Wanted: A Charming Male Suitor.

Do you remember in the movie Practical Magic (you know, the one with Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman and Stockard Channing...witches...broomsticks..Ah Ha! I knew you'd get it!)? Well in that movie Sally Owens (Sandra Bullock) casts a spell for her perfect man and this is what she asks for:

• He will hear my call a mile away. 
• He will whistle my favorite song. 
• He can ride a pony backwards.
• He can flip pancakes in the air. 
• He'll be marvelously kind. 
• His favorite shape will be a star. 
• He'll have one green eye and one blue. 

Not too too out of the ordinary, right? I still think it's funny that she was so amazed that Bill existed... lots of men can flip pancakes and whistle and like stars and have eyes that are two slightly different colors...

Anyway.

With Halloween coming to a close (it's so hard to say good bye to Halloween for some reason...), I've decided to cast my own spell (and by cast my own spell - I mean put it out there on the internet for everyone to read) for my ideal man. And this is what I'm asking the universe for:

• He will want to travel
• He will have a natural curiosity about life
• He will love to work with his hands
• He will have a tough exterior but a sensitive interior
• He can fix things without being a doofus about it
• He will be sensible about money
• He will have manners
• He will have ambition
• He can make things in the kitchen that I cannot
• He will be gentle
• He can open tightly closed jars and reach the highest of shelves
• He can kill the scariest of bugs and protect me from the ickiest of creatures
• And lastly, he will be smart but not arrogant and confident without being cocky

Sandra had a shorter list, but I'm a picky girl. I don't care what his favorite shape is (as long as it isn't a pentagram) and really have no preference as to what color his eyes are (as long as they aren't bloodshot or a creepy red color from alcohol/drug abuse and/or devil worship and/or albinoism). Alright. Time to crush some herbs and flowers together and blow them out into the wind... I hope oregano, nutmeg, and a piece from a spider plant will do because that's all this girl's got laying around...

With lots of love,

Happy Hump Day!





P.S. If you've been wondering how the 10k training has been going - let me tell you - it's a bitch. Breathing in cold air when huffing and puffing along is, in my book, close to torture. I tried jaunting on a treadmill, but have found that jaunting on a treadmill is different than jaunting in the great outdoors (not to mention Frau Millie can't jaunt at the gym. They deeply frown upon people bringing in trainers of a different species).