Good Lord, I think so, too. sigh.
Oh Yes! I think so too! But...you didn't include MY favorite pic, the one of him, shirtless, on the yacht, with wine in his hand. Oh YUM!
I should really post something new. Nah. This is fine.
I can't help feeling but that JD kinda keeps haunting your blog. Now, I'm not saying he is not benign, ... he just kinda ... feels at home there. Which is again a puzzle for I don't see him habitually driving to the dump, cleaning out the barn, or anything to do with horses. He is more likely to slip down a rabbit hole or go sailing in the Caribbean.I guess when you open up your heart to someone, they kinda move in, make themselves comfortable, turn on the TV, sip beer and munch on chips all day. Before you know it they have gained 15 pounds. So it makes sense to get them to go out and do something. Become your spokeperson, for instance. Or just be decorative, eye candy.
I could find jobs for him.He could sit beside the pug on the way to the dump.(You made me snicker about the beer and chips! I guess things have gotten comfy around here...)
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