*drool

Today I saw the hottest. man. ever.
I was very innocently sitting at my desk looking up t-shirts, because that's the kind of important work my boss has me do in the mornings, and he walks in. If it wasn't for my puma-like reflexes, my mouth would have probably hung slack at this man's tall, built, blondie-ness. He turns to me and gives me that kind of eye contact that says, "Hey boo. Underneath those ill-fitting clothes I can tell you are stack of curves I would like to get to know. I am going to look past the box-like frumpy shape your uniform makes you and give you the official 'whats up?'". Oh wait, wha? You're also an Paramedic Hottie? My own personal Para-McDreamy? It was at that point I exploded.

Let me tell you why this is pathetic. (Something tells me you are making up your own reasons already - meaning you Mariana).The man was wearing full camo. He had a Nascar hat that was tore to pieces. He had just returned from hunting pigs on our Forest, that when they catch them - they slit their throats and turn them into sausage. He looked like he was probably a gun-toting, card carrying member of the Libertarian Party. What the hell is wrong with me? I swear, Republican men are like the Devil's candy.



ps. Nick still makes me absolutely crazy ga-ga stupid for him, so no worries. And if Para-McDreamy really got up in my hottness, I would have to politely say, "No. I got something twenty times better in Texas." Cuz I get my sexy Army Ranger, gun-shooting, short-hair, Manly-like-a-real-man boyfriend who also votes Democratic and is willing to watch Twilight with me :-)