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Top 5: Celebrity Crushes

Every morning I listen to Mason & Remy on 93.7 the Bull on my way to work. Lately, Remy has been following the Amanda Bynes blow up – she’s basically gone nuts – as she was his crush in prior lifetimes. It got me thinking about how the posters in my room have changed from being a young whipper snapper to an awkward preteen to an adult. So let’s take a trip down memory lane…

Early 90s: Brett Hull’s Son, Jude Hull: I was 7 years old when Brett Hull scored his 500th goal on a hat trick against LA on Dec. 22, 1996. I don’t remember if this was the event our great city celebrated, but I remember watching Brett, his then-wife Allison, and little Jude walking out on the ice to accept some kind of recognition. I also remember looking at my dad, saying “Dad, I want to marry him.” My dad looked at me, confused, “Brett Hull? He’s a little old for you honey,” to which I responded, “no, his son. Then Brett Hull can be my second Dad!” What can I say, my love of hockey players came early. I find it ironic doing some google searching to find that Jude is actually just starting his freshman year of college, meaning he was easily 5 years younger than me. Whoops.

Mid 90s: Leonard DiCaprio: Sigh. Oh Leo. This may come as a surprise, but I was a bit of a tomboy back in the day. Before viewing Titanic, I would see Leo’s face come across my Teen Beat magazine and say “yuck, Leo DiCraprio!” Then, I saw Titanic, and it all changed. This pretty face was plastered all over the walls of my spare bedroom (because I couldn’t mess up my nicely decorated bedroom). I still think that bitch could have made some room and saved you…

Early 2000s: Nick Carter: Those blonde locks, those blue eyes, that dreamy voice. Be still my heart. Although I liked *NSYNC’s music a bit better, Nick Carter was the bees knees. My first email address was Just saying. BONUS: Aaron Carter – the man I got my first manicure for. Saw him at Fox Theatre, only a few rows from the stage. Ah.

Late 2000s: Zac Efron: Here we go again with another hottie who made it from the ashes. I refused to watch High School Musical, for the pure fact that I was in high school, in choir, and thought it was idiotic. However, I watched it before heading off to college, shortly before the release of Hairspray, and well – the rest is history. Zac has that perfect level of boyish cute mixed with man hot, and the boy can sing. Let’s be honest – I’m not giving up this crush anytime soon.

2012: David Freese, Ryan Lochte & Andy Parks: I guess I’ve matured, and so has my taste in men. What isn’t there to love about David Freese? World Series MVP, hometown hottie, and a former Tiger. Ryan Lochte won the hearts of many at this years Olympic Games, and I must say I have a soft spot for my Boston loving, beer drinking, video game playing boyfriend :). (NOTE: I went through probably 15 photos before finding the perfect one for you, Andy!)

So there you have it – my crush list through the years. Who was your biggest crush growing up? 

Getting Personal


You know you haven’t blogged in a long time when WordPress logs you out. Yikes.

So, I posed the question on twitter – what do I blog about – and to my surprise, Andy replied, “what about me.” I immediately thought to myself, “lord, does he really want me to do that? has he read my blogs before?” but I never turn down a request, so here I go, channeling my inner Carrie Bradshaw, writing about love.

Andy & I met last summer at the hockey rink (yes, I hang around hockey rinks in summer – don’t judge) and hit it off immediately. I won’t bore you with the juicy details from then until now, but needless to say, here we are, 15 months later.

There are steps we are told to make in a relationship. Talking (I still don’t get this “stage”), dating, exclusivity. First base, second base, third base, etc. However when you fall in love, and I mean REALLY fall in love, you ignore all of that and do your own thing because hey, you’re in love, you’ve got love on your side. This is clearly the hard way, however, it’s also the way that brings you closer.

We moved in together in June, 11 months into our relationship, which was fine by both of us, because financially it was genius, and as mentioned above, we’re in love. This is the guy I want to be with forever, so while I should have maybe questioned my decision more, I didn’t. And I’m glad I didn’t, because it’s been great. Yes, GREAT. Sure, boys are messy. The bathroom smells more frequently; the video game consoles are in use more than I even knew they were capable of; the amount of food in the house decreases quickly. But you know what? As frustrating as it could get, it could never outweigh the feeling I get going to bed every night next to the person I love. Knowing that if I have a bad day I can come straight home to a big hug (and a lick on the face – can’t forget puppy!) means everything to me. I’d be lying if I said we never argue. Anyone who knows us knows our stubborn personalities can clash. But no argument can overrule the way we feel.

I’m not easy to live with. I’ll be the first to admit it. I let my emotions get the best of me and take it out on the people I love. I know I don’t make it easy for him, but somehow he sticks with me. I’m very lucky, because a love like this only comes once in your life. You only get one shot to make it work, and lucky for me, I’ve got someone willing to do that.

I truly appreciate everything you do for me Andy, and I don’t think I tell you enough. Therefore, I’ll give you exactly what you asked – you as the topic. Love you.