Undone

I just got back from 50 first dates. Great movie, not ranking up with Wedding Singer, but still pretty good. I’m thinking it was the company more than anything. He got me popcorn and a drink, and honestly, I’m one of those people where it’s the small things that count, because i miss them so much. I’ve never been on a date to the movies before where the guy pays for me, and buys me popcorn and a drink. I’m really not that hard to please. *smiles* It also makes me happy that I’m going to go play D&D again this week. He’s even going to the trouble to have his friends come and get me. *smiles*

Once again. The small things impress me the most. Did I mention he stopped to get me a rose from Walmart? *blushes* Flowers from guys in the past limited to required prom exchanges. And one bouquet of roses and daisies that i got from a guy I never met because he stood me up on our first date. (his Mom told him no.)

If you’re a regular reader of my blog (and possibly my writing journal) then you know i’m kinda delusional sometimes (see Ally McBeal, that kind of delusional) where I stop and think that people are actually caring enough to do something as nice as get me flowers. I was really touched.

And i love to hear stories about his friends. About their death defying trips around his town. And I love how he’s not … how he isn’t deterred by the fact that i’m quiet. (Except of course when it comes to Sean Astin, how could I be quiet?) I love how his smile is kinda crooked, it’s so adorable. I love how I can’t stop grinning when I’m thinking about him. I love how his friends make me feel included. I don’t think i’ve felt this right ever in my entire life.

And that’s the scary part. I’m afraid. I’ve never fit in anywhere. I’ve always felt like the little girl playing with the big kids– until now.

Mostly I love how when he hugs me …. i feel like nothing in the world could go wrong.

Oh, and as a quick ps, He kissed me. 🙂 and I liked it.

Derringer Meryl [Back and Forth] Out