Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Ye olde seatbelt fetish...

Alexis and I often kid about Bill acting like Pat Boone when I don't wear a seatbelt properly.  We are referring to Pat Boone's overly authoritarian manner when dealing with his daughters.  He is well-known for being a very strict disciplinarian, at least when his daughters were growing up.  When it comes to car safety, that's how Bill is...

Actually, he's not really.  I just like to tease him.  Anyway, when Alexis commented that Bill should go all Pat Boone on me about visiting a doctor about my burning legs, I told him about Alexis's suggestion.  And he said he'd actually searched for the term "seatbelt fetish" on the Internet.  Lo and behold, it's a thing.

I, of course, already knew this because I know Bill is a trifle kinky.  So am I.  I had already done a search myself.  And yes, there are people out there who get a sexual charge out of automobile safety.

Bill said he found a picture of Nigella Lawson wearing a seatbelt.  And I said, "I bet I know what your response was."  He just gave me a wicked smile.  Bill is a big fan of Nigella's.  Of course, I am the one who introduced him to her brand of food porn.  Seeing her safely strapped into a car must have been the stuff of dreams for him.

Anyway, I figure if you have to have an obsession, it's not a bad thing to be obsessed about safety.

I'm a bit worried about Arran.  I'm afraid the doctor will tell me he has cancer.  I fear he may have a mast cell tumor.  But, of course, I can't know until she takes it out and has it tested...  I have really had my fill of doggy cancer.

I don't know if it's better to expect and prepare for the worst or just try to relax until we know for sure.  As for my burning limbs... who knows?  Bill may go all Pat Boone on me before the month is over.

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