Happy Anniversary, Deena! (It's my parents' anniversary, too!) Sorry about your poor toe, though.
"SHOES ON! READY TO GO NOW!"
Awww! Sara always demands to go out and help "shubbel".
yummy evil
That is a HOT picture of JDM.
He's more my type, or more what my type usually is -- a bit older, a bit craggie, etc. Jensen Ackles, really, is way too pretty for me -- but there's something about that determined macho thing he has going on, like flannel and denim armor, coupled with the oh so wounded psyche of Dean's character that just melts me.
Just to be sure, he does get that "OUTSIDE!" and "NAKED!" are not so compatible in this weather?
Oh, yeah. He only enjoys the nudity in the comfort and warmth of the house.
He stood patiently while I put a fleece jacket, his heavy coat, mittens, hat with ear flaps, zipped up and put up his hood with the face guard.
At least he can put on his boots by himself.
Awww! Sara always demands to go out and help "shubbel".
Toddlers and their "v" sounds KILL me with the cute. Owen says, "Owibia" when he talks to his sister.
more what my type usually is -- a bit older, a bit craggie, etc.
yup. Tall, broad-built, darker features, and the eyes. Looks like he's lived hard but still knows how to relax. Drinks whiskey.
He only enjoys the nudity in the comfort and warmth of the house.
Wise boy.
there's something about that determined macho thing he has going on, like flannel and denim armor, coupled with the oh so wounded psyche of Dean's character that just melts me.
Mmm... yeah.
He's the butchest girl on the rugby team, damn it.
(I can explain this with an essay if I need to, but trust me on this.)
Owen says, "Owibia" when he talks to his sister.
Oh! Oh! So cute it hurts!
Also, I love "flannel and denim armor" as a description for Dean's psyche.
He's the butchest girl on the rugby team, damn it.
BWAH! I want this essay.
Happy Anniversary, Deena! I hope you have a wonderful time.
I just spent three minutes trying to figure out if I'd taken my cold pill or not. Who, me, sick?
(I hadn't. It was hiding under my bowl of chicken noodle soup.)
Looks like he's lived hard but still knows how to relax. Drinks whiskey.
Exactly! I don't know how it happened, but my ideal type is, like, a logger or something. And if he wears a tux, he has to know how to fistfight in it, like Bond (as portrayed by Daniel Craig, my OTBond now).
It was like Wesley -- I loved the way his character developed on Angel, but it wasn't until he went dark and came out with a gun in each hand that something inside me sat up and purred.
Which seems remarkably ... sexist or something.
BWAH! I want this essay.
After I write entirely self-indulgent Dean/Ellen effed up PWP of pain, 'k?
It's all part of the Dean-as-Demeter thing in my head.
Lillian's in love with the word And at the moment. She'll load her arms up with toys and wander off muttering "Bear and Duck and Fish!"
