Vortexia's Secret

ok, here we go. since i already covered most of friday night already, i'll just say that it was a good night with a good man and a good movie. i had hoped that we could sit on the patio and talk in the moonlight, but there were a bunch of probably high schoolers in the hot tub drinking beers and being noisy. so that wouldn't have been very romantic.

then last night... i came back from the store and called to see if mayhem would be coming over. he said he could, and i told him to get hungry because i was cooking us dinner. at the expensive grocery i bought several yummy items to make us a nice dinner, and wanted to do it last night since i was already pumped about it. plus, it's always up in the air as to when we'll get to see each other next, so i figured this was a definite time we could get together before any of the food went bad. i prepared five cheese and herb tortellini with mushrooms and garlic pasta sauce (safe if both parties eat and enjoy the garlic), garlic cheese biscuits, and a spinach and carrot salad. for dessert i also bought one of our favorite ready-made chocolate cakes. he was very happy and impressed with it all, and gave me lots of thank you hugs. plus he rinsed all the dishes for me and wiped down the countertops. i love how even if i'm doing a sweet dinner for him, he feels like he should still at least take care of the clean up afterwards to help me out. (it was during clean up that i took out my leg on the oven.) oh, and he was also impressed that i had cut the mushrooms so tiny and thin that he hadn't even noticed them (turns out he doesn't like mushrooms). he was grateful that i did that so he didn't have to dislike eating them or try to pick them out (aka they were small enough that he didn't taste them), and he said that the iron chefs would have been proud at how small i chopped them.

we talked during dinner and, this is big, did not have the TV on. i grew up in a family that tried for many years to have dinner with no TV. then we slipped a little when we started eating later and were sacrificing good prime time shows. he, however, lived in a family where they rarely ate dinner together and the TV is always on. 3 am there is probably still a TV on in the house. so that was a big deal.

the dinner was a little comical. my dinner table is still unfinished, so we had to eat on TV trays on the couch (in front of a TV that was turned off). i had a candle for the evening, but my matches are still packed somewhere and neither of us could find them. so we just had to leave it unlit. and we tend to share food, so we had one drink and one salad between us, and had a few ups and downs to refill the glass. i think it's cute that we share, so i kind of like that.

after the meal, he cleaned up, and then we watched a movie. parts of it were hilarious, and other parts just left me frustrated. some of the things in the movie just blatantly didn't add up, and that bugged me. but i still enjoyed the movie overall. and after the movie we made out for awhile and talked some more and laughed more and had a wonderful time.

so yay for a fantastic evening. and i may have a scar to remember it by. ok, so that's not so great, but the evening was wonderful. i woke up this morning missing him already, and contemplating if it would be a wise idea to make the drive over there to see him, knowing that i'd have to drive back with drunken idiots celebrating the long weekend. i haven't quite decided yet, but i may do so quickly so i can be fed by my parents for lunch if i'm going to go.

P.S. Keep them in your prayers.