Two months later.....

Here I am! I'm back, and I apologize for the lengthy hiatus. I had several complaints over the weekend that I haven't kept up with this, so here y'all are.

So there are several things I don't understand. For instance, when you are trying to get to work just a little bit early, why is that the day the metro is delayed? Why do government workers insist on having 16 meetings about one tiny little detail and yet never seem to resolve the issue? Where do the animals really go when mom & dad say they took them to the farm? Ok, that last one was a joke, but you get where I am going with this.......

But one of the things I really don't understand is why it's so difficult to to admit that you love someone. Or at least care about them a great deal. OFB can't do it, even though I think he does. We've been on, we've been off, we've been to bed, we've been just friends. We've been awkward, we've been fine. And now, after all that he's just going to let me go. He tells me things when we are alone late at night, and then pretends they never happened. Is this normal? Probably for someone that has a girlfriend and has no intention of breaking up with her. How did I get into this situation, you may ask? The simple answer is that I have no wordly clue. Because sometimes I just do. Sometimes I just live. Sometimes sleeping with your best male friend in DC seems like a really great idea after a night out drinking when he's been looking at you the entire time with those eyes. Those deep, gorgoeus chocolate eyes.......but I digress. It seems like a good idea until the next morning when you have to face up to what you've done. And then you go on with your life trying to be friends. It's ridiculous. Yet I can't stop myself from wanting him in my life. I wish I could blame it on lonliness, but that would be a lie because.......

The Kitten has a boyfriend. Before you all start to wonder why I am still hung up OFB when I have a new guy, let me just say that my previous statements were more of a closure to that issue. I do want him as a part of my life, if we ever find a way to be friends after being more so very briefly. So back to the boyfriend (we'll call him MovieGuy)........I met him at a New Years Eve party when I was feeling particularly sad about OFB being in NC with his girlfriend. I wasn't looking and I certainly didn't expect to click with someone as quickly as I clicked with him. I saw him first, you couldn't really miss the aviator glasses and ridiculously large scarf around his neck. Did I mention that he's also a little goofy? We started talking, we laughed, we checked out the other's iPod. He held my hand and kissed me on the cheek when he left. I didn't think he's call. I actually sort of forgot about it. And then he did call....our first date was the day before his birthday and we've been going strong ever since. He is nothing like anyone I have ever dated. He's smart, sexy, creative and young. 24 to be exact. But I'm ok with that. He's young enough to still want to show me affection in public and celebrate Valentine's Day. Yes, that's right...the kitty is celebrating Valentine's Day. For real. This guy makes me weak in the knees. He makes me giddy, giggly and all sorts of nervous. I love it! He's so adorable all the time. He calls to check in, sends me cute text messages during the day and the nights we spend together I spend wrapped up in his arms. OMG, I'm sappy. Who am I???

And that is the gist of what has occured in the last two months. Well, that and I turned 30. But who wants to talk about that?