Do you ever feel like you need a week to just catch up on life? Things have been so crazy hectic for me the past couple weeks – I feel like I’m behind on everything – including just THINKING! I have been so busy I’ve barely had time to think!! I keep wondering when things are going to slow down – get back to “normal” – but my life is just go-go-go. I don’t see it changing either – I start an intensive summer school course in 2 days and then a new semester so yeah … But this is NOT a complaint. I’m happy to be busy – I’m just a little surprised I guess. 
So if you missed the background of “My Australian Story” you can click on the following links to catch up.
Where did I leave off? Oh yes. We locked eyes in the crowd and then he disappeared.
I was totally ok with it. Say what? It may surprise you to learn that I didn’t mind losing him in the crowd but I was in VEGAS of all places – not my ideal place to meet men (no matter how much electricity our gaze may have held.) But then as I was weaving through a different crowd our eyes met again and my resolve to be stubborn weakened. He was keeping me in sight – and I liked it. And there was just something about him…
An exasperated Sheryl grabbed my arm and literally pulled me onto the dance floor. She said we had to dance to give him the chance to find us. I resisted. We were in VEGAS!! What was the point?
A very drunk Australian came over and tried to dance up on us. His accent was so heavy. I told Sheryl he was probably faking it. LOL! I ignored the Aussie until Sheryl grabbed me again and said, “What is wrong with you? This guy is with your boy! They’re from Australia and are just passing through Vegas for the night.” Oh roll my eyes! My already not-going-to-happen Vegas fling just turned into impossible. He’s from another country? Now there’s REALLY no point!! (Btw – this was a year ago ok? 
I am not quite as negative now. lol.)
And then there he was introducing himself to me, “Hi I’m Dave.” Choke – cough! Please he did NOT just say his name was Dave!!! I hid my laughter. It figures that would be his name. Want to know how many Daves I’ve dated? Too many.
We started talking. Really talking. His dating resume was impressive – intelligent, hot, fit, world traveler, ambitious etc. He really WAS too good to be true – except there he was in front of me and it WAS the truth.
When he tried to kiss me 2 hours later I turned my cheek. He didn’t give up. I let him kiss me on the eighth attempt.
Oh if I could only describe the butterflies in my stomach and the smile on my face. I tried to fight it … but there is no escaping your fate once you are on the right path. We had to meet. I had to meet him. That chance encounter – the dance – the kiss … they were the pebbles tossed into the glass lake of my life whose ripples changed everything.
I spent 5 hours with him. The chemistry was amazing. The conversation was amazing. We clicked. And when we said goodbye he said the one thing I never expected. “I WILL see you again.”
What? How? He was going back to Australia in a couple hours. But he looked me directly in the eyes and said it again, “I WILL see you again.” And as I walked away from him I believed it. I didn’t know how it would happen – I didn’t know how the whole night had even happened. But looking at him – those eyes – I knew he meant it.
kissing?? Well here’s what I learned about him. 
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 
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Here is the first episode that I need to fill you in on …