Random nonsense and lots of aimless rambling.

I got back from my visit with the boyfriend last night. I had an almost 3 hour flight up there [not bad] and a 4 hour flight back [not good. Lol.] It was pretty much amazing and reminded me why I love him. But I've been thinking about a lot of stuff since I've been home. Like the fact that I've spent a grand total of 9 days with this kid and when I saw him at the airport, it was comfortable. You would imagine that I would be nervous and all that, but I wasn't. I mean, I wanted to look pretty and blahblahblah, but I wasn't worried that he had changed his mind about being with me.

I think it's kind of funny that I'm more comfortable around a guy I've known for 6 months and spent a week with than people I've known for years and spent months with. Everything about him just feels right. I've never been the type to say stuff like this, but he's the one, there's no doubt in my mind. He's nerdy and adorable and kisses me on my forehead. I have no idea why he chose me [although I'm pretty sure he was dropped on his head or something. That has to be it.] but I'm thankful that he did. I swear, he's the most beautiful person I've met, inside and out. I'm eager for him to meet my family. I used to be nervous, but I don't see how they could look at us and not see the love we have. I glow when I'm with him because he makes me so happy. I'll be the first to tell you I'm not a 10, but even when I'm a hot mess, if I'm in his arms, I'm prettier than any supermodel you've ever seen. I honestly believe we were made for each other. And that belief is reinforced by the fact that he was born 9 months after I was. So if my calculations are correct, he was conceived around the time I was born. Yep, he was made for me. :]

I have to somehow figure out how to start a conversation with his mom. I like her, and she likes me, I'm just terrified that I'm gonna say something stupid. I'm good at that. Lol. I mean, I'm sure it'll be fine, but I'm just reallyyy nervous.

Also, I'd like to mention now how much I love my cat. His name is Ike [after the hurricane] and he's very unique. :] He's very tuned into my moods and when I'm upset, he lets me bug him until I feel better. He's pretty awesome. At this point in my life, I don't want kids, but he's my baby.

Anyhoo, that's the end of my rambling. Thanks for listening. :]