Well Mr. Perfect puts him up on a pedestal (heh) and The Guy With No Blog Name is too long so, for now, until I can get more creative, I’m going to call him Mr V. It’s not very creative but I’m sick with an icky virus tonight and creativity isn’t my strong suit.

I’m having a blast. And those of you who are my IRL Facebook friends can clearly see that he is right up my alley, the goofball. He can give it as good as he gets. Yes, this was extraordinarily unexpected. I met him on Match.com a few weeks ago (before my weekend away) and he e-mailed me to say that, even though he lives across town (strike one) and was in the middle of quitting smoking (strike two), he couldn’t help but wonder if I might be one of the neatest people he’d ever have the chance to meet. And having just read the Mars Venus blog that recommended trying new and different guys and stepping outside your comfort zone, I figured, hey, why not? Little did I know…

Fireworks. Laughter. Passion. Fun. (And still no sex – playing by the rules, for my own good, and it is definitely a whole new world). Every other new relationship has had some doubts, some stumbling blocks, some things to get past. Right now I can 100% no reservations tell you that this has none. Zero. Nada. If there is really such a thing as love at first sight, this is it. So, while I realize that it could be my mind playing tricks on me or my wounded heart jumping into something crazy, the romantic in me is psyched. And I know the naysayers will say take your time, don’t move too fast, etc. The reality is that as fast as it is moving, it is also moving slow. We are having fun. We are enjoying each other. He has not and will not meet Pumpkinhead anytime soon. He gets that and fortunately Chapin is on the “see my kid regularly” train so that shouldn’t be an issue. Plus, because he owns his own business and has flexible hours, he can actually come have lunch with me at my job or meet me after work for dinner (when he’s not sending me on a driving tour of the city at night).

An example of how much healthier our relating is so far than in any of my past relationships: last night we were supposed to meet at Restaurant A, or so I thought. I went to the location where I thought we were meeting and he wasn’t there. Turns out he was across town at another location. Hmmm. So I started driving to the other location. Almost an hour and many circles later, I finally pulled into the parking lot of Restaurant B and saw him standing there. We’d both started to get a little irritable on the phone but nothing major. I pull up, roll my window down, smile and say, “You realize this is Restaurant B, right?” You should have seen his face change. He realized he’d totally had the wrong name in his head (they were the same cuisine) and that I’d been on a wild goose chase all night and we both burst out laughing. Instead of berating me or giving me the pissy or silent treatment all night for keeping him waiting, like past boyfriends/husbands would have done, he totally owned up to his part in the miscommunication and we laughed about it, moved on to another location, and managed to salvage the evening. Um, wow, I’m actually dating an adult who acts like one and is kind and considerate!

I don’t know where this is going and part of me hesitates to even blog about it because I’m super-duper smitten (and that is scary!). But I’m going to enjoy it, take it slow, and, best of all, HAVE FUN!!! (And, oh yeah, I’m signed up to continue group therapy with the psychologists who ran my divorce recovery group starting next Thursday night. It is important for me to do and I know I need it no matter what kind of relationship I am in.)

P.S. The feminists out there may balk at this but it cracks me up. Mr. V had no way of knowing that I love Trace Adkins or that I communicate in song. But, tongue firmly planted in cheek (and perhaps hoping I’d show up on Date 5 in one of these oufits – LOL), this morning he sent me a link to this sexist-but-hilarious YouTube video.

Lyrics | Trace Adkins lyrics – Hot Mama lyrics

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