bitemeimwelsh
so...st. patrick's day marks a pretty profound turning point in my life that inevitably led me to where i am today....with my boyfriend of 2 years and 9 months, burke.
no, i'm not irish. not even a little bit.
but 3 years ago to this day, on st.patrick's day, after a night of drinks and friends and laughs and irish pub-hopping--and bite marks on my neck from drunken boys who took my hand-made t-shirt that read "bite me i'm welsh" seriously--that i came home and signed up on match.com.
yes, i said MATCH.COM
so on this fateful nite...having been separated from my now ex-husband for approximately a year, and feeling somewhat exasperated with the "quality" of men i was meeting out at bars...i decided to do it just for fun, almost as a joke. not thinking i'd actually meet anyone WORTHY of me, not to sound cocky...
...of course my name on there was "bitemeimwelsh" to signify the evening i had just had. with a sassy--but tasteful--picture to match, of course.
Stumble It!
no, i'm not irish. not even a little bit.
but 3 years ago to this day, on st.patrick's day, after a night of drinks and friends and laughs and irish pub-hopping--and bite marks on my neck from drunken boys who took my hand-made t-shirt that read "bite me i'm welsh" seriously--that i came home and signed up on match.com.
yes, i said MATCH.COM
so on this fateful nite...having been separated from my now ex-husband for approximately a year, and feeling somewhat exasperated with the "quality" of men i was meeting out at bars...i decided to do it just for fun, almost as a joke. not thinking i'd actually meet anyone WORTHY of me, not to sound cocky...
...of course my name on there was "bitemeimwelsh" to signify the evening i had just had. with a sassy--but tasteful--picture to match, of course.
about 2 months later, i was about to quit said stupid match site, since it was seriously becoming more like WORK to wade through the 30-40 emails a DAY that having my profile up on this site created. i'd met some new friends, gone on a couple of dates. nothing special.
and then i received this one email. from this man who spoke of music and life and me and unconditional love and...i wrote him back immediately. even though he said this was actually the second time he'd written me, that i'd never responded to the first. *giggle* cuz he was out of my age range (come on, a girl's gotta be picky: only men age 25-35 please. thank you...he was 37 at the time).
so we met about 2 weeks later, after many emails, long phone conversations and instant messages. and we've basically been together every single day since.
so...happy st. patrick's day to you all! i have a lot to celebrate this year.
burke is irish, of course. and sometimes i get a lil' bit 'o' irish in me, too.
*eyeroll*
so we met about 2 weeks later, after many emails, long phone conversations and instant messages. and we've basically been together every single day since.
so...happy st. patrick's day to you all! i have a lot to celebrate this year.
burke is irish, of course. and sometimes i get a lil' bit 'o' irish in me, too.
*eyeroll*
Stumble It!
posted by brokenpoetrygirl at 9:06 AM
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And i thought that i would be yoour only true love...
I am perplexed. I thought that somehow, someday, that maybe we would be able to withdraw from the stumbles, that life has given us, and be able to move in a direction that would change outr lives for the better. together!
Always,
erik
a little bit of the irish in you....and a cream facial. LMAO.
heh...and big sis? you rock.
"i sure could go for a facial about now." i'll make our appointments asap.
tommy, not that kind of facial;) we don't need an appointment for those *smirk*
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