Well, it’s been a crazy couple weeks, once I finished my fun scavenger hunt, I completed two mud runs in one weekend phew. Now it’s time to hit the mountains and get some camping in. This time tomorrow my brain will be officially shut off. Just good food, some of my favourite peeps, some happy juice and an up for anything attitude.
This has been and will continue to be a busy, silly, and super fun week. Signed up for a international scavenger hunt. So far I have dressed like a chicken to safely escort people across the street. Am designing a wedding dress out of recycled office paper and danced with a parrot. Much more to complete and I am giggling the whole way. My ‘little’ had taken full reign.
Well a while back I posted how I was a major sufferer of the Mondays. I was trying to turn that around, by being positive and looking in the bright side. Yesterday it worked, woke up bright eyed and tackled the day with energy and vigor. It felt great. This morning however i woke up and I could have sworn it was my usual typical Monday. So…is that progress or do I really just need that one day a week to grump and moan? Bottom line it was really hard to adult today.
Went to the beach the other day (for work even! Luv my job). It was soooooo windy and overcast that swimming unfortunately was cut out as an option. And not really sunbathing weather either. I however came prepared with my handy dandy sand sculpting/play kit. Initially others were supposed to be distracted and I was intending to focus on my art and not have to share, but in the end it was a life or boredom saver for the few of us die hards who were invested in salvaging a perfectly good beach opportunity. While a good chunk of the group gave up and huddled in the bus, 3 of us began making a medievil inspired castle complete with wall, moat and draw bridge. There waaaaas gonna be out Buildings, a landscaped courtyard and some adjustments and repairs to the moat but the time was taken away from us as the majority ruled and our beach date was prematurely ended. Not my- I mean our best work, but it was fun even if I had to collaborate instead of letting my muse take hold. It still counted as an enjoyable beach day!
If there is any time you can be a kid again it’s when the local fair comes to town. Well that time of year has come for me and I couldn’t be more excited! On the agenda? Cotton candy? Of course? Ride? Indubitably! Winning a fuzzy stuffed animal? Probably not, cause Daddy can’t make it! Poor Daddy has to work and miss the fun. I did promise him a pic from the top of the Ferris wheel though. Mainly my agenda is fly by the seat of my pants and have fun!
The Blushes task list
As I predicted Daddy (and I) is having a lot of fun with snap chat. He has been coming up with some blush inducing homework and finds it a lot easier to check up on his little girls progress. Yesterday saw this little girl doing a 3 photo sessions for Daddy. Morning, noon and night. These photos were immediately sent to Daddy upon completion and are to be posted on this journal entry. This always has me blushing with embarrassment, squirming with need and proud to have the opportunity to please Daddy by following his instructions even though I think I may die from embarrassment. At the same time I can’t help the thrill I get when I know that Daddy is proud of me. So though my butterflies in my belly are in overdrive, I usually muster up the courage to follow Daddy’s instructions. Embarrassment is part of the thrill for me after all.
So yesterday morning, I was informed it would be a panty free day. Before I was to get ready for the day I was to pose sitting on the edge of a chair with my legs wide and my fingers spreading my princess parts. Then I was to send the picture to Daddy before I got dressed for the day. I was already squishy when I got dressed. Then I continued my day albeit distracted and not a little bit horny. At noon, I had to find a quiet bathroom and raise my shirt and lower my pants and have a bit of a mid day play until I was on the edge….then I had to stop(pout) and snap a picture and send it to Daddy before i straightened myself up. Then finally after a long and frustrating day. I was to go home and undress and the,gulp, put on a pull up. This was one of the hardest because it is pushing some of my control freak buttons. It makes me feel extremely vulnerable. Anyway o had to be wearing one and sit in the same pose as this morning. Once that one was sent to Daddy, we got a good long video chat where he got to tell me how proud he was…amongst other things.
I also had to think of 5 things Daddy could do to make his little happy.
Buy me ice cream!!!!
Kiss my boo boos
Build me the ultimate pillow fort.
Talk dirty to me
Call me princess
And 5 things to make his little blush
Ugh, I chose
Make me wear a diaper in public
Do random diaper checks
Whisper subtle warnings in my ear if I act up.
Take my temp on my bottom
Call me a naughty girl.
I am what some might politely call technologically backwards, the less polite ones could say stuck in the dark ages. Something new in the tech world comes out and I will discover it, grasp it, muddle through the navigation of it when it is old news for everyone else. Well today I have discovered snapchat. Oh the filters. I ask you editing a photo so you are vomiting rainbows! How can it get better then that. It has also already closed the gap of me and Daddy’s long distance trials. I can already tell He is gonna have way too much fun with this, but I am not complaining cause that usually means I will be having some pretty fun times too. Blushy! But fun.