Well I have stated via facebook that I felt like I was waiting for a boat at the airport, and it never came. Well a boat came from the sky and hit me over the head. His name is Christian. He is amazing and plays (this list is long, but epic) Viola, violin, banjo, mandolin, guitar, and bass guitar. He is going into the music therapy program at USU. We first met after being set up on a blind date. My cousin and a guy she met through Humans vs Zombies decided that we would get along together.
The first date started off horribly awkward. He came to the door and I was half way down the stairs before I realized that everyone else was at the top staring at me... then we hardly spoke during dinner...and all of a sudden we had the most epic conversation about music, and nerdy stuff, and mario. It was like I had found a best fried I forgot I had. He is very chivalrous, he insists on holding doors open for me. He is very very kind and is not okay with people poking fun of me.
Sometimes I think that there is no way a guy like him can exist. Someone who doesn't make fun of or belittle me, someone who I can feel comfortable around, someone who loves me for me; I don't know why, but thats the beautiful part.
So, a mission is kinda on the back burner at the moment. I knew I should have knocked on wood when I said "I will either be on a mission in a year, or have a ring on my left ring finger" yeah, haha, funny... yeah. In many ways it kinda is. In other ways it is very serious.
I find that I have no tolerance for inappropriate jokes, I have never found them very funny, but right now whenever I hear them it makes me very angry, to the point where I will just quit talking. He notices when I start to feel uncomfortable or awkward and helps me to get feeling more comfortable.
Everything in life is marvelous! The End!
Good for you. I hope all goes well. Love you!
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