Ricky Martin Eat Your Heart Out

When I am crabby, as I am getting more and more prone to being in my depression, Mr. Rogue has the best way to whip me out of my misery and open my anger filled eyes open to see the levity in life. His wonderful new way of cheering me up is dancing. I wish I could show you the video of my soon to be husband dancing around like a moron and singing in his horrible off key voice but I cant show you this perfect representation of why this man is the love of my life. Sorry Ricky I guess my man is not going to impress you with his skills today. And the reason I can’t show it to you is because I have been SWORN to secrecy, and as much as I want to share all of myself with you unfortunately the parts of myself that overlap with the parts of other people’s lives and therefore wishes I have to take into consideration. And I did CONSIDER posting it anyways but then I thought that I don’t think I could ever find someone to love him more than I do. And he really does deserve the best!