Celebrating the Winter Solstice :)

One of the directors at work asked me what I'm doing tonight to celebrate the Solstice. He remembered that as a Pagan, it is a very special day for me!

Back in October he asked if I was a witch after I told him that I was going to Salem for Samhain. Instead of saying that I was a Pagan, but not a witch (I don't cast spells) - I agreed that he was right. Some might disagree with my agreeable approach, but I didn't feel comfortable explaining my Spirituality in great detail at the office.

Still, I found it quite touching that, months later, he remembered and offered well wishes. I was caught off guard and felt so warm and fuzzy. However, I am disappointed that my boyfriend didn't remember.

We are still *new* and haven't yet hit the one month mark, still - isn't this the time when a man is supposed to go out on a limb to impress his lady? It's something simple... you may find it petty, but little things mean a lot to me.

Met up with Jenn for a coffee. Too many inside jokes and an hour later, I'm back at the office

One lady brought a home made red velvet cake to work. Another one brought cookies and a guy brought in a few loaves he made with his wife (how sweet!) I easily ate about a dozen sugar cookies. And there was home made peanut brittle. I never in my life had peanut brittle. I'm ADDICTED!! Nom nom nom...

I was mowing down another cookie when a service provider dropped by to visit my boss. Is it weird that he asked me to go have a drink with him?

Made it home in record time and got a good workout in. Ahh... I'm feelin' good. :)

8:35pm
He remembered! Dan just called and wished me a Happy Solstice. My faith in men is restored!!

One Smitten Kitten

When I first saw him he was leaning akwardly against the glass Shoppers Drugmart wall by the Yonge/Bloor station. He was fiddling with a Metro paper, trying to appear to read it casually, but I could tell he was nervous - I felt relieved I wasn't the only one.

Then he looked at me with those big brown eyes and grinned big - my heart melted.

Son nom est Daniel. Oui, he's a Frenchie. Which is funny coz my bro's boyfriend's has the same name and is also Francais!

My new beau is an absolute softie, but he's also a ravenous hunk of a man. How I enjoy the two sides of him! On our first date, he was chittering away nervously on the way to the restaurant (which thankfully prevented me from yammering away, nervously).

He found me online (POF... I know, I know...) and we met the next night. We even hung out the day after... and the day after that. And saw him last night. We went to a friend's wee rock show at the Rancho and my gal pal flat out said Dan was sexy as hell. Always nice to have a gal pal's approval ;)

Dan and I also made plans for Friday... And he invited me to two Christmas parties next weekend. We can't seem to get enough of each other. The best part is he knows I'm strange and likes that about me. I have no idea where this is going to go...but that's part of riding it out, isn't it? ;)