So Smooth has been hanging around. I guess he's trying to be here for a while. I think it's a good thing that he's catching me at the tail end of a "men suck" phase; it keeps me on top of my feelings and makes me hold him absolutely accountable for what he says and does. No passes because you are handsome or nice or you took me to dinner.
Sunday night, I did not go skating because the Cowboys were playing the Giants at 8:20. I missed my skate session only to watch Tony Delhomme-o (because, let's face it - he was playing like Jake Delhomme) hand the game to the Giants on a freakin' silver platter! Ugh. Antywho, Smooth was going to be flying to Cali the next morning, so I knew I wouldn't get to see him before he left. He actually called me about 30 seconds after the Giants got the winning field goal, but I am never in a good mood after the Cowboys lose. Especially when we beat ourselves. And that's about the time that folks always want to call me and give me grief about my team. So I don't answer the phone. LOL! I know, but you can blame it on my brother. He left a message about the game (just as I suspected!). I laughed and the next day I sent him a text telling him to have a safe trip and let me know when he got back.
He literally sent me a text from the plane when he got back yesterday. I wasn't expecting that. It also popped up in the midst of me thinking about him and hoping his trip was going ok. I told him that I was tired and thinking about skipping my work out. But, as I stated in my previous post, I'm in workout mode now, so of course I went. I did my weights and some strange intervals at the greenway. I was hot, sweaty, and a mess when I got home. Guess who called me about a minute after I got in the door?
We ended up meeting up at Olive Garden (it's sort of halfway in between where we both live). I got there first, since he had to stop by Best Buy. I got us a booth. I figured we could chat face to face and just have a nice time. When he got there, he slid into the booth on my side - I was not expecting that. We ate side by side, talking and laughing. Making jokes about this couple sitting in the other corner. The girl did not look amused to be on that date. LOL!
After dinner, he walked me to my car, gave me a big hug, and said he'd see me this weekend.
He's really putting a kink in my plans of "trying not to like him that much."
4 comments:
This is sweet! Sounds like he likes spending time with you as much as you enjoy spending time with him. I would love to have walked in the restaurant and saw you two sitting on one side of a booth!
That's what it sounds like. But you know me, the trained investigator - I always got one eye looking around to see what else is going on. LOL!I don't know how to shut that part off.
Special, special...
I love it when my fiance' and I sit on the same side in the booth. That is the hotness.
Keep your guard up until you feel comfy letting it down - or as the bible says (paraphrasing) guard your heart with everything you have because out of it, flows the issues of life.
But while you're guarding - have fun!
That's the plan, Tazzee. We really do have fun when we hang out. He has a good sense of humor, I can always appreciate that.
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