|this is where i got the mug cake idea|
Sorry everyone, but I can’t tell much more about that evening than what you just read.
When we woke up later that day, we went to get lunch, and then came back to his place for a movie. He’d bought two movies from Amazon. One, a comedy about car salesmen and the other was A Bronx Tale. Both of these movies pertained to me in one way or another. I didn’t realize that until just now, as I write this post. I should probably tell him thanks for being so thoughtful. I left in the evening before he left for work. He walked me to my car and told me that it was a special day for him and that he thinks Im special. He said it was a big deal to be with him for his birthday the entire day. I looked at him and said, “I’m the one who’s supposed to say that!” He smirks and says, “Hey, I just call it like I see it.” I called him a cocky bastard as he walked away. He looked over his shoulder as I placed one foot in the car, and said, “Probably talk to you tonight.” I reply, “Yeah, probably.” Then drove off.
Sunday, I went to HTG's to watch Breaking Bad. I'd never watched the show before, so HTG explained the show in a nutshell. It was interesting. We cuddled up on his couch, and watched the show. HTG was good about filling me in on things every time the commercial came on so I wasnt totally lost. At one point he got up and made what I call a "manssert." You know, the type of confection only a single dude could come up with? He comes into the living room with a bowl filled with whipped cream, blueberries and broken graham crackers. I laughed and I think he got offended. I said, "Its just that this is such a man dessert!" But I have to admit that it was tasty. We shared the bowl. We watched Family Guy and then the night began to wind down, so I told HTG I was about to leave. He puts me in a leg lock around my waist. I said, "Hey! Don't do your jujitsu on me! It isnt fair. I dont know that stuff." He said, "Where you goin? You aint going nowhere." So I had to watch the rest of Family Guy in a leg lock. But it was sweet. He wasnt trying to hurt me. My head was on his chest, but I was afraid I was smashing his junk. I asked him whether I was, and he told me I wasnt. We just lay there like that for a while, and then I started to kiss him, and he smiled. I decided not to spend the night, but we made out and I think he's sweet.
I think this week we are going to take advantage of Restaurant Week. I want tapas!! I know many of you are thinking I shouldnt have slept with him just yet, and many of you think I waited too long. Well, I move at my own pace. We will see if his behavior switches up. He seems like a good guy though. Time will tell.
It ALWAYS does.