Tuesday. It’s not Monday.
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Hi Guys. Happy Tuesday! I don’t know exactly what’s so great about Tuesday, but it isn’t Monday at least, right? So, yay! Anyway, hi. Not much going on for me today. I slept well. I took a shower. I did my hair. I am currently enjoying my caffeine fix. I am now perched on my bed with the laptop on my lap and the phone by my side waiting for someone to enjoy my clean sparkly self. Make me dirty! You know you want to…
I may or may not go out for a little while later this afternoon or early evening. I’m having company later and SHOULD go to the store so I have some stuff to offer. Not everyone lives on diet coke and cup of noodles. Who knew?! We’ll see. I won’t be gone long if I do. And I am planning to have sneaky dirty phone sex whether they like it or not so no worries there. In fact, it seems even naughtier and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Ok, now. You guys need to help me out with this… I went to check the box yesterday and Cloverfield had arrived. I eagerly ripped that puppy open so I could at last learn who bought it for me. 
I still don’t know. Pout. Pout. The name on the packing slip does not match any of my callers and the note he included was so vague that didn’t help either. Something like “Amber, you’ll always be Daddy’s lil slut.” Well, yes, yes I will. But which Daddy are you?? It’s cute and all that you’ve had your fun teasing me (paybacks probably), but now it is time to tell me who you are! Pleeeeaaaaassseee….
