Rob keeps waking me.
He has become my alarm clock, of sorts. For the past week,without fail, he has roused me from the fog of dreamland, crooning his moving lyrics.
It is deeply flattering to have this amazing, gifted, hot singer some ten years my junior lavish me with his sultry - dripping with sex appeal, voice. (Didn't I mention he is hot?) Normally I wouldn't complain, but out of all the dittys in his repertoire, he keeps singing the same one over and over.
Well this is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a heart breaks
It's starting to make me feel a little insecure about our relationship.
Guess I'll have to put my son's CD player on shuffle. Then maybe RT can stir me with:
Call on me
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you
Forever in me
Ever the same
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I prefer "I'll be there to meet you with a warm, wet kiss" by our main country man. But I am usually woken up by NPR talking about all the problems in the world.
Does your hubby know that you use your blog to talk about "hot guys?"
Yeah, i think he is secretly reading it, even though he's "allowed" - he tried to get my youngest to change his CD. Can't blame him. It's hard being compared to Rob Thomas.
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