Shrek Bewteen the Sheets

Oh how I have missed you, my bloggy minions!! I’m sorry that we’ve been apart for so long. I’ve been busy. Ok, that’s not exactly true. Well, it is, but to be more accurate I should say, I’ve been busy getting swept off my feet!

There is a new kid in town and he quickly set himself apart from all the other guys I’ve let take me out. I’ve already sorta nicknamed him Shrek, because he does bear some resemblance. However, he doesn’t know about this nickname. It’s just one I like to call him in my head – and now in my blog. 

He's kinda cute dontcha think?

Shrek and I have gone out on a couple of dates over the last three or four weeks. He’s funny, sweet and very respectful. He’s from the old school where chivalry and manners are still very much in tact. He travels a lot because he works as a backline technician for a various touring bands (including the Deftones!) so he’s very cultured. He got me a teddy bear from London. If that doesn’t scream cultured, I don’t know what does!

This guy has done everything exactly right. In fact, I was so impressed that I even broke my five date rule for him! Yep, well you know, it was our fourth date and he was leaving the next day to go on tour for three weeks so… I thought it only proper to give him a memorable sending off.

The thing is, I have dated several guys over the last six months, and I haven’t slept with any of them – until now. So I had to ask myself what was it about this guy that was different? Or maybe, I should ask: What about me is different? The one answer that came back to me was Shrek makes me feel safe. I haven’t felt safe with anyone in a very long time. Now whether that’s something he did, or something I allowed to happen remains unknown. All I know, is I find myself smiling a lot more often these days.