Monday, January 21, 2013

Today's menu

The idea for today was a quick nip to the comic shop to grab a smaller size of His favourite Judge Dread t-shirt, grab a new external hard drive... a bigger one needless to say... get miss kitty a new food bowl 'cos she refuses to eat out of her other new one and find something for lunch. Oh and do the unthinkable and drop in to our local shopping centre for a few items. Oh and drop by the Converse shop to get Him more shoes for his captured breeding program... at least that is what one suspects is going on behind closed cupboard doors.

In theory most of this shouldn't have taken more than a couple of hours... well maybe a bit more with the distance thing thrown in. In reality it took all day. And oddly enough it was the finding something for lunch thing that caused most of the problems. It was a free day which meant that we could have anything we liked...
Why is it, when confronted with that much choice that we both turned to each other, looking rather like rabbits in headlights, and screwed up our noses going... meh, you choose? In the end we settled on sushi... reluctantly... which meant Chermside. And that was where the plan started to unravel just a little...
Well the time certainly did...

It unravelled because of clothes...

It started with Him voluntarily ducking into a shop to look at t-shirts and ended with one small slave purchasing... peers around furtively and whispers, trousers. Now there is a strict "skirts unless permission is granted for an exception" rule around here. A rule He relaxed on the spot when he saw the trousers (which is a lose descriptor) on. That is how one ended up with a pair of pants that any hooker would be proud to wander round in. The things are so damn tight that there are probably body parts that will not receive their quota of oxygen while they are on.
In fact one had something rather similar in the 80's...
Sighs and one doesn't remember paying quite that much for them last time L

1 comment:

ancilla_ksst said...

I met some friends at a diner Saturday and the first thing they said to me was not hi, hello etc. It was "I've never seen you with pants on." See, I do own jeans! And sometimes wear them, although not usually to go out with Master, then it is skirts.