Thursday, October 27, 2011

Hell on Heels


I'm hell on heels say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal,
He made me pretty
He made me smart
and I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels baby I'm coming for you

First off, I love this song and more importantly I love Miranda's new band, Pistol Annie's...I just had to throw that out there.

A few days ago at work, one of our former patients stopped in just to say hi, we probably haven't seen him in about six or eight months or so. It's always nice to see former patients and I love for them to stop by and visit and for us to see how they are doing and if they have progressed

What I don't like. Is the fact that the majority of said patients that come back and visit always ask one question.

"So, are you married yet?" when I answer no, it's always followed by, "Why, not?"

First of all, if I knew the answer to that question...then maybe I would be freakin married. What the hell kind of question is that to ask a person anyway?

Then my boss says that I am "hard to handle"

I have no idea what that is supposed to mean. I am not anywhere near hard to handle...at least I don't think so anyway....then I got to thinking...maybe I am hard to handle...maybe I am just a little bit Hell on Heels .

Miranda Lambert is hell on heels and it worked for her, she married Blake Shelton...now I just need to find a guy like him.

If being "hard to handle" means that a women is independent, knows what she wants, knows who she is and what she is looking for...then I will greatly take that title.

Fast forward to this morning.

I took Bella to her grooming appointment, it was way past time to get her hair did, little girl looks like a hot mess, her hair is all crazy. While I was waiting in line, I read her card. At the top of the card in big bold letters it read.

"Hard to handle"

Not even kidding.

My dog...hard to handle??

Coincidence...I think not ; )




We're just hell on heels, baby and we're coming for you!



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4 comments:

Tiffany said...

Um....this is awesome. How funny that you both were called that. And what a bunch of babies at the vet--Bella is NOT hard to handle. For crying out loud she weighs like 10 pounds.

And I love, love, love this line:

If being "hard to handle" means that a women is independent, knows what she wants, knows who she is and what she is looking for...then I will greatly take that title.


Good one!

~Miss Football

Anonymous said...

Love this post! also I love Bella and do not in any way think she is hard to handle!
~Bestie

Brooke said...

I love, love this post. So many people ask me the same things and I'm like, look, God is working on my love story right now.....ask him.

It's so hard fro people to ask me things like, because I'm 28 - I'm not a spring chicken. I feel like life is passing me by.

And I am hard to handle, and I know it. But I think that's what makes people love us : )

mom said...

it runs in the family i guess....love you sis :)