Boyfriend

Bluefish is my boyfriend.

Life is so weird.

Friday night BF came to my place.  We played XBox Kinect (Fruit Ninja!), we went out to dinner, we had a good time just spending time together.  In the morning we lounged about for awhile watching HGTV and then went to lunch.  He was there until 3:30 when I finally had to start getting ready to go out with some friends for a birthday.

That night I got all prettied up and went into DC for said birthday dinner.  I had a great time, good food, good company, good drinks.

Sunday I went to the gym, relaxed for awhile, and then Bluefish came over to watch the Super Bowl with me.  We ordered pizza and watched the world's most boring Super Bowl.  He stayed the night, and in the morning before he left he kissed me goodbye and wished me a happy one month anniversary.  :-)  When he got to work, he found the card I'd left in his jacket pocket.

Monday night I had trainer.  We were talking via text before my session, and he'd said something sweet to me.  I joked that this was such a new dynamic for me because those sweet things he said didn't scare me or turn me off, and that I was saying those things, too, and meaning them.  I relayed how I'd told my girlfriend, A that if I became one of those women who talked about their person too much she had free license to hit me.  He laughed and said, "Your person?"  I told him that was the terminology I was going with because I don't know how this works anymore.  He teased me about it, so I responded, "ARE YOU MY BOYFRIEND, BLUEFISH?"  He agreed that he was, and so VOILA.  Bluemoon has a boyfriend.

Last night he went to a hockey game and dinner with some friends.  He texted me and said he'd just had to admit to having a girlfriend.  All the guys in this group are married, and I guess they are always inquiring about his personal life.  He said he was happy to brag about his situation to all of his buddies.  :-)

So there's that.  He said his daughter had already been referring to me as his girlfriend, and I admitted that all of my friends were calling him my boyfriend.  Apparently everyone was ahead of us on this one.

It's been almost three years (February 2011) since I broke up with Angry Ex and subsequently started this blog.  I guess time flies when you're busy dating a quarter of the single population of the DC metro area, learning to be awesome on your own, and figuring out what you want.  :-)