"What's this for?" he asks.
"Just a blog."
"I can see that, but what's with all the shopping?" he wryly grins.
"Consider it a shopping guide for you. So you know exactly the gifts I want." Is my smug reply.
"Hmmm. I do spoil you."
"Oh, you know I earn it all. And you know I am worth a helluvalot more than I get."
"Mighty sure of yourself, aren't you, baby?" he says as he stands back a bit.
"I'm going to pout if you keep this up..." I warn him.
"Perhaps you'd better sign off and come remind me what you're so good at" he says in an attempt at a menacing voice (but I can hear the laughter behind it!)
"Maybe I'll stay on a while longer -- so you can punish me" I say in my naughtiest voice.
"Stay on much longer & I recind my offer... which would be such a shame" he says as he turns & head for the beadroom.
And so, I'd better wrap this up!