I remember the first time I fell in love… and I mean the first time I REALLY fell in love. It was with my second boyfriend… we dated for almost five years. Since then, I think I have been in love only once more. It has been almost 7 years since the last time I had a boyfriend, I mean, I have been dating on and off, but haven’t had a “real” boyfriend since August 2001.

I recently met a guy that “captured” my attention since I first read his blog (yes people, I met him while blogging). He seemed like a smart, sensible guy (two very important characteristics to capture my attention) and I just added him to my MSN contact list. We started chatting. He is a father of two, separated (not divorced) and is currently “dating”. It didn’t matter, I was just happy to have a new friend.

Somehow and unexpectedly, we (yes, WE) fell in love. Since we realized this, our lives have been a roller-coaster. He is dating people! And I’ve been in the awkward situation where 1. I had to choose between my current boyfriend and the “new guy” and 2. my “current date” had to choose between me and the “new girl”. Both times extremely difficult situations. Both times with OK results… not easy, but definitely what was expected… I don’t regret a thing and I understand where he’s standing…

This “new guy” invited me to lunch last Friday. We had a GREAT time. We haven’t even kissed, we just talk, and talk, and talk… he has a girlfriend and I REALLY like this guy so… At night on Friday, we chatted over the computer and had (again) a great time, we said “good night, till tomorrow” and went to sleep. Since then, he has disappeared.

I know I shouldn’t jump into conclusions, but… I AM in love people!!! Feeling uncertain and worried only shows I care. Who knows what’s going to happen, I know: let it flow… it’s SO hard!!!!

Yes, I AM in love, for the first time in 10 years, I AM in love… Damn!

My sisters, both older than me, have given me everything (even some headaches!). They are both strong women, professionals, and wonderful human beings.

This is just a little something for them… for me to remind myself that they are out there.

To them and my life sisters: thank you!

Told you! Kitty and I are the same age. 33 - mystic number, age of Jesus.

We can only expect good things.

Who knew it?! She is English…

OMG! I just read that Hello Kitty and I are the exact same age! How cool is that! Maybe that’s why we have had a special connection throughout the years. I haven’t forgotten her and I still have Hello Kitty things from when I was a little kid.

Thirty three and still counting!

Thanks!