Its March and we are back on the same path, I decide to change things up a bit, show him I mean business! Its his birthday mid-month and i decide to take him on our first real date. I told him he could pick the restaurant, anywhere he wanted to go and we'd be there. This guy is a fine dining chef and I want to impress him. He picks a restaurant where they have fancy white cloth table cloths, two glasses, and a full set up of silverware. They bring us bread with oil and herbs mixed in... I have no clue, who'd have thunk to eat oil...!!! Oh but it was delightful. I'd never been at a place like this, I didn't even have a nice enough purse, I had to borrow one for the evening. We sipped on wine (him beer) and had a lovely dinner. The food was so delicious and I wanted to make this my new favorite place! The bill ended up being $85 and i'm like uh.. alrighty then. I'm from a smaller town with no places like this at all so it was a bit of a shocker to me. We enjoyed the company, full of delicious food and went home. I was smiling ear to ear, thinking that this was going somewhere wonderful and dreamed of the day he'd ask me to be exclusive. Call me a little old fashioned but thats kind of how it works in my head, the guy asks the girl to be his lady and life is a little more merrier.
About a week and a half later... its Reggae Tuesday!!!! A group of us decide to get our groove on with some nice jams and a few drinks and have a good time. He and i hadn't really progressed it was get together here and there and that was about it. I was beginning to lose faith in it all so i decided to have a grand time regardless of my "status" or lack thereof. Reggae jams, a nice cool night with the ocean breeze wafting in and a few sexy drinks, we're having a blast. Of course we are both smokers and since his "baggie" was "confiscated" and given to the band, he was outside a lot. I get a few drinks in me and I tend to smoke em if i got em.. well i used to back then. Anyhow, I was outside and it seemed that every time i went outside there was this nice gentleman there chatting me up. We just happened to be outside at the same time always, didn't time it that way or anything, just how it was. Every once in a while, Mr. lack of direction would find his way outside and stand next to me, or chat with the guy that was obviously flirting with me. He even put his arm around me a few times, I figured that's the male equivalent of them battling each other in the forest for the lady in question. This was a bizarre feeling.
I ended up getting Mr. flirty smoker's phone number and calling it a night. Of course Mr. Lack of Direction, lets call him LOD for short, comes home with me. We wake up the next day and hang out and he's wanting a little more attention than I am willing to give him at this point. He asks me whats wrong and of course I sit down and have the burrito talk ALL over again. History tends to repeat itself and i had that sick feeling again that I was going to lose this fun lovin' guy because i had commitment issues (meaning i needed him to lease the cow or i wasn't giving the milk for free). He of course didn't want to talk about it and I replayed the previous nights scenario. I told him i got that guys number and i wasn't about to sit and not live my life because he wanted to be with me but didn't want to really call it anything. He conceded and realized he might lose this special lady and that night i became his girlfriend. It was official, March was a beautiful month!
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