That would be me. *sigh!*
Warning: This post might make you barf a little. I'm going to be a little gushy, folks. Sorry.
I had a great weekend. Friday night was great! CN called me about an hour before we left to meet up with MJ & VW at The Hunter-Gatherer (a bar/restaurant):
"Hey, what are you wearing? I've never been to this place, before and I don't know what it's like," he asked.
"I'm wearing a dress, but you can wear whatever you want. I just wanted to wear my new shoes, and the only thing that went with them was this dress," I said.
"Ok, cool. Hey, I invited my friend The Runner to join us. Hope that's ok," he said.
"Sure! He can talk to KT, because she's a total gym rat, and she's coming, too," I replied.
"Ok, I'll pick you up soon," he said. We got off the phone.
A little while later, he knocked on my door. I was pleasantly surprised: without any prompting from me, he rose to the occasion and didn't wear his usual tshirt and jeans! He looked really nice! Yay! Brownie points for him!
We matched. Again. I swear, we always wear black. We look like we are going to funerals all the time. *rolls eyes*
We met up with MJ, VW and The Runner and had a very delicious dinner. KT joined us right before the band started. MJ, KT and I were the only ones familiar with Loch Ness Johnny, but the guys seemed to like it, too. After talking to the band members for a little bit after the show, we all went our separate ways.
I don't remember the details (Ok, maybe I just don't want to share them!) but CN and I hung out alone at my house for a little while until he went home. I'll let your imagination fill in the details. Wowza. I was definitely looking forward to watching the game with him the next day!
The next day, after cleaning up my house a little, going to the store to buy the ingredients for dinner and taking a nap, it was time for the USC vs. LSU game. CN came over and we began to watch the game as we snuggled on the couch.
I don't really know what happened during the second half...because we didn't watch it.....
So then I started on dinner (Chinese beef and broccoli) while he told me funny stories. You should have seen how he wolfed his food down! He was entirely too excited about dinner! "This is the way to get on my good side!" he said. (I made note of this for future reference.)
After dinner, we watched Borat, which is hysterical if you haven't seen it yet. By the time it was over, we were both pooped, so we called it a night.
I wasn't planning on seeing him on Sunday, but he texted me during the afternoon to see if I still needed help with my weed eater. "Yes, I can't get this one part on," I replied. He said he'd come over and look at it.
The next thing I know, he has assembled it correctly and proceeds to begin mowing my backyard! "You don't have to do that!" I yelled, over the noise of the weed eater. He turned it off.
"I know. I want to," he replied.
"Now that is how you get on MY good side!" I exclaimed, laying a big smooch on him, despite the fact he was very sweaty and covered with bits of grass. He told me to go back inside so he could finish up. I gave him another smooch.
Not surprisingly, this scene led to a joke between us about my affair with "the gardener". LOL
I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. He earned SO many brownie points with this move. "CN is mowing my yard right now, no questions asked. What a keeper!" I texted to all my girlfriends.
Afterwards, he left to go shower and meet up with The Runner to watch an NFL game, and I went to the local Greek Festival with MJ & KT. It was so freaking hot that we didn't stay very long -- we were melting! I went home after eating my gyro.
By this point, I was exhausted and was planning on watching a movie until bedtime. I popped in Blades of Glory and dozed in front of the tv. I wished CN had been there to watch tv with me, but he was still watching the game with his buddy. "Oh well, I've seen him enough this weekend, I guess," I thought. I fell asleep. I woke up to a text message.
"The Falcons lost again. I'm heartbroken," CN said.
"Do you need me to console you? Is this a dire emergency?" I asked.
"Yes! A dire emergency! You should come over," he said.
Cool, he read my mind, I thought.
"I'm really glad you came over," he said when I got there. "I missed you."
"I'm glad you wanted me to come over. I missed you, too," I said.
"Sorry. I've had a few beers. I'm going to be corny right now," he explained as he popped in a DVD. (Note to self: encourage him to drink beer more often.)
To avoid making my readers sick to their stomachs, I won't tell you what else he said. But I will say that we didn't watch much of that movie, either.
He's so sweet, so thoughtful, so funny. I think I'm a goner, guys. This one's a keeper, for sure.
So it's going really well. Now I know what everyone was talking about when they told me to start dating nice guys. :)