Well, Hello Daddy!



So...my mother in law was in town this weekend. Yeah.

In other news:

Isn't he just yummy yumm yum? I bet in all of the Navy there isn't one single man this hot. I've seen video, and there are indeed some of America's finest serving in this fantabulous branch of our armed forces. But him? Lordy, lordy.

I'm not fit. I hate working out. I eat okay and I exercise sometimes...but i swear to god if this man showed up on my doorstep this is how the conversation would play out:

SG (SEAL God): Hey. Wanna go for a run?
me: Are you taking your shirt off?
SG: Will that help?
me: It'll help with my research.
SG: Let's go.
me: Any chance you could take off your pants?
SG: (gives me the are you fucking crazy look)
me: What? It's research.

If you doubt that I would say this to SG, you shouldn't. It was a joke at one time between an old friend and me when I was doing research for my baseball book. You know, setting up the interview with BBG (Baseball Guy): Hi, nice to meet you. Take off your pants.

It was really funny. To us. And when I finally did interview BBG, I was so used to saying that line that I actually said that to him. No shit. He laughed and said, if you insist. I almost passed out before I realized he was kidding. I mean we were in the middle of a restaurant so it wouldn't have really been appropriate. Nevermind we were both married...

So, SG if you are looking for a workout partner - here I am. Pants optional. This is, again, purely for research purposes. I truly need to know if you have muscles there. And there. For the book.

And if you want to bring along some friends, I'm not opposed. Hooyah!

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