Dinner was fantastic. He was a half an hour late (well, 25 minutes) and felt terrible about it. He met all the kids and a bonus one from the neighborhood. We sat by the firepit with Peter and Kulin and made S'mores. He taught me how to make one because I seriously had no clue other than the basics and I was screwing it up (burning marshmallows, not melting chocolate). He said he thought if he knew something everyone else should know it because he has access to the same information. I have said the exact same thing on different occasions. Not that I think other people are dumber than me (mostly, not gonna lie). No movie in the backyard but we did sit by the firepit alone and talk for hours. He still won't have sex with me. I kinda like it. Yes, I will chase your incredibly large carrot. :)
I finished his sentences. Knew the words he was searching for. Peter started calling us the "Discovery Channel people". We talked about snakes and spiders that eat birds and Machu Picchu and the Amazon and then the men started talking about "sport bikes" (crotch rockets!!!) and Kulin and I just stared at each other blankly. At one point Kulin and I went inside to get stuff for the S'mores and when I came back out Peter and L stopped talking so I just put down the marshmallows and went back inside. Still don't know what they were talking about....have to make Peter tell me.
He was a hit. Kulin said he's different than every guy I've ever dated. Said I usually go for really funny and nothing else or completely testosterone driven and nothing else. He's different altogether. And Megan gave him a pet rock. A girl. We named her Tiggy (Tih-Gee). He's to feed her two pebbles a day. He asked Megan if that was cannibalism. She said what?
I am completely, devastatingly, hopelessly in love with L again. I just fucking invited him to my sister's wedding.
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