Oh I am so in love.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have said it before.

But now.....damn the connection is there. Not just emotionally but physically. I mean.....HOLY SMOKES! I have never ever ever had sex this much. Felt this much passion, this much love, this much.....WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I could go on and on about my sex life....I haven't had a sex life in YEARS. I am walking different...ahahahahhahha...smiling different....and spending a lot more time in my bed.



He and I have almost the entire house settled. He has LOADS more clothes than I do.....(which cracks me up)...but the guy is so adorable...and so yummy I can forgive him for needing more dressar space than I had originally thought he would need. He and I have so much fun. We have went shopping so much for silly stuff...just fun every day household stuff...which reminds me...WE STILL NEED a WICKER laundry basket. That was on today's list. Argh.

We redid our bedroom...All new bedding..pillows....and a new rug. He changed the room around while I was at work yesterday....and it looks amazing. He has redone the upstairs tub...new shower head (it pulsates...ahahahha)...new spout and new hardware on cabinets.

Right now he is making Chicken Fajitas...yes at almost 10 at night...because we went to take a nap at 4 and well it turned into a long escapade.


LONGGGGGGGGG. Reminds me of Tanja and SCHLONGS....

Dan. Dan has moved back to NH and has messaged me a few times....he said he realizes what he lost and will forever be sorry. I feel a friendship there, but looking back, I wonder what I ever saw in him romantically. I wonder why I thought I could be in a sexless marriage. Not being able to take it to the next level kept us stagnant. He wouldn't even hold me...or kiss me. All these things were ok...because long distance we still had the excitement of visits and all.. But when we closed the distance....that was it. It was in my face...(or not in my face...that was the problem).....and I couldn't handle being ignored intimately. I need to be held, touched, kissed...and I craved it. Dan was very cold with his emotions. He used words to try to make me feel better...but I know now that actions speak a hell of a lot more than words.

Do I miss him?

No. I don't.

I don't miss the screaming...the fighting...the constant friction (again WRONG type of friction).....

I have a beautiful, loving relationship now.

I am so head over heels for this fellow.


Life is good.

Life is really good.