I haven't written in a long time and frankly there hasn't been much to write about.  I went to california,  I did date one man there but we ended up friends.. its what happens... so.. NEXT!!!  I come back to home and I don't think i'm ever going to meet anyone in this town... and here we go.  I meet someone.  He is pretty great actually.  The first impression that I get of on facebook, with a little help from stalking his timeline was that he listens to country music.. so i'm going to call him the cowboy.

I have a busy day of graduation parties from my niece and nephew and their very long graduation ceremony but all I wanted to do was sit and chat with this fellow that I'd met online.  He originally found me through my work and our mutual friends.  He told me how beautiful my work was and I just thought he was super cute and so generously nice about that.  A little while later he tells me how he would like to take me out for coffee.  I happily agree to meet with such a handsome fellow and we stay in touch throughout the graduation ceremony and just afterward, before the party, I decide to meet up with him for a beer.

I arrive downtown and he is sitting at the train depot down the street and we have this long walk where we check each other out through our sunglasses, just trying to look cool.  Gosh is he sexy, a tall drink of water and i sweet little swagger, he is the cowboy after all.  (he listens to country music, he doesn't actually rope bulls ad ride horses.. or maybe he does.. and i just don't know.  We walk over to the pub and grab a brew.  I sit down and nervously chat him up for about an hour or so, I soon realize that i'm late to the graduation party.  I wasn't ready to leave him yet, i was having such a good time that i forgot about the party entirely!  I invited him to come with me and he hesitantly agreed as he didn't want to be an imposition since it was a family event.

The cowboy shows up with me to the grad party and everyone immediately asks who he is and I tell him we just met but we've been talking for a bit and he is pretty great.  He cordially greets the family and we go sit down.  Not long after, he seems my 8 year old nephew sitting alone at a table away from all the other kids and about to eat his meal and he gets up to go sit next to him.  It was the most genuinely heart warming moments i've ever witnessed in my life.    I let them chew the fat for a little bit before i went over.  My nephew was in awe, he had a new best friend and he was just so happy!  We enjoyed the rest of the party together and as I was leaving I noticed he was helping clean up by taking trash out and my 16 year old niece said "auntie, he is pretty perfect".  I just smiled and everyone seemed to really enjoy having him there.

we left and went to the park where the mosquitos feasted on our flesh, and then i decided perhaps we should go indoors.  We just sat and talked and made out like kids.  He was a perfect gentleman and I can't wait to see where the wind takes us