So I know a lot of people are curious about my Tinder Bear situation and maybe some are actually rooting for this one to work. (Even though I must admit that being in a happy, balanced relationship makes for BORING radio….) But I’m actually having fun with how this one is playing out.

First of all, a couple of years ago, I would’ve died of embarrassment if people found out I’d met someone through a hookup app. I would have forced him to agree to the lie that he bumped into me in the at Starbucks, spilling his venti locka wocka floka choca frappuccino all over my new blouse that suddenly became see-through, forcing him to offer me his jacket and ask for my number. Now THAT’s the stuff romantic comedies are made of.

But no. I was bored at my parents’ house and started swiping around on Tinder.

So that’s our beginning. And it’s all still new and it’s fun and it’s a little bit scary — which is also fun! And now the REALLY fun part is waiting to see when we actually cross that line and he accidentally introduces me to someone as his girlfriend. Because you know that’s how it has to happen. We’ve all been there. The guy is introducing you to a couple of his friends and suddenly, “This is my girlfriend…” comes sliding out of his mouth followed by that little look of “Uh oh!” in his eyes. And we ladies just stick out our hands and say, “Nice to meet you,” while we’re thinking in our dizzy heads, “YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!”

Fun fun fun!!

OMG!!!! And guess what!!! A defining moment in our burgeoning relationship just happened last night. I told him I have to fly to LA in a couple weeks and he not only offered to take me to the airport……………he offered to pick me up!!!!!! Do you know how MAJOR that is??? Now all that’s left for him to do is offer to fix something in my house. That’s when I’M gonna drop down on one knee and beg him to be mine.

Have I said too much?