Sigh. Shame on me. But then I got excited about RWA and took off for San Francisco. Came home ready to write and threw myself into it. Got occupied with thoughts of school starting and the many things that are going on in my life this upcoming week (none of them that exciting, just appointments and stuff).

Then I found this:

Damn it he is handsome! Yes, me and three trillion other tweens think so, too. Gah. I am crazy.

But look at those eyes! I never realized just how purty they are. And they’re claiming he can’t get laid? Goodness. What is wrong with these young women of today? If I were younger and skinnier and not married well I just might’ve gone to L.A. and stalked his ass until I found him.

See? I’m a little deranged. I’m also high on diet Coke at the moment. So forgive me.

And yes I bought the magazine. Just shoot me. I might need to laminate it for fear of drool stains a la my Marky Mark photo.

p.s. – Yeah that married to a porn star article was actually pretty interesting too. So see?! I didn’t just buy it for the sex-ay cover, I also bought it to read! Uh huh…

p.p.s – I will post more RWA photos tomorrow, I swear.

You see, I’ve been over my Shia obsession. I’ve moved on. Or so I thought.

Then I saw him make out with a tennis ball.

Anyway I got a new stat counter of sorts and I love to see what brings people to my blog. The number one key word that gets me hits?

Man nipple. That’s this post’s fault.

Today I got hairiest chest hairy men - that’s this post’s fault.

A new favorite – karen snake killer. How awesome is that? Ha! I am a snake killer. A pitiful snake killer.

This one made me giggle. After being obsessed with him for ummm…too long I finally got hit by a Shia Labeouf search. Yay! I’m sharing the Shia love.

Any excuse to post his pic right? I have serious issues…

I might be gone for a couple of days. Forgive me. Son is graduating (eighth grade, sniff sniff, getting so old, sniff sniff) and I’ll be busy doing family stuff for the next couple of days. Oh and reading.

Because I bought this:

I can’t wait to start it.

And just because…

A picture of Shia. Damn it okay yes, he’s my boyfriend hero in my book I’m working on. And I love my hero! I love this book I’m writing! I think I’ll share a photo of the woman who has inspired my heroine…later…

Megan Hart loves me by the way. She gets my Shia obsession! Love you Megan!

I dreamed a crazy dream again last night. The book I’m writing on, the heroine works in retail. And so I’m drawing on my own retail experiences. So of course I dream about all of those people I used to work with years ago. And I dreamed about a big giant motor home (my husband works at a RV dealership). How I had to drive that motorhome and I couldn’t figure it out. I was wrecking but not hurting anything, cos you know, it’s a dream.

So who came to my rescue? Shelley Bradley! Yes she told me, line that sucker up and she’ll drive it back to the hotel (yeah we’re at a hotel, I don’t get it either). So I line it up – in the stockroom of Target. What? I know! But Shelley drove it out of Target (she told me she had everyone move out all the racks!) and drove it right back to the hotel. And then I woke up.

What the hell is that all about? I bonded with Shelley at the Dallas airport last year when we were stranded on our way to RT so now she’s become an motor home driving expert in my mind? So weird…

A scary place.

Evil creatures lurk there.

Evil Diegos. Die Diego die!

Cue the music – my hero has come to save the day!

SHIA! Kill that snake with your mighty sword. Heh heh heh…

The evil creature is dead.

That’s right sweetie. Take off your jacket and stay a while. Flex those muscles. You’re so tough.

The jungle doesn’t scare you!

Witnesses to my madness.

And I watched an interview with him last night. He said the words, “I have a crush on Karen (well he’s talking about Karen Allen who’s in the film with him but I don’t care).” So yes, those very words have dropped from his lips. He’s crushing on me. Isn’t that just the sweetest thing?

Yes I really have lost my mind.