. I waited for the punchline. It finally came, when he opened his mouth to tell me that it was a "lactation" cruise. Hmph. Yeah, he thinks it's awesome if a woman can force herself to lactate so that her man can suck on her breasts and drink it. I'm like, "WTF....what kind of DOM are you?!" It kinda creeps me out, thinking he wants to be breast fed like a baby. But, I don't know much about it. I'm just like, "Wow, that's the ONLY way you'd take me on a CRUISE? REALLY?!" I'm kinda freaked out about being in a super crowded ship like the Titanic or something...it just doesn't sound like a lot of fun to me. I'm kinda hesitant about it.
Then he says, "There are two plays opening on Broadway in New York City that I'd like to see...." which is BETTER, but still a bit scary for me....I mean, I was in NYC once, for a day, and it scared the bejeezus outta me. It's HUGE and there are SO many people everywhere....blew my mind. I mean, I worked around big crowds every day at the Museum, nearly 5,000 people a day breathing in my face, asking me questions...but none of them had a terrorist plot in their heads, or a bomb under their coats, ya know? Not like it is now. Now, big crowds scare me.
Well anyway, so Pete has big plans for us this summer. But for now, camp is the only thing I am REALLY excited about. The only bummer is, this may be the last year for camp to happen. It's just not making enough money to sustain itself. I don't know what I'll do if I can't have my 9 days of bliss.
Friday night we're going to see Fleetwood Mac in concert. That should be fun. Always liked them. Then we're going to an "unconference" on Saturday (I'll explain later), and having a breakfast party on Sunday for the people who attended the unconference. I have a whole house to clean before then (it's not so bad really), but I do have things to keep myself busy with around here, to get my mind off my crazy husband with the big plans of bizarre shit, and the politics going on and the terrorists with bombs walking around everywhere. It's just too much for me to deal with.
Anyway, I'm off to go watch some t.v.......channel 167, the DIY channel.....or TCM...not sure.
Bye for now. I hope you had a fun time at the premiere....did you do any music for the film? I'd love to hear it sometime if you did. Take care, and SMOOCH!!
Love, Rebecca
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