Ahh.  Sunday.

Lay in bed until you can’t lay there anymore day.

Unfortunately I got cat hair in my eye and it’s now itchy and swollen and I look vaguely like a monster.  I’m supposed to do a video review today so I’m REALLY hoping this goes away.

Last night was good.  Taylor and I didn’t do any actual “play” at the play party — I think we were both still coming down from last weekends brutality-fest — but I did get a friend to do a little fire play and fire cupping on me.  My back is a delicious mass of slightly bruised circles.

And Taylor laid on the massage table, hooked to a tens unit, for about an hour.  Heh.  Best massage he’s ever had, I think.

It was a very casual, experimental night.  Good times.

Taylor had to work this morning and, usually, when he works these days I’m either already up or getting up at the same time as him…  Which means I miss my naked hugs.  Today I got one and it was awesome.

Naked hugs are when he’s all dressed for work and I’m naked.  For some reason, it feels delicious and indulgent to me to be still curled up in bed and getting a hug from him, my soft, warm skin rubbing against his jeans and shirt.

Weird, I know, but I love it.  Miss it.

Oh.  I also wore high heels last night.  Four inches, totally strappy, and kept them on all night!  yay me!

That’s really all I have.  Time to go do some laundry, get a few things clean.  Or just go back to lounging in bed.  I dunno yet. :)