I managed to stay up late enough to catch this man on Craig Kilbourn.
If he's not enough to distract my mind from termites, I don't know what is.
Butt-hugging Wranglers. Chest and arm muscle defining t-shirt. Black cowboy boots. Black hat. A voice so deep it sends vibrations to all the fun places.
Oh yeah.
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At least you were able to get your mind off of, um, those jeans? No, that wasn't it...
Ew! You can have him. I'll just be over here watching Wentworth Miller.
There IS something about a cowboy!
I'm have never been big on cowboys...
Until now.
WOW-ZA!!!!
Mama loves cowboys!
We have discussed the fact that Paul's sister used to live next door to Trace, have we not?
My only regret is not dragging Paul's ass down for a visit before she moved...or gone without him. I like his family better than he does. LOL!
Karen, that man has the ability to take my mind off of ANYTHING else. :)
Burgh, thank you! I will keep him all to myself! I love it when I don't have to share!
Cecily, I KNOW!!! But only when they're built like this one!
Lunanik, ain't he somethin'? :) Mmm..
Mama Zen, welcome! I don't think I've seen you here before! :)
Sue, yes, you've mentioned that little tidbit before! She would have been my favorite relative.
How the heck did you manage to stay up that late? I'm impressed!!
Hallie :-)
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Dee lish! I hope the vibrations made the termites melt away.
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