Guess Who's Back?

Holy cow. Talk about a cliff hanger, eh?

Ok, enough complaining children, I’m back.

I’ve been trying to figure out how to update you after two months and keep it brief. For someone who can talk the ear off a corn, that’s quite challenging feat.

So here it goes.

When we last left our dear heroine, she (me in case you’re a little slow and can’t tell that I’m speaking in third person for effect) had just met a stunningly handsome and charming man from down under. Remember that little “trick” I taught you about putting out an ad for a “roommate”? Well, I got more than I bargained for.

After a whirlwind and incredible couple weeks of “dating” (that is, spending virtually every waking (and um non-waking) and non-working moment together, we decided that the “roommate” idea was actually a good idea – we were just going to put our own twist on it.

So, yes, this 20-something (who is now also a full year older officially), is also a cohabitating, domesticated little ball of vomit-inducing happiness.

Gag, right?

Well, so be it.

Don’t’ get me wrong. I’m Rachel. Things don’t just “happen” and life is all butterflies and rainbows. There have been plenty of “rachillemas”. After all, living with someone right off the bat, who has been born and raised for 30 years in a different country, takes a little, um, adjusting.

Unfortunately (or fortunately) for you, my dear readers, you won’t be privy to the rachillemas thus far. But, be prepared, I’m sure that they will not be in short supply.

So, surprised?