The deed has been done.

The new boy came over and cooked me dinner last night. I...just..gah. I can't believe what some people are able to do with food, is all. I mean, I defrosted some frozen cod I'd bought last week, had some fresh green beans and a couple of russet potatoes lying around, and he managed to turn it into The Best Thing Cooked in My Kitchen, EVER! I have left-overs for lunch today. :)

Ironically, I've lost 6 pounds since I started hanging out with new boy. But then again, last night was the first night he ever came over and made dinner for me. Usually when we're hanging out, I eat some hummus with pita, or I just drink a few beers. So it makes sense that I'd be losing a bit...especially as I've been keeping up with workouts at least 3 times a week. That helps, I've found.

And just on a side note, this whole cooking thing? Yeah, confuses the hell out of me. I saw what he did last night with the fish, I watched it all happen over his shoulder. But could I ever reproduce what he made for me? My best guess is HELL no. If I tried to make what he made last night, I'd burn the green beans while they were sauteing, the fish would come out mushy and over-spiced, and the potatoes would probably wind up gluey. Why can't I cook?

I can bake chicken and turkey like a motherfucker, though. That I'm sure of. Oh, and you would die if you tried my brownies. They're that good. You'd just keel over with happiness, honestly. (Mmm...brownies...)

But he's my boyfriend now. Not only because of the cooking thing, I assure you. (Although that is a fabulously wonderful extra bit of stuff...) But because (a) we got it on last night...and HOW!, (b) we want to spend all kinds of time together, all the time, and (c) we really, really like each other. Dude, the other night, when we were done playing pool, we sat down at the bar and had a couple more drinks, and sang Sublime's "Santoria" at each other. We're disgustingly cute.

I really thought I'd have to wait until I was about 60 to meet someone that I'd click like this with. Honestly. So I'm sorry to keep talking about it, but it's what's going on in my life, and I'm happy, so nyah. I'll go find some random news story later that makes me wonder what the fuck is going on with the world, and rant and do all that good stuff in another post. Promise. ;P But, hey, I had great sex. Congratulate me.