Sunday, March 13, 2005
"Something's Gotta Give" starring Colin Firth instead of Jack NicholsonLast night Belle stole away my British lover.
Well, actually she drove home in my red Cutlass Supreme with the black leather interior and the fairly new cd player, that I PRETENDED was my British lover.
Colin Firth has left me and moved in with my daughter. How shall I survive.
He was so reluctant to leave me that at first he refused to go into reverse gear. I had to come out and persuade him to kick into gear. It didn't take much, I must confess: only a few well-aimed 'taps' with my clenched fist, a declaration of eternal love and sacrifice, and he surrendered to the inevitable and moved.
He was singing to her, too. One of my songs. I heard him singing to her as she drove around the house and down to the road. I guess she can have the cd's that were in there, too.
How soon they forget. Sigh.
Now, if I can just find the title, he will be all hers.
Although how anyone could find ANYTHING in this messy house, is beyond my comprehension.
I supposed an analogy about how she's living in sin with him until I sign the papers that officially release him, would be a bit over the top, huh.
Momy don't DO dat about her daughter.
Take good care of him, SaraBelle the Baby Girl. Or I'll tell everybody what I used to call you when you were little.
Well, at least I didn't spill the beans about "Poopie-Face."
Posted by Mamacita (The REAL one) @ 4:01 PM | |