I'm back.

Something very strange happened three months ago. 

Thousands believed it wouldn’t happen.

 People in the street gasped when they heard the news.

I found myself in a relationship. A proper, grown up relationship.

My Mum nearly spat her tea out when she found out, but regained her composure to begin what can only be described as the Spanish Inquisition. “Well darling, we do have to ask… are they male or female?” was a particular highlight. To clarify, I am dating a man, which I think shocked people more than the fact I was actually in a relationship. 

I’d like to comment on my father’s reaction, but it sort of slipped my mind to mention it to him, for fear he’d post pictures of me from younger years, arse hanging out, looking rough, with spaghetti on my face. Not unlike present day I hear you say! Smart arses. When he eventually found out, he asked which agency I’d used, and if my boyfriend had a white stick. Cheers Dad.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that the impossible sometimes happen. I’ve managed to find someone who actually likes me for what I am. And lord knows that’s a difficult feat. He’s aware of my love for cats (read: obsession), he accepts that a drink of wine constitutes a bottle, that I can’t spend more than an hour out of my PJs and, occasionally, he even finds me funny. What more could I ask for? I’m blessed.

I’m not a mushy lovey wuuvy type: I tend to shy away from public displays of affection and shouting things from the top of buildings. But I find myself increasingly mellower- I like spending prolonged periods of time with another human being, and I’ll pass up a boozy night in Oceana to watch a film or something. And I’m kinda okay with it.

However, fear not. My new year’s resolution is to get this blog back up and running to its beautiful former glory. I know that my lonely singledom kind of made it, but I’m still as woefully tragic. I’ve sat here writing this eating three Wagon Wheels, listening to Whitney Houston perfecting my cat miaow.

Keep checking back for posts.

Samm.