Hey, all, the second blog post didn't happen, because I ended up unexpectedly under the weather. Not Covid! But I got hit with a migraine and a reaction to wheat (who knew it would take me over forty years to realize I can't eat wheat...).  Better now!  Jason paid attention to me over the past few days, but the check-ins were few and far between. I've done everything I set out to do in June, as far as submitting to him. Being his good girl. And then last night, I crawled into bed in my jammies, my hair in a braid, and laid by his side and just looked at him. When I braid my hair he always says I'm cute. Maybe it brings out the "little girl" in me.  "This was a great day," I said. It had been a simple but really lovely day. I went for a long bike ride with my daughter, we'd grilled, we had a fire pit and roasted marshmallows. There's something about the Fourth of July and s'mores and glow sticks my kids really love. "I'm really ve