New Love?

I have finally lost my mind! I have fallen for 195lbs of tight, ripped splendor! When Collin brought his love of fighting into our home, I "fought" it all the way. My fine tuned mothering instincts just couldn't wrap themselves around two guys, who have mothers somewhere, beating the crap out of each other...until last night. For the lack of wanting to sit upstairs by myself, I joined the testosterone filled basement for some Pay-per-View entertainment. I was not prepared for the emotions I would encounter!!! Now those of you that know me well, know that I have a weakness for a fine looking man. What can I say?!? I like 'em!!! So, out comes this extrememly fine tuned man machine in black stretchy pants (thought borrowed from Nacho Libre, thanks Jack Black) with beautiful eyes and a "come hither" smile! Holy Cramoly!!!! What can a girl do? He proceeded to beat the punk out of the hobbit guy and kept me glued to the screen for almost two rounds before he was declared the winner. Even though I think that Michael and I may have seen a different fight than the other guys, it was extremely enjoyable and I believe that I could be convinced to watch a round, every once in a while. Especially if GSP is on the ticket!