Six or eight pack abs are a gift that only young men between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five possess. And often they don’t even know how beautiful their bodies are until they’ve lost their youth. I mean, have a look at Mr. Ball Cap & Stubble to the left here. I could share that hot tub with him all day long. Aye-yi-yi. You could probably tap dance on his stomach. 😉
I slept in a bit late this morning, until 9:30, since I got up so early yesterday. And that’s okay. Yesterday I finished reviewing edits on the new edition of my novel, Maui. And Tuesday I finished my novel-in-progress that totaled out at 75,000 words, a bit longer than my usual books. I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot lately, so a little extra sleep is something I’m entitled to. Right now I feel rested and serene.
I have a nice day ahead of me. This morning I’ll do some cleaning in my vacation rental next door, so it’s nice and fresh for my winter tenants who arrive January 2nd. After I finish cleaning I’ll get myself a haircut. I’ll take a two-mile run around four PM. Then at 5:30 PM I’ll drive into the city to drink a few beers and dine on takeout with one of my oldest and best friends. Nice plan, eh?
By the way, do you find Mr. Trapper Hat to the left here as sexy as I do? A pair of whitey tighties never looked so good on a young man. I wonder if he wears that hat during sex? It might be kind of…interesting. 🙂
All right, everyone, I need to get busy with my cleaning next door, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a very nice Thursday, wherever you might be. Keep smiling. 🙂