Merry Christmas and making your day (and backside) bright (red)

Merry Christmas to you and yours!

It is Christmas where I am, although it does not look like it. Most of the snowfall that we got a couple of weeks ago has nearly melted away. It is windy outside with the temperature holding at 6°C.

My guy arrived home yesterday evening. He asked that I meet him at 18:45 after I had indicated that I should technically wait an hour after his plane arrives. My original proposal time was 19:00.

Guess who was correct? Yes, me.

My guy texted me at 18:10 and said that he was half an hour late. I was okay and told him to take his time. He actually got to the office at 19:00, hailing a speedy taxi.
Naturally, we were thrilled to see each other. We spent some time cuddling in the treehouse. It felt so good.

I have plenty of time to share stories now that we are both away from work. I want to go back to a conversation that we had over Skype a week ago.

Our conversation went something like the following:

"It's almost Christmas," my guy remarked.
"Are you going to sit on Santa's lap and see how hard he gets?"
"I would rather sit on your lap and see how hard you get," I replied.
"Well, I would have to get a Santa Claus outfit," my guy stated. 
"On second thought, I would much rather be over your lap," I corrected myself.
"You would be on my naughty list," my guy stated as if it were a known fact. "I would smack your bare bottom so hard that the redness would match the colour of my Santa suit."

It's nice that my wish list can finally be fulfilled.