it's just my face

33. Growing up, I thought life ended at 30.  I didn't think I'd ever see the day.  I thought that if I did, I would be miserable, washed-up, OLD.  I didn't see much use in any life that could possibly exist afterward.  I thought that way!  I really did.  It's crazy to think about it now.  My life has only gotten better since then.  And this has been one of the most life changing years thus far.  It has been truly wonderful.  I must admit that reading back over the posts, I see that it started out rough.  I am so grateful for all of the positive changes, new people, and new opportunities that I have had in the last year.  I only see it getting better. My perspective on life is positive.  I am comfortable with myself as a person.  That's something I could never say before.  There are still things that I'd like to change, but if it stayed the same that would be okay.  I have a wonderful son, a job I'm ...

The boy  is still around.  Things haven't changed too much.  Except I feel he will make it to my birthday!  He's a blast.  I can't say his name without laughing out loud.  He doesn't pressure me about anything.  He's perfectly content with the way things are.  And so am I.  I told him about my "episode" kissing another boy on Saturday night.  He didn't flip out, he wasn't jealous.  It was so refreshing.  I can honestly say that I've never been in a relationship like it!  I love hanging out with him.  He's got a great group of friends that I now call my own.  We play cards, we have beers.  They're supportive, down-to-earth, and would give me the shirt off their back if I needed it more.  It's a good thing.  He sleeps over two or three times a week.  I even let him call me baby in public.  We are still not exclusive. Here's the deal.  I'm taking him home this weekend.  Not hom...