I know, I know, I know.
I’ve been a bad Lizzie the last couple of months to not keep you up to date on what’s been going on in my life.
So, Gentle Reader, let me catch you up on my doings.
First, I became a great-aunt for the second time about seven weeks ago. A beautiful baby girl. I was actually present in the delivery room since neither of my niece’s parents could be present at the birth. One was caring for my nearly two-year old nephew, the other was coming in a couple of days later once my niece was out of the hospital.
It was an honor to be there as a sweet, innocent life came into the world. The following day, as I was rocking my new niece and watching the news from the Ukraine, I realized the best way to achieve world peace was to sit in a rocking chair with a newborn in your arms.
There is no way you can think bad thoughts when you are cradling a baby.
Second, I have organized a book club among my friends, so running it has been good for my brain as I research new books and decide what we’ll be reading next. I also joined a second club and have made several new friends through it. I’ve read several excellent books, and now have several more on my list. So, now on those rare evenings when I am not out and about, I have an interesting book to keep me company.
Third, ny dear friend Mary has gotten me involved in organizing a fundraiser for the local Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. I have been looking for some kind of public service event or charity to become involved with, and when she approached me to head up the media and marketing team for this event she is chairing, I jumped on it. She’s also roped in several of our friends as well, so planning this shindig is proving to be fun!
Fourth, my freelance work has been picking up, and even though I haven’t yet been offered a full-time job anywhere, I have had several interviews in the last month, so I know it’s just a matter of time before I am offered gainful employment.
Finally, I have been seeing a terrific guy I’ll call “Alex.”
I buried the lead.
We met on OK Cupid, the night after my niece was born. I had gotten home from nearly thirty-six hours at the hospital, and I was exhausted. I checked my messages, and I saw that I had a pile of messages waiting to be read. I opened Alex’s, and was immediately impressed.
It was well written, sincere, and obvious that he had read my entire profile. He lived about twenty miles away from me, was the same age as my brother (58), college educated, attractive, and a ninety-one percent match.
Usually a match that high meant he lived hundreds of miles away from me… not a mere twenty.
I saw he was online, and I decided to go ahead and respond. He replied almost immediately.
We began chatting, and before I realized it, it was nearly 1AM, and I was about to fall asleep with my head on the keyboard of my laptop. We said good night and he asked if we could continue the conversation the following day. I said, of course, and sweet dreams.
By the end of the weekend, Alex had asked me out to dinner for either Thursday or Friday that the following week…depending upon my schedule with the new baby and my family obligations.
To make a long story short, we met for dinner on Thursday… and we hit it off. The conversation was easy and relaxed, He was utterly charming and sweet. He even gave me a single red rose when he met me. (Cheesy, I know, but NO ONE had ever done that before.) When he walked me back to my car, he asked if I was available the following Tuesday evening (I was going to visit my bestie Ann that weekend for her fifieth birthday party), and after I said yes, he kissed me.
Again, to make a long story short, Alex and i have been seeing each other two or three times a week for the last six weeks. No, we haven’t met each others families. We haven’t met each others friends (unless we happened to bump into them when we were together).
But I don’t think it will be too long before that happens.
In upcoming posts, I’ll talk a little more about what is actually going on in our relationship…and a few of the complications. (Yes, there are some…but I’m not freaking out over them.) But while I do see some yellow caution flags, I am not rushing things with him. I’m letting this relationship develop as it will. But, I can say confidently, that Alex isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
Right now, life is pretty damn good for LIzzie. My life is full of friends, intellectual stimulation, and romance.
It’s all starting to come together…and I’m damn glad I’m finally getting the sweet end of lollipop.