man oh man

My grandma had a fine tuned sense of appreciation for a good looking man.  She never lost that.  It was inborn.  It is in my mother and my sister and me as well.  My sister even developed an internal radar.

I'm not saying (I can only speak for myself, of course) that my tongue hangs out and I think dirty thoughts.  I just look and appreciate.  I've heard people say that if you're married you shouldn't look.  No, if you're married -- or not, for that matter -- you shouldn't LUST, nothing wrong with looking.  And I personally don't stare, or flirt.  My grandma on the other hand...  Ok, she's not here to defend herself, but it's the truth.

I was thinking and between the ages of 10 and 20 I had at least 15 crushes.  That's only counting people I actually knew.  That doesn't include the totally unattainable like Donny Osmond and Eric Estrada, other stars, and the occasional gospel quartet that passed through.

There is no point to this post.  Don't bother looking for one