If I’m married am I allowed to look?
As I proudly and happily come down our drive with my ‘fast food’ pizza find, I come face-to-chest with a rather hunky, half-naked man. Sweaty, muscular and manly…
It’s one of our movers! Obviously it got a bit steamy while I was getting lunch for everyone and I can feel myself blushing! Luckily I know that when I blush it doesn’t show, so I keep my cool.
Instead I pretend there’s something REALLY interesting going on behind him while I collect myself… It has been rather a while since that’s happened!
So, I ask Duncan (my husband) if it’s OK to enjoy looking at other men when you’re married? Luckily there’s no double standards – I think even HE noticed! So, phew, I’m off the hook. And every so often, I sneak a guilt-free peek at the poetry – literally – in motion as our stuff gets carried into the house…
I feel like I’m 12 again lusting after yummy Jan Michael Vincent (Stringfellow Hawke from Airwolf) – but I don’t care!
PS. And if any of you are wondering what happened to Jan – it’s very sad – I thought he might have aged well like Sean Connery but this is him in 2007 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=daMTWhN2UDk There are very few people who can really cope with stardom and he’s obviously not one. But that’s a whole different topic…
It’s always nice to view the pretty, just remember you can’t move every week just to employ his services *LOL*
I’d forgotten your (unfathomable) Sean Connery love… takes me back to us sitting in Leman Street. But Stringfellow.. ooh how I loved the idea of him, despite the hokeyness of the programme, the scenery and cute guy more than made up for it.. *wanders off to reminisce*