Wonderland

I've just returned from the most wonderful weekend with my boyfriend, Ethan.

It basically seemed like a late Christmas/Birthday gift from God!

Well, truthfully, the week ahd begun a tad bit on the wrong side. We'd had one of those dumb little fights that basically ignite from nowhere and turn into something and then you wish you'd never brought anything up. That kind of fight.

But, as they say, from everything bad you learn a good lesson. In this case, it was much more than a lesson, it was a firm committment. We both agreed that we were passionate towards each other and that we also had a high level of intimacy and that we were halfway to reaching a perfectly balanced and secure level of committment.

It started off by me meeting his parents, Jack and Amber. They are if not, the most incredible people I've ever met. They're kind, joyous, extremely nice, charming, and sweet people. Amber is downright admirable (a marine biologist), and Jack is the owner of a shipping company (or in Amber's words "the captain of a bad ship"). It was endearing. I fell in love with them immediately. Maybe it's because my family is so very out of the ordinary that it felt wonderful to meet them and get that warm sense of belonging. They stayed over for a week and then returned to Australia.

Then came the plans of going to the beach.

It was wonderful. Foxy Lady was in Wonderland. For starters, I loveeee the beach. I love the beach because I love beach fashion. I love wearing bikinis and showing off my sexy body! :D I also love wearing those beautiful and cute beach hats. I love beach sandals, dark glasses, and of course the rubbing sun lotion part of the deal. The beach is perfect! Point period! I love the feel of the sun against my skin and enjoying the cold water (and in my case, the going into the beach and having a swim with most probably the sexiest man evah, aka, my boyfriend).

Of course, the beach wasn't without incidents. My father decided to show up along with some friends. I'm not too comfy with my father yet, but he's making a grand effort of being "the best daddy" and proving his worth. He's doing a pretty good job. I can't complain. I didn't give Ethan too much time to prepare for THAT. But, my father isn't as big of a deal as meeting my brother. Now, THAT, will be an event (Eric Delton is as possessive as they come with me, his little sister, though I'm older than he is).

Anyways, it was fantastic.

Right now I love my life more than ever. I really really do.