I just want the world to know that I have an internet crush on Jake Bronstein.  I had a dream about him last night and emailed the story to him, gripping the sides of my keyboard with fear that he’ll ban my IP address from ever again navigating to his blog (let’s hope he doesn’t… as of this moment I’m still weak with fear of rejection).  Well heck, I just think he’s adorable and so what if my dreaming state wanted to invite him over?

How cute is he?

Don’t worry, I still love my husband.  But he’s no Jake (ok except for the scruffiness.  Looks like I have a penchant for the hirsute.  What can I say, I like snuggly warmth in a man!)