Yes, that's right. The Dirty Old Lady is at it again.

Some of you may remember this post in which I spoke of an international dart competition we attended, filled with lovely British boys and men and the intoxicating blend of accents and cologne...and a certain young stud named Adrian Gray...


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Explanation: Hubby and I belong to a local dart league. Every Tuesday night we get together with hubby's work buddies, have a few drinks and laughs, and compete in dart games at local pubs. And that's steel tip darts, by the way, the kind that really hurt if you drop them on your foot. Don't ask how I know that. *wince*ANYWAY, hubby was very ( Read more... )