Something to make you smile

Thought it might be an idea to spruce the Blog up a little, and what better way than with a happy dragon!!! :)
Just as a warning to those of you who don’t know me well (if there is indeed ANYONE reading this), it is pictures like this that will dominate this place. I am a true believer in escapism, so if you have come here for political enlightenment, mental taxation or a word of sense I suggest you "Next Blog" the hell out outa here.
In fact while I'm here (and given that I can’t get a picture up on my profile yet) perhaps a photo of me might be in order:
Just so we're clear, I don’t always wear enough makeup to suffocate a whale and hang around with trannies (see bald mascara applying man on the right). This was taken during a production ("Lovie" for local Panto) of Sleeping Beauty. In which I played the beauty herself no less :)
I got more than a big head and bad skin out of that though. I also managed to bag the baddy! Yep that’s right in true Panto farce style I found the unlikeliest of loves in the Theatre. He played the Sidekick to the evil spindle toting fairy and yet somehow managed to capture my heart - Perhaps it was a spell!!
Anyway to avoid making you (by which I mean the non-existent readers) sick I shall leave it there. I’m sure you will hear more about him soon enough.
NO I LIED - I feel a rant coming on:
I never knew it was possible to feel so much care an affection for one person. This is perhaps not the best time to introduce him, but I feel that if I didn't I would be doing him an injustice because he is so much a part of me.
He is:
- Funny - he can make me laugh like I never knew I could
- Good-looking - Picture to follow with permission
- Kind
- Generous
- Intelligent
- Lovely
- Tall
And when I'm with him I feel completely safe (save that one night that i thought he was gonna eat me, and no not in a rude/good way, as in actually eat me - I blame the drugs). Being wrapped up in his arms I feel like I’m floating. Anyway I suppose that enought really is enough so bye - Again.
Comments
All my love, the tall handsome funny buggar ;)
We gush when we gush. It's when the gushing stops is when we should start asking why.
At least he knows that. Mine doesn't even know he's mine.
Nice pictures, and your face isn't that big.
Pre-lawnmower attack
Post-lawnmower attack
Its currently a bit longer than the latter
Here ya go