Last night was AMAZING. (Okay, we’re having truely delicious weather right now and i did want to wallow on about that for a good long while. Plus, I took my baby Ruby to her first day at nursery today..which although nervy, was all kinds of marvellous all at the same time. Lord knows what they must have thought of me in my 9 inch heels and giant ‘draggy’ updo…by a ball pool and teddies that play nursery rhymes. However, first le tme back track to ‘last night.’)
Okay incase you didn’t know, i’ve been dating this boy. The ‘Handsome’ one that is pretty much ‘just like me.’ I haven’t told you too much about it all or him, out of mild respect to Pete. However, now that i’ve realized how much of a let down Peter has been to me. (Don’t get me wrong, i’ve enjoyed the time we did have together.) I’ve decided to go with ‘fuck it’ and tell you about it all anyway. I’m a blogger. A Life blogger…it’s kinda what i do. Innit? (Pete decided that buying shorts to box in was more important that buying food for his baby today and then thought that maybe using his own money to buy himself food was an impossiblity and figured he needed to use MINE..as always..to ‘get by’ when he already owes me hundreds?) At first and after my rubbish relationship with Boyband Jonny, i really thought Pete was going to be wonderous. However what i found about him was that he never really intended to ‘take good care’ of me. He wanted me to ‘take good care’ of him and financially. He loved me..yes..but managed to tell me everything i wanted to hear, instead of telling me the truth. We’ll always hand hold through each others lives, in order to raise our delicious bit of daughter, to the best of our ability. We just. Well i’m just… and in the nicest possible way….better off without.
At the end of the day. I’m a girl. A Glamour puss. We want to be cherished, adored, appreciated and looked after and even though i’m quite the ‘Mz.Thang. I’m not too tough or too bitter to warm heartedly let a ‘handsome’ care for me properly. That little ‘Loverboy’ chapter (as nice as it was) is now fully over and well i have the most beautiful little girl out of it. Everything in my life, really does happen for a reason. However now…Wunna Land moves on. 
Okay, last night i laid in the bed of my new ‘handsome.’ The new ‘handsome’ and I..who i refer to as ‘Team Keiran’..just get on like a house of fire. We have a strong friendship, a fiery bond and a tender giggly softness..thats dashed over with that bit of ‘sexual.’ 
We’ve been together for about a month and it has been AMAZING.
Last night, we had a quiet moment where i silently looked at him as we talked and i realized how much he actually loved me. We’re quite sickenningly ‘lovey-dovey’ anyhow. (I mean he cherishes me, surprises me, buys me flowers and wins my heart over every time.) But we had a really ‘real’ moment yesterday evening. The telly was on in the background. (He has one that folds down from his bedroom ceiling and we’re naked inbetween his black sheets snuggling…and well he was moaning about being ill.) Now, i can’t tell you what we were talking about. However, when we did..and it came out of nowhere, the thought of him actually not being with me actually made him cry. 
This is not behaviour that you would EVER expect from him at all. He’s like I am. We’re both quite ‘show man-show man.’ Yet i guess there’s a crazy soft side to us both, but only with each other. Lol. (Yes, we are mentally ill.)
Bottom line, lots of things happened that evening. Great stories, laughter, looking after and great sex. But in that moment where there were tears and Wunna cuddles for him…( i LOVE a man who has no fear of expressing..even though he did try to blame it on a *yawn*at first…like we do. ) I kinda just *paused* realized how much he actually cared for me. Then realized how Pete or any other boy (apart from my ex-husband Michael) never ever cried, or even battered a brow, EVEN WHEN i left them…and i figured…especially since he has done nothing but look after me and treat me like an utter Princess. (‘No other girl i have ever met has even a patch on you Wunna.’) I’d be really really stupid if i didn’t love him forever.
I already do love him. (Well done Wunna.) He was actually shocked that i would care for him the way that i do and claims it’s really great having the girl you adored, adore you right back. Therefore we agreed to ‘do life’ with each other. I already LOVE the balance of us. It’s everything all in one. We’re becoming mildy inseparable and well even if you pull away all the ‘love me, love you’ shit..we have an wonderful friendship. We’re crazily similiar and if i had ever met my match…this gent would be it. Oh and bitches…he’s FIT!!! (We showered. I reminded him of it. )
I’ll fill you in later. Great weather. Looking forward to the weekend. I guess my story doesn’t ever end? EXCITED about this one. We’ll see.
