Monday, December 22, 2008

Santa, you didn't even let me explain.

Now I think this predicament earned at least a pout. He didn't even give me the chance to tell him the whole story. I was just an innocent bystander among a few gathered friends at Zed & Ginger's and lo and behold there was a knock on the door. I opened and greeted the visitor with my best manners and still got spanked. Gee. Other than some friendly and harmless pranks I was being a good girl. Really. Sure I might have known a little something about someone's coat coming up missing, but I returned it unharmed. If someone offers you a drink or two...isn't it polite to accept it ? I must say that I think my behavior had been influenced by the eggnog. Yeah that was it. Surely I shouldn't have been held entirely responsible for my behavior for the past year. Many of those "accidental moments of naughtiness" had already gotten my bottom soundly spanked. Guess I'll have to try harder to stay off the naughty list. By the look of my bottom afterward, Santa must of thought I'd been extremely naughty. Ouch. Maybe if I leave him extra cookies next time...