|Blogs > texasbelle_ > Purple Rose Of Texas|
She's Not Talking To Me.....
She's Not Talking To Me.....
Today has been one of those days. When it hits, boy does the shit hit. Or the hit shit. Whatever it is (Learning Italian is driving me crazy.)
For those of you that don't know, [blog bella_] is getting ready to start dancing next week again. In the last three days we have become very intimate with the Emergency room staff. ****SIGH****
Twice for her, once for me and a trip to the vet for Whatabigcockyagot. Thank god for insurance. Concussions can be a real bitch. Kinda nice though in some aspects, for a while there were two or three Bells hanging out in the room with me.
I had a stripper pole installed in the master bedroom. Eccentric little thing that she is though, she wasn't satisfied with a regular pole. Had to be one of those big ol' fire department poles that you can slide down to the first floor on. Kinda nice actually. But man it was a pain to get installed. Hang on.....
"Are you ok? Bells? BELLS? One second please...."
10 minutes later
Sorry about the wait. She fell... Again. One of these days she's gonna come straight through the floor into the Family Room I just know it. Anyway. I have never seen a dog that craps this much. Ever. I have never seen that much dog crap at one time. Unbe-freaking-lievable! Also, thank you very much MzHuny and Amber, she hasn't spoken to me since the last time we were in bed and I pulled those nipple hairs.
So now she sleeps in that big ol' king bed with Whatabigcockyagot and I have been banished to the couch. (Explains the trip to the emergency room and the concussion doesn't it?)
GOOD GRIEF! Everytime she goes down that pole into the downstairs, here comes Whatabigcockyagot pounding down the stairs. Sounds like the house is fixing to fall down. Then up they go again. UGHHHHHHHH Both of them give me this look and it makes me want to pull my own nipple hair!
I think she planted that lighter bomb in my car today to get back at me. Who am I kidding. I know she did. Oh well, the joys of romantic relations with an Italian woman I guess.
Hang on again please...
Bells? Bella? Belllllllaaaaa!!!!! Crap! Well I better go. That sounded alot like the last trip to the hospital we had to make. I'll keep you updated as to her condition.
bella_ [blog bella_] & travelingintexas travelingintexas
9/25/2005 8:37 am
Have you ever thought about putting some kinda freakin padding at the bottom of the pole until she's back in rare form?|
As for pulling out your own nipples hairs...don't. There's a long line forming of those who would like to inflict that pain on you themselves. Guess who's first in line?
My reasoning? The cracked ribs caused by laughter and the expense of cleaning my computer chair and car seat, both leather, both wet with uncontrollable hysterics. Laughter at what? lmfaoooooo...still can't shake the lighter bomb episode. (smooch)
9/25/2005 5:10 pm
lol..i think thats just bellas special way of saying she loves you trav...|
Its good to be...ME
9/25/2005 7:28 pm
If the pointy red hat fits...|
You know, it takes a while to get used to a new pole. Add a puppy into the mix and it's no wonder that Bell's having issues. Remember, lady and gen... Nope, can't complete that... lady and Trav, heat within the first 24 hours, ice after that.
9/27/2005 10:00 pm
Khaos..... What heat? LOL|