It is without reservation that I will concede the intended venerable subject of this blog is my beloved baby, Eowyn Rose. However, in recent days, perhaps from the influence of feverish aberrations or general malaise, I have been confronted both literally and quite figuratively with one of my (prolific) Ghosts of Romance Past. Instead, I will exploit this compulsory journey down lover’s lane to pay tribute to my first true childhood love, Tom Rodgers, who truly (though unwittingly) set the bar so very high. Tall, dark and handsome has always been my poison of choice. Not surprisingly, Mitt has been any easy selection for President. Not only are his politics commendable, but his soap opera siren appeal is also rather enchanting. Though, like Tom and Mitt, not all gorgeous men make it to the play-offs. Most fortunate for me, Tom was NOT dazzled by my (recent) braces-free smile or Farmland-Top Gun fusion fashion (as pictured) because then I would have missed out on my favorite (and current) Valentine. Tommy was the first to have my 8 year old heart- But, Jason has it forever. Happy Valentine’s - from one hopeless romantic with a conservative bent to the rest of you Mitt-loving hopeless romantics!
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I'm snickering at your outfit right now...Out of love and empathy and of course in full knowledge that at that same time in history I had braces, a bad perm, and thick framed glasses that I actually thought were cool.
That dense prose lost me around sentence number three, but I did enjoy the picture. I'm pretty sure that was my favorite shirt in 1992. I probably wore it three times a week. I have to wonder, though, what Jason thinks about posts of old crushes. I'm thinking Josh wouldn't love it...
Too funny. Tom was most people's crushes at that time I think - at least in the Chelten circle. I love how aunt pat and uncle tom are looking on in the background. And is that "scary" mr shay too? I'm surprised you don't look more scared.
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