Goldilocks and the 3.....2... no only .......one Bear

Goldilocks hasn't been feeling herself for the past week.  Tired and walking around with fog brain so not functioning properly.  Wednesday nights Goldilocks and Papa Bear usually compile a shopping list for the following day.  Papa Bear does the shopping (yes I know I'm spoilt), it just works out better that way for different reasons. Anyway seeing Goldilocks was away with the fairies, Papa Bear compiled the list by himself, and didn't consult Goldilocks at all.

After  shopping Thursday we both put the groceries away, so I wasn't sure what exactly Papa Bear bought.  Until it came time to cook dinner that night.  I went to the fridge to find no fresh vegetables.  I asked if he had bought them and perhaps left them in the car.   His reply was 'You didn't ask for them'.  What, how is it turned around to be my fault when I was unaware of what was on the list? So Goldilocks became a bit grumpy and maybe said a few things which are not particularly wise for someone who practices DD/TTWD.

So Friday Papa Bear gave Goldilocks a list of errands to run after my art class.   One was to buy the vegetables and the other to buy stamps for our Christmas cards. 

Goldilocks enjoyed a lovely two hours at  art class amongst a bunch of lovely ladies listening to relaxation cds and chilling out. Once the class was finished I took my art supplies back to the car and went shopping.  At the post office  I asked for the exact number of stamps we required.  Went off to the side  desk and placed a stamp on every single envelope or so I thought.  To my surprise there was one spare, so I checked and rechecked.  Then thought I mustn't have counted properly in the first place.  I then posted the cards but had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach something must be wrong. Guess we won't know if everyone receives their cards as some are to elderly relatives who don't reply anyway.

On returning home I explained to Papa Bear the circumstances and he was not at all pleased as you can well imagine. He lectured me on how I need to slow down and check things more thoroughly. I knew I should have brought the cards home to do them and he pointed this out also.  So  I was preparing my  lunch and Papa Bear prepared his porridge, which he eats at lunch time and yes even though it is now summer here, still has it hot. Next thing I know he started spanking me with his porridge spoon over my skirt.  He felt my bottom and realised I had my lacie boylegs on which he liked the feel of.  Next thing he lifted my skirt and whacked me a few times over my panties, they soon came down though and he started in with hard thwacks.  I was actually enjoying the feel but thought I better add some sound effects to make him happy.  So OUCHED a few times.   He lectured me about my general behaviour during the week and how I need to improve my attitude.

Saturday morning we went to a church fete  mainly to check the church out.  My art teacher happened to be on one of the stalls, so told Papa Bear how I was an extremely good colourist as she has named us all.  Also that I've brought a lot of great ideas to the class to share and how wonderful it has been.  Papa Bear was very impressed with this. Then we wandered down to the foreshore where they held the annual   toy run market.  A group of bikies collected toys to distribute to children less fortunate.  We had a lovely morning walking around in the sunshine, then returned home to prepare lunch.  I was bending over to see what was in the fridge that looked interesting and Papa Bear swatted me again with his porridge spoon.

Lunch was put on hold whilst we enjoyed a bit of a play and nap.

 We woke up  starving and agreed it was a fantastic way to spend the day. 



Have a good week everyone.
Hugs Lindy