- This song here which is a perfect ode to Chocolate and love of said chocolate and to the pure and enduring nature of that love. I want to put the video on my blit but I cannot work out how to. When I work it out then it will appear.
- Tonight I am going to see some friends and have a little pre-Christmas meal and giggle.
- Tomorrow I will go and get a big Christmas tree and put it by the fire (I know that seems threatening but the dogs have promised to save the tree from any sparks and the tree has agreed to call out if it gets worried.)
- I have done all my Christmas shopping.
- I have not written or sent a single card but have decided to forgive myself (someone has to)
- I went for the first run in ages today. I only ran seven K but it was fine, good in fact. I was terrified I would have been too unfit to move but I wasn’t!
- One week tomorrow Himself will be in my house being spoiled rotten.
- I have not been naughty in about two million years and therefore I am bound to spend a Christmas not having various things happen.
This will not happen to me. I am too well behaved to ever, ever be caned. This, therefore, could not happen.
This will not happen to me. This girl looks nervous and I will have no cause to feel or look nervous when I am in a state of undress.
This will not happen to me. This lady has pretty shoes on and therefore she is about to go out. When I am going out over Christmas that is where I shall go. There will be no being held over a lap as an aperitif.
This will not happen to me. Although this lady has very pretty thighs she has clearly done something very bad indeed. I am glad she has someone there to sort her out. Ladies like her need that. I would too if I were like that. But I am not, so this will not happen to me.
This will never, ever happen to me. There appears to be a piece of wood attached to her rather delicate bottom, she is waiting for some EMT to remove the wood, poor girl. I will be far too well looked after to ever have pieces of random wood stick themselves to my angelic posterior.
This, however, may well happen to me. Don’t you just love a holiday that incorporates underwear?
Pretty pictures, pretty sentiments, and pretty optimistic outlook as to how your bottom will be dealt with over the Christmas break, so far be it from me to cause any disillusion. And whatever you do, don't think about who I am or how long it has been since I spanked anyone.
Love the Kit Kat song!
It sounds like there will be so many things to look forward to that will not be happening. Or things happening to not look forward to. Or things to look forward to that will happen and maybe things to not look forward to that will happen anyway….Enjoy every bit of it!
Poppy, as Christmas approached have a great time.
When Himself arrives, remember he is older than you so handle him with care.
Enjoy whatever it is that you are going or not going to do, I sure that you have totally confused Himself, you have me, WEG!
Warm hugs,
Paul.
No confusion here, Paul. Think of yourself on your best day, in your best form. That will be me the while I'm there. You have a happy Christmas too, young man.
Dev. I ignoring you, you sound too cheerful about all this. Paul, sadly he is not in the least confused. I wait, hopefully, for conusion to descend upon him and, alas, it does not.
Sara, I do plan to enjoy every single moment.
Frabjous day? How brillig!
Thankyoo for putting my kitkat song on your blog. That was a really awesome thing for you to do. I hope you have an ace xmas, and get what your heart desires because you deserve it