Parting

So, my Mr. Stern (who isn't really all that stern but I haven't been able to think of a suitable nick name for him) went back to the UK on Tuesday morning.

He was supposed to leave on Monday. At least, that's what he thought. We got him all packed and off to the airport and up to the ticket counter. When the ticket agent couldn't find his name and looked at his itinerary, we discovered he had the date wrong. I was laughing like crazy, and quite happy to have him for another day. Can you believe he had the audacity to say he was going to spank me for him getting the date wrong because I'm the organized one? (He was kidding, just in case that's not clear.)

As we had an extra day, and we were both up, and the sun would be up in an hour or so, we went to the Oregon Coast. Drove to Cannon Beach and walked a bit along the shoreline. Though only a little bit as it was freekin' cold. Got some coffee/tea and cheesecake. Drove along the coastline to Tillamook and then back to Portland.

On the way into Portland we drove through Washington Park and walked around the Rose Garden a little (though it definitely didn't look like the picture in the link as it is winter). As we got into the car to stop by Trader Joe's on the way home, he looked through the glove compartment of the Flexcar and found the booklet with q & a about what to do if there is an accident.

"I've been speeding and my spanko boyfriend is giving me a stern look. What do I do?" "Pull over to the nearest secluded area, pull down panties and await punishment."

We both giggled.

"Hey," he said, changing from a stern voice to a lighter one. "We could be like spanko terrorists defacing different things with spanking references."

See. I'm not the only naughty one.

And you can bet this time on the way home from Trader Joe's when we got the car washed and the gas tank filled, I didn't rush at all.

Such a good girl.

Well...for a little bit. I was late to my doctor's appointment today. Normally a (very -- six strokes per minute) spankable offense.

"You're going to get so lax while I'm gone," he said when we finally got a chance to talk on the phone today.

Sigh...yeah...