As I sit here listening to my Ray LaMontagne album getting things ready for my the first day of this long week, I realize I'm pretty darn happy with the way this weekend panned out... it's been only been since last night since I've seen him and I can't quit smiling.
I've been a little secret nymph lately with my dating life and I apologize for that but not everyone's comfortable with their business being out there quite like I am. (read: my beau does not want to be on the blog tell all bandwagon) Anyways, I'll try to maneuver and shimmy around the black and white areas into the grey whenever I can and tell you about my lovely fellow a.k.a my beau.
So, the secret is out of the bag. . . .It's official, I am in a committed relationship!! All I can say is that he is pretty damn amazing. I pinch him daily to remind myself of this and that it's real. I feel like I can finally be done with my Carrie Bradshaw gig (if you're not hip to Sex&TheCity's characters then you're probably scratching your head in bewilderment.) and focus on a mature-honest-responsible-grown up-relationship. I feel like every day we learn something new and cool about dating each other.... and it's amazingly refreshing.
This weekend we did something that dating people do that I haven't done in a really really really long time: I introduced the beau to the family for the first time.
Gulp.
It ended up going quite well, thank goodness! My family is a huge fan of his... so am I. All in all I'm really thankful to have me such a keeper... sometimes you have to go through some duds to find a stud. Hehehehe, ok that was cheesy but I truly think it's why I have had to deal with so many douchebags over the years.
It's funny how when you're not looking for something it finds you. I couldn't have asked for a better weekend with my beau. :) :) :)
