Thursday, November 16, 2006

I think it's nearing THAT TIME....

Last night we had dinner at Arax; touted as one of the best Lebanese restaurants in the North Shore, right on Willoughby Road.

The food was sensational but let's be fair, I'm not here to talk about the babaganoush.

Spidey and I were having another one of those conversations. The one where I tell him how much I contribute to the marital household in exchange for a free ride on the rental trail. I brought up the fact that ever since we started dating he has not once, ever, bathed Eva. When we were still in our honeymoon phase and sipping each other's pina colada, he told me that Eva and him used to take showers together and that was pretty much the extent of her cleaning regime. That is NOT an opportunity for all you sick mofos out there to respond with a lame-ass dig either. I'll shit all over you if you so much as piss in my garden, a'ight.

Anyway. I tell Spidey what he already knows. I bath Eva about once a fortnight with special eucalyptus shampoo and then I dry her off in front of the heater and then I brush her out so she looks like the canine version of Zsa Zsa Gabor. Spidey says it's because I love her, at which point I burst into tears. If I had just swallowed a red savina habanero (read: hottest chilli in the world) this would seem normal, in fact foolish because why on earth would I want to swallow the farker. But I cry because I DO love Eva and I am thinking about how psychotic I am for crying because I love her so much.

She is my baby, and with that, more pics to come shortly!

If you like cats stay away from ma blog.

2 Comments:

At 4:46 PM, Blogger so..?!! said...

you really are a batty old hag of a grandma..!!!

and for the record, I love dogs, cats suck.

 
At 7:59 PM, Blogger Lokes said...

Actually, I'm a wolf masquerading as a grandmama. Beware all little red riding hoods.

 

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