So every once and a while, a situation comes along that just seems too good too be true....and I usually doubt it. I usually think of every way possible that this couldn't be what was happeneing -- something must be wrong, or wires crossed or something....and then I find that my insecurities and my paranoia just usually ruin the situation...and c'est la vie.

So when Colin and I started talking more after I got back from Mexico, I just figured it was because ...well I dunno...we missed each other's friendship? Well -- we consumed ourselves with each other. The first person I talk to in the morning, and the last person I talk to at night....since I got back. He makes me laugh, we have fun together...all as friends. Until one of us starts drinking, and then the conversation makes that awkward turn; the "You're such a great friend, but I also want you to know that I would sleep with you if the opportunity arises" turn....and I had to start to think. I've always found him attractive, I mean for christs sakes he's a FIREFIGHTER...and what woman has not had those fantasies....men in uniform are SMOKIN! (no pun intended lol) Anyways -- he's single, attractive, we make each other laugh, we go to each other with advice...and we take each others advice...so maybe this could work -- maybe we could do this....is this what I've been waiting for? All those horrible dates, and funny stories for my girlfriends after the fact, have they all been leading up to a possible relationship with someone right under my nose??!