Sexy, wet firefighter, in honor of Let It Burn’s reissue. Pretty, yeah?
I’ve been a bad blogger! The flu, life, and school (!!! After a decade teaching, I’m on the other side of the desk!!!) have conspired to keep my social media participation to a minimum. I’ll try to make up for it by sharing a pretty, pretty picture of my current crush, Andrew Christian model Colby Melvin. He’s beautiful, has the teasing naughty smirk down pat, and also is smart, funny, and socially conscious. In other words, pretty damned irresistible!
Sierra and I were extremely fortunate to have the stunning Angelo Riguero on the cover of our first Longfellow novel, Longfellow Seduced. We were also lucky enough to spend time with him at Ellora’s Cave’s RomantiCon – both of us last year and me, solo, the previous years. He was a warm, friendly person, incredibly approachable, and with a knack for making a woman feel desirable without being skeezy. I was horrified and heartbroken to hear that he was shot outside a bar in Dallas, while apparently trying to break up a fight. This is so wrong on so many levels. I’m almost beyond words. I’ll have something a bit more elegant in the next day or so but for now, I’ll let pictures speak for me.
Rest with angels, Angelo.
But then, I do ::everything:: short. Can’t help it. My growth stalled at 5′ 3/4″. And, dammit, I claim that 3/4 inch!
So, the power’s been out. Again. I’m starting to count on it every time I see a cloud in the sky. Thank God for the generator – I just spent over $200 on groceries for the big fall cook ‘n freeze. Today was fake homemade clam chowder in the crockpot. Yum.
So, in celebration of the lack of power, the yummy clam chowder, and the fact that we had a beautiful day, here’s belated Mancandy!
Maybe if *he* was in my basement, I’d be that happy to do laundry, too!
Thankfully not directly involving me this time. In fact, the worst of the “I hate myself/my life and want to die” is over and done, thank God. I’m chalking it up to POST-ms rather than PMS and moving on…
So, while I’m finally pulling myself together, many of the people in my life whom I love deeply are falling apart. Sigh. This calls for ManCandy.
Borrowed this from GoodReads HJD. Just seems appropriate…