Yes, he is awesome, I know. He is wicked tall, likes hockey, is a “sexy man of God” (hee!) and looks equally as sexy in long or short hair.
What’s that? Well, yes. He is famous! How did you know? Ah! He was on Sex and the City, yeah.
Come again? Um, no. He isn’t aware he is going to be my next husband. It’s a trivial matter, I assure you. Once he realizes I’m waiting for him, he will come running.
… And now back to our regularly scheduled dreaming.