I promised to change my blog.
I was going to do it.
Then an email came through.
And someone from my past blogging haunts came back like a phoenix and so I had to visit that one.
He's raunchy, naughty and full of sass and grossness. Yet, I like his blog.
Must be the inner adolescent inside me. LOL
I"m supposed to link to something big and exciting..but I have a headache.
I'll do it tomorrow.
I made cookies awhile back.
Was supposed to freeze them.
Does it count when I walk outside and it's minus 2 degrees?
Can I share a shock?
When I was younger, I watched Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.
I was in luuurrve with Cpt. Crane a/k/a David Hedison.
Tonight, I watched the DVD from the TV series.
Can I now say that my taste in men has changed?
Where before I got the hots watching him, now?
I'm like, Where's his Bod?
Good Gravy, I realized I'm so used to seeing testosterone laden males with steroidal biceps and girthed chests via the mighty Red Woods on my romance novel covers that I've gone beyond the realm of mortal men!
I'm like "Where's his arm definition? the tight butt? Where IS his butt?"
Bad, bad, Michele. Must come back down to Earth.
So, gee, that's my post. Not much is it. But it is different, it's updated, it's changed.
Does that count?