The Dirty Martini Diaries

Life, Love, and a Big Splash of Olive Juice

Confession Time

I have a confession for you all.

I’ve been internet dating.

Yes, you read that right. I’m a married woman, and I have been internet dating for the last 5 weeks. G-chatting, Skyping, video flirting, and shamelessly texting at all hours of the day and night.

I think it’s high time I finally came out about it, and introduced you to my online boyfriend.

Who is that, you’re probably asking? Who is this newlywed trollop gallivanting across the interwebs with?!?
Well, Dear Reader, that is my husband.

Who lives in Argentina.

Let me just say that again.

My husband lives in Argentina.

For the past 5 weeks, the love of my life has been living with a host family in Buenos Aires. He’s been taking Spanish language immersion classes, learning how to tango, eating entirely too much grass-fed Argentine steak and drinking too many bottles of Malbec. And playing polo. My husband now plays polo. (?!?)

I’ve been reluctant to write about the Mr.’s adventures abroad, since saying “Hey Internet! I’m a tiny little girl with minimal tae kwon do skills living all by myself in a shady apartment complex for the next 5 weeks!” isn’t exactly the safest thing to do in my new neighborhood. I haven’t gone it alone, since I have have a great job to keep me busy and many wonderful friends to keep me entertained while he’s been away, but it’s definitely been rough at times to cope with the absence. It’s been quite the experience, spending the majority of the summer living in on a different continent than my spouse and adjusting to life as a wife living by herself.

If you’re a new reader, you might not know that this isn’t the first foreign country that my travel-focused Mr. has lived in (or even the second, third, or forth). However, it is certainly the first time that we’ve officially been man and wife, while living in completely different hemispheres. It’s been tough, it’s been adventurous, and I’m happy to say that it’s almost over.

My husband is coming home!

I can’t wait to hear more about his big adventure, and relay some of his awesome experiences to you all. And I especially can’t wait for the inevitable justification for buying a polo pony. On one salary and graduate school loans.

xoxo,
Lulu

Comments

  5. I feel you on this one! I had to move to NYC for 2.5 months for work and it was haaard (the separation, not the NYC part :). We were huge skypers also…it was a life saver! Glad he's coming back soon!

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