So it's been quite a while since I've had the time to write anything, I've been too busy with my brilliantly wonderful life. But I decided it was time that I wrote a little update.
For the past seven months I have been in wonderland, in complete and utter happiness, and it's all thanks to one man. I remember where I was seven months ago before meeting him, I wasn't interested in anything serious. I was done with men (again) fed-up, had lost all hope in the opposite sex and was only interested in having fun and not getting attached. So when I walked in to that Menchies that warm July Sunday I wasn't expecting much. But then...I saw him, and I though "uh-oh". And the "date" continued and it only got worse "uh-oh...I'm in trouble" I knew that if he proved to be as special as he seemed in that first hour over frozen yogurt that I was in grave danger of falling completely and utterly in love. And not only did he prove it, but he surpassed any expectation, any hope I had ever had for the perfect man. Not only is he gorgeous and intelligent, but he's silly, and goofy, and fun, and kind and sensitive, and tough and caring (plus the sex is amazing too!) ;0). To say that he has the "total package" would be a gross understatement. He makes me feel like the most loved and cherished woman in the world.
It took no time before we were "official" and even less time for us to admit that we were completely in love with each other. Two months later we were packing up and moving in together. If it weren't for both of our pending divorces we would have been on our way down the aisle the very next day. But unfortunately psycho exes, and the slow and annoying legal system prevented that.
One night we were talking, as we did often, about how we each wanted more kids and couldn't wait to start our family. How we had to wait who knows how long until we could be married. And considering we both were in agreement about having three more kids together, we were frustrated that we had to wait for the technicality of the finalized divorce before we could get started. Well, with all that in mind, the fact that I want to be done popping the little ones out by 30 (4 short years away), and issues like being thin for a wedding dress (huge deal!!) ;0P we thought "well...why don't we just get pregnant now?" We joked for a minute, that's crazy..."what will people think" well that was me, he instantly said "I don't care what other people think". And with that we decided there was really no point in waiting, and if we got pregnant right away we would have the baby and that would leave enough time for me to slim down after the baby and before a wedding (again...that's a big deal for a lady!). And there commenced "trying".
Well, it didn't take much "trying" (though we still did our due diligence and made sure we gave it our all) ;0) and we were pregnant! It was a brutal first few months of pregnancy, nausea all the time, serious back pain from the start, and an instant baby bump, but all the while I had Leon by my side making everything as easy as possible and waiting on me hand and foot.
And now...he proposed!! We're engaged...and well let me be a little vain for just a minute (so not my style normally, I know!) The ring is AMAZING!! It's perfect, exactly what I wanted (I did give him a few hints...or exact parameters). It's gorgeous and perfect...just like him. And now he's my fiancé!! I couldn't be happier. OK...so that's the good. So what's with the title? The good with the bad...well...
Christina. That is the name of Satan. Leon's ex wife is the biggest bitch that has ever lived. And to top it off she has absolutely no brain inside her head. It's filled with bricks.
And now...you know what's funny...I've spent all this time thinking about Leon and how happy he makes me...and though if I took a second I could remember...but I've completely forgotten what I wanted to vent about Christina. There's so much...so expect a post soon....but now I'm just going to go love up on my man. :0)
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