G-Man & The Bed-Breaking Ceremony of 2008

My long period of abstinence is over.  I met the G-man online.  He's a good guy - sweet, considerate, in touch with his feelings.  He doesn't drink, smoke or make poppy tea in dark corners of his home while eating laxatives like a fiend.  He kind of reminds me of Superman - tall, dark hair, sexy eyes. (Okay, childhood fantasy fullfilled)   I'll let you all decide on why I gave him this name. (hee hee hee )

We broke his bed last night. It came crashing to the floor in the heat of the moment.  What a bunch of fun.  It was way better than aerobics class and lasted four times as long.  I guess you could say that I am enthusiastic about the return of my sex life.

I've been tentatively dating for awhile now.  I really hadn't expected to meet someone that I just clicked with so well, and I have to say that I do love the man.  It sort of snuck in my cold dark heart.  I saw it, but really didn't want to believe it. But here it is - and I like it.

I haven't introduced him to the kids yet.  I'm not sure what the rules are on that one.  I'd like even less to have to introduce him to the ex which I know will be inevitable.  

So, for you ladies out there that are making your lists.  I did have my mental checklist of dislikes going in my head when I met the G-Man.  He checked off pretty well and didn't have a single one of my pet peeves.  He seems to have everything on the "must have" list as well.

Who knew that there were still guys out there who were able to stay conscious, have sex, conversation, hold down a job, have a backbone and basically make my life a little brighter.  Had I known this I probably would have divorced several years ago...