and then I got flowers…

So… okay.  I briefly mentioned that there was “someone new” in my life… and yes, this is a new boy.

I kept seeing this guy pop up in the list of guys who viewed my profile, and well, yeah, I kept checking his out too.  He’s definitely cute.  I kept hoping he’d send me a message, but it didn’t happen — yet we kept checking out each other’s profiles.  So, I decided to send him a message.  We talked online for a little bit, decided to meet up — doesn’t really seem out of the ordinary, right?

He picked me up from work — (and side note: he’s got a sweet car; cute little 2-seater convertible… definite bonus) — and we’re both indifferent on where to go.  So we just drive.  We drive and drive and drive.  And talk.  The entire time the conversation just felt natural.  It wasn’t until we got out of the city a ways and realized we’d been driving for a while, but decided to keep going… and then we realized we weren’t all that far from Wisconsin.  So we stopped and talked a bit more even.  And because he didn’t want to keep me out late when I had work the next day, we decided to head back to the city and towards home.

I didn’t want the night to end.  And then we got to my house… and I didn’t want to go in.  I wanted to stay in that car, with him, for as long as I could.  It was only our first date, but I felt so amazingly comfortable around him.

Anyway.  Yeah.  I was already swooning last night….

and then I got flowers…

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Middle of the day at work, busy on the phone with a customer when my manager yells for me then points at this delivery guy carrying some weird package.  I point that I’m on the phone, and then I realize what it is.  It’s a bouquet.  Someone sent me flowers.  HOLY SHIT I JUST GOT FLOWERS DELIVERED TO ME AT WORK!

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Seriously.  A dozen pink roses.  All for me.  There was no card, but I knew who it had to be from.  My family wouldn’t have sent me flowers… but I had to make sure.  And after a text, yes, they were from him.  The Prince.*  You couldn’t remove the smile from my face if you tried.

I’m seriously really happy right now.  I have no intentions on meeting or seeing anyone else.  And I absolutely cannot wait to see him again! (“omg monday!” – The Prince)

*Sticking with these names I’m creating.  It fits well — he once called himself the “bar Prince” in an email (his parents own a bar), he’s also amazingly sweet and charming.  And here’s the other info you probably want to know..  he owns his own business, he’s 30… he’s hot.  🙂  Maybe I’ll post a picture after our next date.