On singing out loud, nekkid pitchers, and boobs

I’ve not done a great job keeping up with things this week, but it’s Friday now, and time to breathe a bit more deeply. (We here in the states also have a 3 day weekend ahead in commemoration of Memorial Day.) It’s bittersweet, though. Normally, my family would be going to a 4 day long music festival, as we do every year. But, this is the 2nd year it’s been shut down due to Covid. While I look forward to the relaxation, I’m also sad that I won’t be dancing and enjoying myself (fuck you, Covid!).

Anyhow, since I haven’t had time for memes this week, let’s give a little attention to a few right now…

When was the last time you sang to yourself or someone else?

I sing along with the radio quite often when I’m alone (I probably did it just yesterday). But, I don’t have the greatest voice so I don’t sing in a group unless I’m quite certain my own voice will be drowned out by the voices of others.

I used to sing quite a bit when I was younger. Namely sad, slow songs that allowed me to wallow in whatever wild emotion was taking me over as a teen girl.

And I used to sing “You are my sunshine” to my son when he was a baby. (My Husband sang something by Metallica, I think, because it was the only thing He had all the words to.)

But I can see how singing would be an outlet for many. The emotional outpouring that it allows. It’s like screaming into a pillow…

It’s a release.

Topic: Erotic Photography

Erotic photography is similar in a way. It’s a release of energy into the wild unknown that is the internet…a way of putting a piece of yourself out there and setting it free. I missed Quote Quest this week, because I was…well, I don’t really have an excuse…I was just unmotivated and did a lot of napping…but QQ was about this very thing. The quote was:

And KOTW this time around is also about erotic photography.

I do suppose, in a way, it is a kink. I mean, I enjoy taking erotic photos of myself, and I often get turned on while taking them. I also like knowing that others are looking at them, so there is an element of exhibitionism to it. I don’t mind others taking them either. In fact, that’s even more of a turn on for me…being posed and seen through a lense, knowing that’s how they look at me or see me.

So…without further ado…

We got a little sunshine in the front windows this morning.

Happy Friday!

P.S. I’ll be writing up something for Flash Fiction Friday later today. I’d love for you to join me…

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