MSMF has a first name, it's T-y-l-e-r

I slept in this morning. I thought I had set my radio alarm on Sunday night before going to bed, but apparently I didn't. So I am sure I woke up when I was supposed to, but since my radio did not come on, I just figured it had to be 3 am and I should close my eyes and go back to sleep. Then I heard my cell phone chime letting me know that someone had sent me a text message. Tyler, My Special Man Friend, is the only person who sends me text messages in the morning. Since my radio had not come on yet, I assumed it was not yet 5:45.

"What is Tyler doing texting me before 6 am?" I picked up my phone. It was a message from Tyler and it was 6:38 which meant I had 20 minutes to make myself look presentable and credible for meeting my replacement, eat something so I wouldn't pass out while training her, and get out to the bus stop. Thank goodness for boyfriends who like to send daily morning text messages.

Let's recap. Tyler=My Special Man Friend=My boyfriend who I've been dating for almost a month=dude who met my parents and sister last night when I had them all over for dinner.

Wow, it sure feels like I've been gone longer than 11 days.

It was somewhere around our fifth date when we were hanging out at my place on a Saturday night (one of those up all night talking until 5 am kind of dates) that he asked me, "so, when I introduce you to my friends, can I introduce you as my girlfriend?"

Since then it's been a blur of late nights, sweet text messages, surprise drop bys in the mornings to steal a kiss before work, nights spent curled up on the couch with wine and movies, flowers, flowers and more flowers. And yes, he has now met my friends, dog, sister and parents.

So I know I've been negligent with my blogging as of late. Honestly, the dialogue that used to go on in my head that I needed to constantly expel into a blog post has been missing lately. That, and well, the only bloggable stuff going on in my life right now is Tyler, which is great, but I don't want to just fill this place up with stories about us either. I'm probably over-doing it here, but I'm still trying hard to not be that gushy girl, although apparently I've become that girl who has lost track of her online buddies. I'm sorry! I hope to get myself sorted out soon. Work is also easing up a bit now, which is a huge pressure release. I hope that will also help get me back into being my old self again.

Life is pretty sweet right now. I remember saying something to Tyler one night about how amazing it was that we were working out so well. His response was something like, "well don't you think you deserve this?" I didn't get the impression that he was as awestruck by it all as I was (which was fine, I mean, he's been here before more than I have). But this week he expressed something similar so I think maybe he is finding this all as amazing as I am.

Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time
And hung me on a line
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you

Maybe I'm A girl and maybe I'm A lonely girl
Who's in the middle of something
That she doesn't really understand

Maybe I'm a girl and maybe you're the only man
Who could ever help me
Baby won't you help me understand
--Maybe I'm Amazed, as sung by Jem (not the Hologram!)

I've always loved this song. It's really cool to be able to nod along with it now.