I'll take both and don't bother me in the morning.
Lately my life is all about my mother. We just got back from an eventful journey via airplane to SLC to go visit the retirement center she is moving into in about two weeks. The flight was only 'eventful' because my mom can barely walk two steps (she has to be pushed in a wheelchair if travelling distances more than about 20 feet) without help and has to go to the bathroom once every 10 minutes or so. Do the math. And she is very vocal about her discomfort, in which she posesses a very small tolerance level for. Regarding anything.
I also just got off the phone this morning haggling over prices for a motorized wheelchair for her so she can be reasonably mobile once she arrives at the forementioned retirement center. So when I proudly dialed her to tell her I managed a $4000 chair for less than $2000, all I heard was "you didn't get me another wheelchair did you????" And then promptly told me I need to take her to get her hair done this week and that she needs to shop for shoes.
Dear readers, at this point, I was literally walking around my house looking for a sturdy rope or even a bedsheet to toss over the shower curtain rod to hang myself with.
Instead, being the practical person I am, I knew in my heart there were only two boys that could pull me out of my vortex of despair. And also, after a hearty tug, I determined the cheap Target curtain rod wouldn't hold my weight.
So: instead of a mess my kids what rather not clean up, I give you the Supernatural boys. They have done their job. I am healed. No matter that both of them are practically married to their girlfriends and Jensen has done a straight-to-dvd movie about vampires and Jared has done films with Paris Hilton and the Olsen twins. I forgive them. Infinity.
Behold Jared and Jensen: costarring in all my wet dreams. The pics without my smartass comments speak for themselves.
First, Jared:
He is such a tease with those Abercrombie tighty whites and that Texas belt buckle. I wonder if I could order one on eBay. I wonder if I could order him on eBay.
His ad for Crest Whitestrips.
Voldemort...he's close...I can feel it...
Do I even need to mention this is taken from my favorite epi of Supernatural? And this next series of shots with him all oily from fixing my transmission (snicker) absolutely slay me:
(I'll bet that's that Texas belt buckle)
He finally held still so I could look at him while I wrote my check out. Worth every penny.
He was waiting for me when I came home from taking my Mom to buy Depends and Ben Gay at Walmart.......
Ok, so now some of Jensen. Did I mention that both these boys are from Texas. And about a million feel tall (at least Jared is).
I always want to see Jensen in big patchy front pockets sporting a badass look.
He can take his concealed weapon out anytime he likes. (that was too easy)
For some strange reason, I found a million gratuitous crotch shots of Jensen. (and does he have a Texas belt buckle too???)
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The full screen hi-res version of this shot about made me reach nirvana. I forgot about motorized wheelchairs for at least 10 minutes.
Psst...Jensen, you are hawt on a stick, but your couch. Is hideous. I'll meet you at Ikea, mkay? (and see what I mean about the crotch shots)
How come every actor has an embarrassing 80's Frankie-Goes-to-Hollywood phase?
See? Even Jared couldn't escape the pink polo. Still cute, though, eh.
But this shot makes it all go away..........ahhhh........
I am almost done, but here's just a couple more:
Padackles must have been well-lubricated for these press shots, because every one I found they look dorky, awkward and awesome.
I'll be happy to get in, Jensen. I don't even need to ride Shotgun.
I could easily have included Jake Gyllenhaal, Clive Owen, Jamie Bamber and many others in this hot men picspam. But for some reason today I just needed a little J squared. And boy howdy, it worked for me.
I hope you are all doing well and getting through school and wedding plans and happy in general. Tonight Alex has a baseball game, a strings concert and a scout merit badge function. All at the same time. That is also indicative about my life right now.....
Take care
Chris
I also just got off the phone this morning haggling over prices for a motorized wheelchair for her so she can be reasonably mobile once she arrives at the forementioned retirement center. So when I proudly dialed her to tell her I managed a $4000 chair for less than $2000, all I heard was "you didn't get me another wheelchair did you????" And then promptly told me I need to take her to get her hair done this week and that she needs to shop for shoes.
Dear readers, at this point, I was literally walking around my house looking for a sturdy rope or even a bedsheet to toss over the shower curtain rod to hang myself with.
Instead, being the practical person I am, I knew in my heart there were only two boys that could pull me out of my vortex of despair. And also, after a hearty tug, I determined the cheap Target curtain rod wouldn't hold my weight.
So: instead of a mess my kids what rather not clean up, I give you the Supernatural boys. They have done their job. I am healed. No matter that both of them are practically married to their girlfriends and Jensen has done a straight-to-dvd movie about vampires and Jared has done films with Paris Hilton and the Olsen twins. I forgive them. Infinity.
Behold Jared and Jensen: costarring in all my wet dreams. The pics without my smartass comments speak for themselves.
First, Jared:
He is such a tease with those Abercrombie tighty whites and that Texas belt buckle. I wonder if I could order one on eBay. I wonder if I could order him on eBay.
His ad for Crest Whitestrips.
Voldemort...he's close...I can feel it...
Do I even need to mention this is taken from my favorite epi of Supernatural? And this next series of shots with him all oily from fixing my transmission (snicker) absolutely slay me:
(I'll bet that's that Texas belt buckle)
He finally held still so I could look at him while I wrote my check out. Worth every penny.
He was waiting for me when I came home from taking my Mom to buy Depends and Ben Gay at Walmart.......
Ok, so now some of Jensen. Did I mention that both these boys are from Texas. And about a million feel tall (at least Jared is).
I always want to see Jensen in big patchy front pockets sporting a badass look.
He can take his concealed weapon out anytime he likes. (that was too easy)
For some strange reason, I found a million gratuitous crotch shots of Jensen. (and does he have a Texas belt buckle too???)
L.O.R.D. adlkfjlaksdjflkasjdflkajsdflkjaskld
The full screen hi-res version of this shot about made me reach nirvana. I forgot about motorized wheelchairs for at least 10 minutes.
Psst...Jensen, you are hawt on a stick, but your couch. Is hideous. I'll meet you at Ikea, mkay? (and see what I mean about the crotch shots)
How come every actor has an embarrassing 80's Frankie-Goes-to-Hollywood phase?
See? Even Jared couldn't escape the pink polo. Still cute, though, eh.
But this shot makes it all go away..........ahhhh........
I am almost done, but here's just a couple more:
Padackles must have been well-lubricated for these press shots, because every one I found they look dorky, awkward and awesome.
I'll be happy to get in, Jensen. I don't even need to ride Shotgun.
I could easily have included Jake Gyllenhaal, Clive Owen, Jamie Bamber and many others in this hot men picspam. But for some reason today I just needed a little J squared. And boy howdy, it worked for me.
I hope you are all doing well and getting through school and wedding plans and happy in general. Tonight Alex has a baseball game, a strings concert and a scout merit badge function. All at the same time. That is also indicative about my life right now.....
Take care
Chris