Thinking About the Brit BF

Hello Everyone:

The day has been rather pleasant if I do say so myself.  I'm mostly referring to the fact that nothing disastrous took place, so life is good.  The weather, on the other hand, was typical winter weather. That's alright.  The Brit BF and I exchanged our usual flirty messages which always make me laugh. I hope that, one day, I'll be able to bring him to a family get together.  I had a rather morbid thought this morning while running.  The only way I could "come out" to the family about him is to wait until mom passed away.  Awful thought, isn't it?  Even then, I don't think anyone would excited over the fact that he's African-English and not Jewish.  Getting mom to accept him is a huge mountain to climb and I may have to just accept the fact that it'll never happen.  Still, I'm not a hundred percent sure about him either.  Yet, as I've explained to mom, I can't make any firm decisions about him until I've had a chance to explore the relationship more.  We could turn out to be highly compatible or not.  That's just a chance I have to take.  I know mom wants me to settle down with the proverbial "nice Jewish boy" but, honestly, most of the "nice Jewish boys" lack the intellectual fire power that I'm looking for.  They all seem to take their thinking cues from either public radio or Fox News.  I'll pay attention to both, then make up my own mind.  I don't know, there's so much to think about.  For now, however, I'm good.  Life is good.  No disasters today so I'll call it a good day.