Randomness

Tristan has been reminding me to write.  A lot.  So, here is an updated post for you, my love.

I love our new home, the best part of it being in how it's actually ours.  No rental restrictions, no rules other than basic legal and societal regulations.  No roommates, something that I am ever grateful for.  The only roommate I want or need is the amazingly sexy man sleeping in our bed right now.

He's been bugging me to write because so much has happened, and we need to document it in this epic saga of the prince of Gora and his lady of maybe-Atlantis.  The jury is still out on that one; while the cradle of my mother's bloodline is certainly not from the Atlantic Ocean so therefore is not Atlantean, even the secular world of anthropology states that the islanders of her understood tribe came from the Sea of Japan, although how is not written.  So long story short, we've kinda nicknamed her the "Lady of the Sea" and I'm the "Lady of Earth and Sea" since my father is most undoubtedly of the lush green forests and rich earth.

Anyhow, I digress.....

It's hard to believe that this time a year ago, Tristan and I were at each other's throats in an ongoing barrage of verbal abuse and accusations.  To be honest, I easily forget about the crap that went on between us because....well, it's difficult to realize it ever actually happened.  Tristan is who I'd always believed him to be, loving and compassionate and strong.  When I'm cooking in our new kitchen, he'll slip up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist.  I LOVE that.  Or when he nuzzles me, or pulls me close just to spend a few moments kissing me and he whispers, "I could kiss you all day...."

I wish I could write more right now, but I really need to go take a bath and get all pretty so Tristan has a beautiful woman to wake up to in the morning. ;)