heaven

on Thursday night, I went with some lovely ladies to the Jon McLaughlin show in Lawrence. It was fantastic. A band called Parachute opened, and it was so good. You should go give it a listen. Then came Jon. Now, as I've told you before, I really don't like things that everyone just swoons over. I mean, he is musically talented and everything. But these girls and their swooning. Unfortunately for me, however, this is what we are dealing with:






So I had to internally swoon like everyone else because oh my GOSH, THIS MAN EXISTS?! LOOK AT THOSE HANDS! BUT BE CAREFUL TO AVERT YOUR EYES EVERY FEW SECONDS BECAUSE, LIKE THE SUN, THAT MAN IS HOT AND WILL FOR SURE SCORCH YOUR FREAKIN' CORNEAS.

Wanted: hot, holy, devotedly monogamous, drop-dead-gorgeous piano player boyfriend. Apply within. Amen.

love,
mara