This guy is certainly in a league of his own.....He brought wooing to a new level. Many days, I felt like a southern belle being pursued on horseback. I was greeted with warm messages and many times, poems. I cured his fear of talking on the phone... Which I guess with someone is animated as me, how can you resist right? Just kidding. He was intrigued by my intellect and continued to pry open the rusty clasps of my treasure-chest-mind. He was gentle with topics of pain. He was always gentle. When it came to topics of humor, he was transfixed by my laugh; he often wrote poems about it. Which I found unique, since the last time someone even mentioned to my laugh, it was a family member that said it was annoying and obnoxious. And that's what... someone who, by genetic law, is supposed to love you! But, I think we all know family can cast darker colors and shadows than strangers. He made his way to my heart through my stomach in southern comfort hickory BBQ being delivered to my office. He insured there was a double fudge brownie with the order and as much cornbread that could possibly fit in the bag. He sent Philly cheese steaks and flowers. Don't worry, I didn't consume the petaled beauties in that way. But, with the aroma and the colors... they almost consumed me. Responsibilities of receiving something at work to break up the mundane, sometimes stressful nature of helping those with sometimes terminal diagnosis, this was nice. It was really really nice. This guy showered me with affection and treated me like a princess. He planned two trips for me; one was completely covered for me and my best friends so that I would feel comfortable meeting him. He covered our airfare, hotel, and all of our Ubers while there. Unfortunately, airport closures and hurricane threats wrecked havoc on the travel plans. Wait.... back up. WHAT? A trip for you and your bestie with a guy you've never met? Most girls are hard-pressed to find dinner and a movie these days with the whole disintegration of morals and monogamy, yet I get the world? Okay not the world, just Maine. The main event, Main Attraction, main squeeze, are you for serious 'Mane, a lion's mane, Maine in the USA. Okay I'm done. Why Maine, do you ask? Well the first thing on my bucket list is to go to all 50 states and that, my friends, is estate I've never touched. Not to mention, I'm a sucker for the beach and seafood. Lobster rolls here I come... Well, it's still on my list to go. But the gesture of him even suggesting this as a date, a first date mind you, is still baffling to me. I knew that fairy tales weren't as far-fetched as skeptics believe, but this guy has definitely upped the game. I can't tell you how many guys have put little to no concern and even learning anything about either of my best friends. I'm sorry, but if you want to get to know me, you're going to have to be open to learning about them. Every 15th word out of my mouth is "my best friend back home" or "my best friend that I live with." Seriously, I said it so much on my Ireland trip, that the two people with me kept saying: just give them names already! This guy not only wanted to meet her, but he wanted to treat her like a princess too. More like a royal maiden and I was the princess. *flips hair* A man that wants to see you that badly and does everything to create a vacation which is one of my greatest vices, and deserves a bold, beautiful blog post. This is probably not the only.... The moral of the story is. chivalrous men do still exist. We can add this one to nice guys aren't extinct, they're endangered.. But just mentally because I already kind of closed the series. What I didn't close was the kitchen. Made it's debut in Maine's in 1925, the state deemed it their "official state treat." |
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