Let's see, so Thursday I tried to poison him with the curdled soup and then locked us out of my house. He was still totally game to see me on Friday, which shows a possible lapse in good judgment on his part, but I took advantage. I ended up spending every minute of the weekend with him and we rode into work together this morning. Gasp! Hey - I'm an adult. :)
We rode into work together this morning with my "Julie-size portion" of lunch he packed for me, which consisted of a delicious fresh veggie and pasta and crab salad he made for lunches last night. With a sliced strawberry and a piece of homemade smoked salmon that he knows I like. This is not a hard man to be around. :)
|This was waiting for me by my purse this morning.|
We played wii bowling and he tried to re-teach me cribbage (I did know how to play at some point), and we got the boat and the motorcycle started for a bit, which shows promise of springtime to come. I just had a great time and I have to say the chemistry between us is hot, hot, hot and I am looking forward to enjoying this play out.
On a WLS front, I do have to say, eating with someone new, particularly someone who is cooking for you (OMG can this man cook!!!) is a little strange for all parties. My portions are very small, of course. I think he got over very quickly any idea that less than a clean plate meant I didn't love it. By the end of the weekend, many meals later, we seemed to be in a total groove on the cooking and eating.
I tell ya, I've got quite a crush. I spent the weekend scouring for red flags and have not found a single one.