Troppo Occupato!

She’s been busy, I’ve been bored … that spells t-r-o-u-b-l-e
Un italiano lezione in una storia
(An Italian Lesson in a Story)

Ciao miei amici!

You know those days when you want your umana (hooman) to AGGIORNA (update) YOUR BLOGGIE, ALREADY and to giocare (play) but no matter how long you sit nicely and stare at her sweetly,

she just won’t stop working to pay much attention to you? And you know how you stubbornly refuse to give up because you just know that if she’d take a short break and lanciare la palla (throw the ball) with you, she’d really like it? And you know how you bark a little to remind her of this, but nothing happens, so then you bark louder and a lot more …

… until she gets up from her scrivania (desk) and says, “Let’s go outside,” and you’re really happy? And you know how you both walk outside and she clips on your lead and then goes back inside so you instantly realize that “let’s go outside,” really means, “you’re going outside” and you get a little … irritati (irritated)? And you know how you look around your yard, feeling frustrated, until you spot the dirt in the giardino fiorito (flower garden) and trot over to check it out, and even though you KNOW you’re going to catch the dickens later for doing it, you don’t care and so you start to … dig? And then you know how, before you realize it, your viso e zampe (face and paws) are all dirty and there’s un grande buco (a big hole) in the flower garden and lots of mud everywhere? And then you know how you hear la porta (the door) open and you think, wuh-ohhhh and then you hear something like this:

“LUCIASTOPRIGHTTHISMINUTEISWEARYOUAREADEVILDOG!!”

Well, that happened to me today. Sigh. Or maybe giggle … I don’t know which, really!! BTW, mia ragazza is testing out a new photo editing program that she found on the Internets – can you tell!!?!? She thinks drawing those red horns on my noggin is realllllly funny. Hmmph.

Importante!
And now, under the heading of, “Not Related to the Original Bloggie Topic but Very, Very Important,” here’s a molto speciale (very special) ode to Principe Azzurro. The literal translation of Principe Azzurro is “Blue Prince,” but it’s also an Italian idiom for “Prince Charming.” How perfetto (perfect) for mia dolce Busterigo (my sweet Buster!) the Kerry Blue Terrier!

Yes, I know it’s a little silly and not at all on the level of Busterigo’s magnifico (magnificent) haiku, but I had to come up with something quickly when mia ragazza pulled the rug out from under THIS, which I WAS going to write to Principe Azzurro:

“Who knows? Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, separate, in the evening...”

Sigh ... such belle, romantice parole (beautiful, romantic words)! But mia ragazza said someone named Rilke already wrote them
and if I pretended that I wrote them, it would be plagiarism. Oh, le complicazioni di romanticismo! (Oh, the complications of romance!)


Tanti baci!
Lucia