Nocturnal Journal–Mandy M. Roth

The men in the house talked me into venturing outside. It was scary. I thought the light would make me burst into flames. )

We ended up at a flea market (which I got the kewlest bookends evvvaaa… Egyptian goddess and tomb guards) and then we took the boys down to the river to hang for awhile. They’re boys, they dig that kind of stuff. I’d like it more if it had coffee and wi-fi.

Hubby with his sunglasses on his head. I like when he forgets where he put them and they’re there.

Boys tossing rocks into the river. The lil’ kid drenched the big kid with this move.

I just kind of liked the way this little outhouse thing looked so I snapped a pic of it.

Total moment of objectification here but I had to stop and share the inspiration for my latest hero. I mean, I feel its my duty to assure hunk-rific-ness like this is brought to the attention of all around me.

I did mention YUM, right? If not… Dear Gods…. YUM! Okay, back to plugging away at the keyboard while picturing this hottie missing all his clothes.