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In Trouble

So...I'm going to meet Tinderfella for the first time today.

I'm kinda scared. Not because he's not a great guy -- he really is -- but I like his conversation and stuff. If I meet him and he's a troll, I'm going to be disappointed because if what he's saying is real, he's husband material.

But even beyond that, I hope he's not disappointed in me. He swears he thinks I'm beautiful from my pictures, But we all know how pictures can make people all lovely and when you see them in person, you're running for the hills.

So...this should be interesting to say the least...
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Have you ever met someone and known immediately that you were going to be in trouble? That's what just happened with Tinderfella.

He's an adorable dude with a cute smile. He has child-bearing hips, but we can fix that. What I love about him is that he is a man. A real one. One who said to me, "What do you want to do to celebrate your anniversary in radio?" He also won't let me walk on the outside when we're on the street, and he looks at me like he really likes me.

I am going to be in trouble.

This man has something that I haven't really seen before -- a pure heart. He loves what he loves and does what he wants to do. I can tell that he's just as free with his time, his heart, and his love as I am. And since he knows exactly what he wants -- a wife -- this could present a problem.

And don't get me wrong -- it's not the worst problem to have. I like him. A lot. I see a lot in him. I spent some time with him, and I realize I could spend even more time with him. Basically, I think I may have met my future.

He's the nice guy I've been looking for all my life. He's expressive and I can be myself with him. Even though I've only spent an hour in his presence, I know I can share things with him and it'll be alright.

I am going to be in trouble, and it's a good thing. He and I have the same thing on our minds. We both want long-term relationships. We both want to wait before we take things to the next level. And we both see something special in what we have right now.

I think what I'm trying to say is that I'm going to be in trouble, but I won't be in it alone.

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