Two Less Lonely People in the World

I’m really teary as I sit here now, writing this. My life changed forever today. It changed in the most positive way I could ever imagine. Earlier I had realized how my emotions were heading, but today I knew for sure – I’m in love! In love with the most wonderful, handsome, amazing man that I could ever dream to meet. He’s everything that I ever dreamed I would find, and more. So much more. I just never thought that he existed, I certainly didn’t think I would ever be fortunate enough to find him.

And now, I seem to be having some kind of delayed reaction, because I’m crying. Not in a sad way, in a happy way. In a way, that means there is just too much inside my heart and it needs someplace to spill over. I never ever dared to hope that I would ever meet a man who could make me feel like this. And now that I have, I don’t want it to ever end.

Oh gosh, talk about turning on the waterworks! As we were driving back earlier, I was watching the sky and the clouds and the thought that popped into my mind was that not only has my life changed, the way I see the world has changed, forever. Everything, every tiny little thing looks so much brighter and more beautiful.

I don’t know what I did to ever be this lucky, but I’m thinking that I must have done something pretty wonderful in a past life, if there is such a thing, to have deserved to experience what I have today. I could say more, but I think the more that I have to say is just for his ears only. And oh, I can’t wait until I’m close to him again.

How can one life suddenly change so much? How can it suddenly mean so much more. All I know is that my life will never be the same. In a very, very good way. There is this tiny part of my heart that can’t believe this is happening to me. How can I be that lucky…am I really awake or I am dreaming?!

And Mr. Wonderful, my adorable, because I know you will read this; you know you have my heart. I just hope you don’t mind all my gushing. It was just too much to contain inside! :wub:

Today will be the day that never shall grow old
~ Someone, Air Supply.


Can't Get You Out of My Head (and don't want to)

From one of the songs that are on my mind tonight:

In the middle of the night
Cool sweatin’ in my bed
Got the windows open wide
Thinking about all the things you said

I wish I could fly
Out in the blue
Over this town
Following you
I’d fly over rooftops
The great boulevards
To try to find out
Who you really are

~ Wish I Could Fly, Roxette

In related news, I can’t stop smiling.
I don’t think I walk anymore either, I simply float. ;)


Be Careful What You Wish For

I want to meet an intelligent man who has a big heart, likes to talk about everything under the sun, is geeky, isn’t a party person and has at least a few manners. The more the better. If I could find one who knits or was otherwise creative; miaoow!


Note to Self: Don’t Count Your Chickens and all (but don’t be *too* careful!!).

As you probably guessed, I did go ahead with the online dating…I’d forgotten how much fun flirting and getting to know someone new can be!


SWF Looking for MWaB (Man With a Brain)

I’ve tried internet dating in the past and I’m thinking about trying it again. I’ve been browsing profiles tonight and find it a bit weird. On one hand, it can be a fun, safe way to meet new people but on the other, there is something kinda cold about it all. All lists and descriptions and calculations and no randomness or fate. But then, that may just be my inner Mills & Boon lover speaking.

One of the things that turns me off straight away is a man wearing a chain, particularly a gold one. I don’t know why, I just kinda shudder and move right along. Thinking about it, I guess it is based on the stereotype of a beer swilling, sleazy lad who wears a gold chain and his shirt wide open. The type that always reminds me of monkeys at the zoo, swinging from branches while leering and grunting at all the tourists. So not attractive in a man.

The other thing I hate is when the profiles are written along the lines of “I am so buff 4 u babeee!”. That kind of, ahem, attempt at spelling is usually accompanied by a photo of the man with his top off and arms in that stupid bodybuilder pose. You know the one, they either look like a deformed teapot or a constipated orangutan. Hmm, I seem to compare unappealing men to monkeys a lot. Maybe because they remind me of the theory about the so-called missing link in human evolution.

I may sound awful and horribly picky, but I’m not really. I want to meet an intelligent man who has a big heart, likes to talk about everything under the sun, is geeky, isn’t a party person and has at least a few manners. The more the better. If I could find one who knits or was otherwise creative; miaoow!

Something else I’ve noticed in recent times, not just in regards to online dating, is that I seem to be acquiring an attraction to older men. Not too much older, a bit. I don’t know where this new thing came from, but I also suddenly seem to be noticing men with grey hair. Of course, I still like men in the same age group as me just as much as before, but the age range I am attracted to is a bit wider.



Do you ever think about your life thus far and wonder if, given the chance, you’d live more wilder, more impulsively? I do. My 20s were kinda tame expect for a few exceptions. I keep returning to the thought that now I’m in my 30s, I want to live more wilder. More spur of the minute and less thinking. I usually think too much. For the rest of my 30s, I’d like to think less and do more. I think I have a 20-something wild woman inside, who’s been locked up for so many years, she needs to get out more and and make up for lost time. I don’t use my life in a way that suits who I am inside. Does that make any sense?

People seem to always think that I’m some kind of precious little petal (I’ve been nicknamed just that – petal). Delicate, even. I may seem that way, but I’m not really. That’s just an act. I’m a lot more passionate, quick tempered and more impulsive. I have more of a wild streak than people typically think I do. It’s just that in the past, I haven’t always showed it (because I was too concerned with what other people thought). Which just goes to show that you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover. Still waters and all that. Rowwrrrr! ;)

My star sign is Leo and my chinese astrology sign is the Tiger; I’m truly ruled by the nature of the feline. I am very hot-headed. I have an extremely short fuse but if I like you, I’ll be forever loyal to you. I like my solitude, my ‘me’ time, but I also love people. I’m fascinated by other people and what makes them tick. But at my most shallow, I must admit that I like a good ego stroking. Flattery does get you everywhere, after all. From now on, I want to live more like me. Live like a Lioness and less like a plain little mouse. That’s so boring!

One of the other things that I’ve learned while getting to know my own nature again, is that I really don’t care what other people think. That is so liberating. It helps me enjoy life – to heck with what others think! There is only one person living my life, and that’s me!