I was planning on being miserable all day today after:
1.a poster fell on me in the night
2. woke up feeling someone took a rasp to the inside of my throat overnight
3. discovered that I left the house without my mid-day cold meds dose
4. watched as my lunch exploded spectacularly all over my desk
5. had to re-do ALL of my Photoshop work from yesterday
then, MB emailed me this:
see, there's a story here... The scruffy urchin above (Nico Archambault) is a finalist on SYTYCD Canada. He does lovely, lovely things with his body and, in keeping with my overdeveloped libido, I have developed a wee crush on said urchin. It ain't a great pic, but it makes my day that my husband sent it to me to cheer me up, and that he's encouraging my latest girl-obsession. You rawk, honey *bats eyelashes*.
I feel better.
woozy, but better.