My sweet love.
My best friend.
My butt kicker when I need one.
Eight years ago, I was a happily single, single mom to a teenage son, with 2 cats at home, a blog, and a job I was good at but didn’t really like. I had been single for 7 years and I had no intention of changing that.
Then I walked into a restaurant after a particularly shitty day, you stood up to greet me as I was shown to the table, and there was an ice cold Black Label waiting for me.
Eight hours later we realised that all the tables and chairs were stacked up around us, and all the wait staff were standing at the restaurant door, waiting for us to come back to earth.
Two weeks later I announced to my family and the internet that I got a boyfriend for Christmas.
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for indulging me. Thank you for being a father to my son.
I love you, my darling Glugster.
I am still on cloud nine.