So most of you know I have a man in my life. Byron and I have been together now for (pause . . . I have to count back . . .) 8 years? Is that right? I'm not really sure--I'll have to ask him and he'll probably know. Which, by the way, is one reason why I love him. He remembers stuff like that. I've actually known him almost all my life--which might be the topic of a blog entry one of these days.
Here is my dilemma: when you are in your mid-40's and are with a guy, what do you call him? We are not engaged, so he's not my fiance, and we're definitely not married (unless that happened in one of my fugue states--just kidding!). Do I call him my boyfriend? That seems so juvenile. My significant other? There's something about that phrase that is annoying to me. My lover? No--too personal. Domestic partner? I don't know about that either. So what do I call him? Anyone have any suggestions? I'd love to hear them.
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