Whirlwind Weeks

Since I've already talked to the one person I thought would be upset about this, I'm ready to make this post.

A couple of weeks ago I met the most amazing guy. From the moment I saw him (in a bar!) and the first words we exchanged, I knew this guy was someone special. I just didn't know in what capacity he would be to me. After a couple of dates I realized that he has made himself at home in my heart, and although I know its "too soon" and "you hardly know him", I feel like I've known him my whole life and I look forward to getting to know more and more about him.

Its so funny. I tried so hard to take things slowly with him in my heart and mind. I played it cool. I was "eh" when he asked me on a date, I didn't let him kiss me on the first date, I don't call him at all really and I let him call me. And you know what? He does. He calls me and sends me messages and actually pursued the hell out of me! And he's wonderful! He cooks for me and when I was sick all last week he bought me medicine and took care of me. He did all the dishes and took care of my cats and kept me company. And to think he kept saying to me "I'll get out of your hair if you're sick of me." As if that was possible!

He spoiled the heck out of me for Christmas and I had a hard time handling that. My girlfriends are like "that's the way it should be" and he was like "get used to it sweetie". I just don't think I can.

I'm not sure why I am blathering on about this. I have been sort of quiet in Blogger land lately, but I want to shout it from the rooftops that I'm crazy about a wonderful, sweet, romantic, Romanian guy who swept me off my feet in a few short weeks and whom I'm going to miss terribly while I'm in San Diego. He booked a ticket to visit me at the end of January and I can't wait to show him around my favorite city.

I'm even learning some Romanian. Now if he'll just become a citizen and get his passport we can go to Romania...maybe a summer trip to the bleakest place on Earth (he gets so mad at me when I say that!)

We took some pictures this weekend but I think they're pretty crappy. I'll see if they are worthy of posting when I get home!! ***Ok, I posted the picture, but we both look terrible. He hadn't shaved in days, had a big cut on his head from hunting (don't ask) and I hadn't been feeling well so we look wonderful! Oh well, at least we're happy. Ugly and happy!