I have a boyfriend.
(Yeay!)
I've been loath to mention it here because, well, I'm afraid of jinxing things.
You know what kind of romantic (I use the word lightly) luck (I use that word even more lightly)
I have. Sheesh. You can't be too careful. Well, I can't.
But anyway, the gist is this: he's a really great guy.
I mean really.
He's handsome and talented and funny and artistic and smart and creative
and manly.
How'd I get this lucky?
I'm scared.
I mean how many men do you know who can fire a rifle like a sharpshooter, speak Russian like a
And that's the short list.
He's a true renaissance man. It's crazy.
Anyway, henceforth he will be referred to by the...um...clever pseudonym, "John".
I just hope I haven't jinxed things by this indiscreet announcement.
Carry on.
19 comments:
I'm a weirdo who cares about great things happening to lovely people. I also really enjoyed the post about your grandfather.
this is our time, sugar! the second half of the year is gonna be aces for all of us!!! mabruk and mazeltov, baby! xoxoxoxoxo
How nice for you..
One day at a time & don't think too much!
I was hoping that was what your post title was referring to. I envy you for his dancing abilities.
Hooray! (and of course, I'm jealous) ;)
Does he have a brother?
Mazel, brotha. So happy for you.
Yay. Mean it.
Congrats! Seems love is in the air! Where's my bevnaps?
Omg...I thought the "no boyfriend" whining had been a bit less lately...
Just kidding! :P
Congrats!
xo
love reading this.
Congrats babe, you deserve it!
Send up some luck, I can't even get a decent craigslist hookup these days.
Your mother, does she know this John character?
Is he the reason for the snazzy Mexican blenkit? Make him sew you some slipcovas. Then post pics.
"weld like Tuesday" Heh, I see what you did there. Anyway, congrats to you but try not to let your neuroses get the best of you.
Darling, I am late to the party but so very happy for you.
Take one day at a time, comunicate with one and other, and don't get obsessive.
One word of warning though, if he disappears on a major holiday with a lame excuse (I have to go home change out the Posh Puff's boxes in my bathrooms - I'll be back in nine hours...) then call a private dick.
But until them, just go with the flow.
Congratulations from your anonymous Jason fan - you deserve every happiness.
And a new sofa.
You haven't jinxed anything...
Yay, you!!
Okay! Okay! Okay!
How did I miss this news? Maybe that's why the Earth shook a little bit the other day.
Now you can complain from the other side about having a boyfriend around all the time...
How did I miss this?
He's got himself a catch, THAT much I know.
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