I am so screwed…in the head

Everything makes me think of Twilight or, more specifically, the fuckhawtness that is one Mr. Robert Pattinson. Sorry, but my PattzWhore status is shining through here. (Wait a minute, I am NOT sorry!)

Tattoos, piercings, the word “kitty” and cupcakes = Clipped Wings & Inked Armor = Tattward = Robert Pattinson

Baseball = Twilight = Robert Pattinson

Elevators, neckties, office windows and stairwells = The Office = Beautiful Bastard = Robert Pattinson

Curious George = I Love L.A. = George = Robert Pattinson

ANYONE running their fingers through their hair = Robert Pattinson

Any kind of hat = Rob’s Beanie = Robert Pattinson

One of my Hubby’s nicknames for me is “Beauty” = Mr. Horrible = Rich Kid = Robert Pattinson

He called me Kitten in bed = Wings & Inked Armor = Tattward = Robert Pattinson

Mary’s Firey Fadge (if you don’t know what I’m talking about, visit http://twi-sted.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-want-edward-in-real-life.html ) = Sex on Fire = Many, many Robert Pattinson videos

Guns = When Mr. Stan asked me if he could borrow one to shoot…Robert Pattinson (He was joking, please don’t hurt him. I wouldn’t want Stan to be left a Widow with three small children. At least, he better have been joking.)

And last, but not least, I looked at a friend’s sonogram picture and this is what I saw:

*sigh* FML