So throughout my blogging time there has been a smattering of boy talk. There have been very hopeful highs and then quickly deleted lows. Right now, you could say I'm floating up there around a pretty decent high. I met a boy. He is smart, handsome, tall!, soo funny, so sweet and caring, beyond sincere and honest, and I'm pretty sure he likes me too. We've only gone on a few dates and they may not seem grand or utterly romantic, but I never knew what it was like to have 2 people so at ease and on the same wavelength. Our first 'date' was to see 'Oceans', the Disney version of Planet Earth type stuff. I was a little nervous, it was a group setting and to be honest wasn't entirely sure if this was a 'date' or not. But he made a point to sit next to me and my skin was absolutely on fire every time our arms would touch. There was one point in the film, you definitely had to be there, but we both turned to each other at the exact same moment and made the same joke. We couldn't stop laughing for a few minutes and I know we annoyed some around us. I was giddy. He later admitted it was at this point he wanted to kiss me and couldn't focus on the rest of the movie.. awwwww.. He doesn't live in Raleigh, so I wasn't sure when we'd be able to get together again, but as a teacher on summer break, it helps that I'm about as flexible as it can get. About a week after our first 'date', he calls me one morning after we were on the phone until the wee hours of the morning, and says, "I'll be in town at this time and we're going to see this movie at this time after dinner... I'll pick you up". Perhaps cuz I'm just not used to guys liking me and actually taking me out, I didn't pick up on the whole fact that he was driving an hour and a half to Raleigh, just for me, had made no plans with any of his friends or family, and didn't plan on making them. And what movie was he taking me to see; Toy Story 3!! I had been whining incessantly about how all the kids I know had already seen it and I really wanted to. So we went :) and it was cute and we held hands the whole time and when my eyes kinda teared up at the end, well, it was just cute, ok. Then, the next day, when all my walls really started crumbling, he took me to meet his dog (that his dad now takes care of), and after meeting Buddy, he said we have another stop! We were going to the SPCA to play with puppies. Some of you may be gagging, some of you may be saying 'awwwwww', and I'm right in the middle, hahaha. I had the best time and I think we were so ourselves during our time there, rolling around playing, picking our favorite dogs, and in the end I was almost worried we were coming home with our first son, an all white puppy we named Sam. This may sound all good and dandy, but it's hard with our pasts never seeming to get away from us and not living in the same town, but we have both acknowledged this and I'm doing my best to be fun and flexible. It's hard for me, real hard, you have no idea... because I like him a whole lot, a lot a lot, and that's scary as hell. But for now, he is my new man friend, and we shall call him B Boy (I don't love the name, but I can't think of anything else now, so deal).
