Signed Sealed Delivered

Interesting date coming up next week. Will be seeing my Brand New Friend Mr Big de Stockholm for a drink on Tuesday. We have been set up by my good ol' friend Mr Hornstull (horrible name btw, needs to change, let's rename him,,, Mr Bintje,,, so much better with an old potato sort, hehe), on a so called BLIND date. Now, Mr Big and I are very cool with the whole set-up. But not mr Bintje. He is excited out of his PANTS. He has already started to plan holidays and dinners and is envisioning our kids now. Cool it darling. Mr Big and I have secretly agreed to not tell Mr Bintje about where we will be going. Otherwise we risk having him falling down the chimney like a confused Santa with a camera to make the moment last forever.

And frankly, this will be a very easy date. Mr Bintje, in his fixing and trixing spirit, decided to send over my Blogg-address to my dear future husband. So this poor man (hello darling!) knows all there is to know by now. And, if he has bothered to read it all through, has a pretty good record of all my twist and turns in the single world the past year.

Good or bad? You tell me. Mr Bintje comments enthusiastically "Hey oh ho, that's only good honey! He, if anyone, knows what it's like to sleep around!".

Thanks. Feels so much better now.