Making things official

Well... I had a very interesting weekend...

Interesting in a VERY good way... "He" came to visit. He drove for almost 10 hours just to come and spend 24 hours with me, and then drove 10 hours home. And in case you were wondering... 24 hours was waaaaaay too short.

But, humble reader, you may ask, "Who is 'He'?" A very worthy question...

"He" is what I would consider the sweetest man on the planet. He is intelligent, kind, smart, caring, family-oriented, funny, thoughtful, gentle, and a growing man of God. Not to mention that he has the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. *sigh*

He and I met. . . *whisper* . . . on the net. On a match-making site. We were matched on Valentine's Day, and from there it has just been a great time of getting to know each other. We started talking about meeting face to face in early May, but because of some family situations it wasn't able to happen until the middle of June.

I was so nervous. We had agreed to meet in Banff, and I was a wreck for the two days before. I could hardly eat. I even had nightmares about our meeting. But from the moment I saw him, I was at peace. He greeted me with the hugest hug! I could tell that he was a little nervous too, but he was great. We ended up spending 5 hours together walking all over Banff, looking in the cheesy little shops, and enjoying each other's company. It was incredibly hard to say goodbye to him at the end of the day. I was scared, when we went our separate ways, that maybe I was too excited about how things went, and that I was feeling more than I should. But I was pleasantly surprised when I got home... and there was the sweetest e-card from him saying that he had to see me again as soon as possible. I smiled for days!

So... back to this last weekend. He came to visit and meet the important people in my life. I told him early on in our e-conversations that it was important to me that my family get to meet him. He passed the mom-test with flying colors... Dad thought he was great... and my friends were very impressed by him, too.

But the best part of this weekend was when we were able to be alone. Watching a movie... walking in the park... just sitting on the couch and talking... I don't think I have ever enjoyed 'just sitting' with someone as much. The time went by so fast... before I knew it it was time for him to head for home. It was so hard to let go... figuratively and literally.

I'm proud that I didn't cry when he left. I know it was hard for him to go and I didn't want to make it harder.

I can't believe it, but at 31 I think I may actually be falling in love...

*sigh*

sorry to be a cheesy girly-girl... but thats how I'm feeling lately. And I'm proud of it!

Until next time, humble reader...

MissBaggins

Orange toes with freckles

Ok... so here I am...

but who am I? I am a 31 year old 'girl'... who is still sorting things out. Does that sound pathetic? Perhaps for some, but for me, I am joyful in my life situation...

I am a writer, of sorts, and until I become fabulously wealthy publishing my own words, I will make a living selling the words of others. An occupational hazard of working in the "book world" is that I read... A LOT! I read fiction of all kinds...

Historical
Fantasy
Mystery
Romance
Suspence
Chick-lit
throw in a smidge of Sci-Fi and a pinch of something that could almost be classified as Horror...

While I tend to be on the bookish side, I do have my quirks... I have a penchant for odd foods, like pickles on chicken and anything involving pesto... my hair is tri-colored (none of which are my natural color)... and my freckled toes are currently painted orange (soon to be blue I think)

Though freckled, my toes are not hairy... so I am not a biological descendant of the Shirefolk, but I do feel a certain affinity for their lifestyle. I enjoy good food, love my books, and cherish my friends and family... and am more than a little shy of adventure.

Well, I think that's all for tonight... I know its not much, but it should give you a little window into my life... Be well, humble reader... and remember to take time to smell the lavender

MissBaggins

A humble beginning...

Hello...

While this is just the first of what I hope is many posts, I just wanted to make my presence here known.

Hope whoever happens across this post is having a great weekend!

In Him,
Miss Baggins