I suppose it is time to share a recap of what has turned out to be our best date so far! I didn't take any pictures... I should have.. It was so much fun!
We started the night off meeting at the mall and buying our movie tickets. Couldn't let them sell out! Then we roamed the mall for a bit, just chatting about nothing... Holding hands, linking arms, just enjoying each other's company. I started getting hungry, so luckily we went for dinner. Cotton Patch Cafe is my ultimate go-to for date food in the mall.. The booths are intimate, the food is awesome, and the location is perfect. We both ordered chicken fried steak (I know... Bad Sammie! What I'm not telling you about is the cheese fries O_O) and spent close to an hour at our table, just talking and laughing. I learned that he was an FFA member in high school! That was enough to thoroughly impress me. (Side note: I have pet cows... I'm a country girl... FFA jackets were always super sexy to me!).
After dinner we ventured to the arcade. I'm not a gamer by any means, but I can wreck shop in some skee ball! We played several rounds of skee ball, a game of air hockey (I got beat, baaad), and I watched him play DDR (holy crap that was funny!). With all our skee ball winnings, we managed to put together about 100 tickets. Being the gentleman that he is, I got to pick the prize... So I got a glow stick. After we exhausted our
Around 9:00pm we ventured back into the mall to get our seats at the movie theater. We saw The Great Gatsby. AMAZING! (I'll gush about that another time). I wound up getting home around 12:30am (on a work night!) and let me say... The exhaustion on Tuesday was WORTH IT! Totally worth it.
He's different... Very different... Not in a bad way either.. I've never had anyone touch me like he does. Like, when we were at dinner.. He reached across the table to grab my hand. I could feel something like electricity when our hands met. Or when we were walking in the mall, arms linked, my head on his shoulder. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. I felt that kiss from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. It was a warm, electric feeling that washed over me.
I thought I knew what love felt like... I thought I knew how it was supposed to feel when someone who loves (only assuming here) you touches you. I have no doubt in my mind that he feels as strongly about me as I do for him. My stomach does full on back flips when he gives me that lopsided smile and says, "You're so pretty." For the first time I really believe it when someone tells me that. There's not a doubt in my mind that I'm cruising down the path to being IN the big L-Word (not lesbian.... TYVM). Spending one minute on the phone with him is better than spending 2 minutes in silence. I feel like it's become part of my goal in life to make him happy and I can actually acheive that by just being me.