Still getting a shirt

I don't know why this popped into my head, but here's a funny story.

When I was in high school, I met a guy in a grocery store and gave him my phone number. We talked on the phone a couple of times, and I was starting to like him. He was a few years older than I was and already out of high school. I knew my parents would never let me date him. One evening he called and said he wanted to see me. I was nervous about what my parents would say, so I decided to let him come over, but just not give them any advance warning. That way they couldn't say no.

So, the guy told me he had been working on his car, so he was going to put on a clean shirt then come over. He never showed up. That was about 18 years ago. He must be doing a hell of a lot of laundry!

(Not) getting laid

I was reading a book tonight and one of the characters mentioned meeting a guy at a hotel to "get laid properly." *Sigh* How I miss getting laid. But I've promised myself to wait until I'm in a committed relationship.

Wait, deja vu. I just realized I've already written about this. But this time, it's because I'm really starting to develop strong feelings for Etch. He really is a great guy. Saturday night he came over to hang out. As soon as he came in the door, he started practically begging me to let him put my bookshelf together. It was so nice. He wanted to put the dresser together too, but I wouldn't let him. That's not at all what I invited him over for. Anyway, we watched a movie and there was some smooching afterwards, but he totally didn't try any 'funny business.' I don't know his reasoning, but that means a lot.

It was V's idea, and I've agreed, to wait until I've known him 6 months before I "go all the way" with him. It works out nicely because that will coincide with my birthday. That's not to say it's not on my mind frequently. There are just too many variables right now, and I don't want to regret it when I finally do it. I have to be sure that's it the (almost) right thing to do.

Delirious

I am SO happy!

Last night Etch had me and V and a couple of friends over. We had burgers and beer, played a board game, and talked.

And we kissed! Yay! I was dropping hints, and there were definitely some sparks flying, but he wouldn't make a move. Finally I asked him for a pen and paper so I could write him a note:

Dear [Etch],
I think you're swell. Can we kiss? I didn't want to have to ask, but what are you gonna do?
[Heart],
[Samsara]

When he read it, he smiled and kissed me. It was terrific! I asked why I had to ask since I'd been giving hints all night. He said he's just slow about picking up on that stuff. We played the board game after that, and he was being all touchy-feely. It was nice. There were a couple more smooching sessions after that. He was so sweet and attentive. I think I can finally relax (a little) and believe that he likes me.

He was such a great host, too. He's really a neat guy. He's personable, can talk about anything, has entertaining stories, is polite and is considerate. And did I mention, he's cute, too!

When will it be easier?

I have got to stop freaking myself out.

I had not talked to Etch since the night of our date, and I was so afraid he was blowing me off. Nevermind the fact that it's normal for us to talk on one weekend day and then on Monday or Tuesday night. I was a wreck by this afternoon. I got permission from Lass to call him ("but only once").

I called tonight after visiting the watering hole. He answered but said he was in the middle of packing up an order and asked if he could call me back. He called back about an hour and a half later and we had a nice conversation.

Why am I such an idiot? When will I get to the point that I don't worry constantly? When will I stop having to distract myself? When will my friends no longer have to reassure me? (I'm sure V is ready to throttle me!)

I need a hobby. ... Or a boyfriend. LOL.

Aahhhh

I had the best time last night!

We met at the movie theater. He was as cute as I remembered, if not cuter. There were some laughs before the movie and a few during.

Afterwards, we took a while deciding on a place to eat, but finally picked one. He offered to drive and bring me back to my car later. When we got in his car, he was moving stuff around like generally cleaning the bits of junk that tend to accumulate. He handed me a small box and said, "Open that up. See what that is in there." I opened it and it was a shot glass with Thomas Jefferson on it!

It was so awesome! It's cobalt blue (which I had mentioned I love), it has a picture of Jefferson with his name above and birth and death dates below, and it has my name on the back in a really pretty script with a curlicue underneath. I can't believe he remembered that conversation. I was so impressed.

He was quite a gentleman the whole night. He opened doors for me and paid for everything. He is so funny! We talked and laughed for hours. I thought the staff at the restaurant were going to kick us out.

At the end of the night, he drove back to where we left my car and walked me to it. He hugged me, but alas, there was no kiss. He said that hopefully it won't be another month before we go out again.

It was such a great time! I can't wait to see him again.

The waiting is the hardest part

Okay, folks. Etch met the deadline. I have a date tomorrow!

At first I didn't feel very good about it because I felt like I had forced the issue. He hadn't mentioned getting together again, so when I returned his Tuesday call on Wednesday, I asked if he still wanted to get together. I really think I should have waited for him to bring it up. He said he did want to get together and asked what day would be good for me, but then didn't sound very enthusiastic about coming up with something for us to do. So, I figured I would just wait for him to call and confirm and if he was still hesitant, then I'd suggest we postpone it.

But when he called tonight (earlier than I expected), he sounded more eager and had a plan in mind. I felt much better. Now I'm excited to see him again. I thought about asking him if this is a date or if it's two friends hanging out, but I don't want to be all "State of the Union" already. I'll just have to guage how he relates to me tomorrow. Hopefully, he'll try to kiss me. Heehee.