Dating

Jump (for my love)!

Greetings and salutations! Monsieur Murray and I went on date numéro quatre last night. I’ll now share the highlights, in pictures! 🙂

Philippe picked me up in Orange Crush and just started driving right away. I had no idea where we were going. Then, he pulled into a parking lot in downtown Ottawa and we walked along a path that led us to this beautiful sight:

Dating

Shh! We’re on a make-out!

Date numéro trois = très success!

My français = très bon!

Oh, hi! So Philly Cheese Steak (btw, I’m apparently not the first person who’s called him this) and I went on our third date last night. Our second date, last Friday, was another winner. We went for Thai food at my fave place, followed by a walk along the canal, and capped things off with BeaverTails by the lake. I think most of you know by now I’m not being dirty when I say that. They’re actual things you can eat. Heavenly, I tell you.

Dating

Opa!

So…I went on a date last night. A really, REALLY great one. And now I’m gonna tell you about it!

Philippe (or Phil, or Bill…more on that shortly) and I “met” on OkCupid and chatted back and forth for a little over a week. He seemed like a gentlemanly kind of guy, very sweet and responsive, but not too clingy. He asked me if I liked Greek food (hell yeah!) and invited me to one of his favourite places for dinner.

Life

Just a little bit of pixie dust!

Three, two, one, jump!

My friends, this is the year for checking items off my Bucket List! I spent a lot of last year in a fog, after losing Mom, then I realized that I’m not just living life for myself anymore; I’m living it for both of us. That means being a little bolder, a little braver, and a whole lot more badass.

It also means jumping out of an airplane…from over 13,000 feet in the air.