Young Man takes the lead

I just came home from the most fabulous date with Young Man. My head is spinning. He set up the sweetest date. I just can't get past how much thought he puts into our dates! I am a kid's movie addict. But, since my boo is grown, the only chance I get to go see the kid's movies is when I rent or borrow a kid for the day. I told Young Man this awhile ago. He has a computer brain because he seems to remember every detail I tell him and then surprises me with it.

So, on Tuesday, we went to see WALL-E. I ate popcorn for dinner that night (as par for the course when I got to the movies!) and mentioned how I felt guilty for not having at least a salad. After the movie, we just sat in the car (outside his house) and talked (2 hours). We had a fabulous time, despite the very upset mood I had been in prior. He even listened sympathetically as I whined and eventually cried about what was bothering me. He is a great sounding board. He told me his story, which he has only told to a few other people, so I won't repeat it. All I can say is the boy probably has been more hurt than men twice his age!

So tonight, he asked me if I wanted to watch Ratatouille. Of course I did. He was flexible about the start time - which allowed me to not miss happy hour with the boys....he gets bonus points for that! Then, he called all upset that I might not want to come over after he tells me something... that he has a motorcycle. Considering the pain I've seen the machines create, I could understand his concern. But, as long as he is safe with it, I don't see it as an issue. So, then his room mate tried to throw a monkey wrench in the plan, so he came over here for a bit. We hung out and chatted and he allowed himself to be tortured by looking at my photography. He drove me over to his place to watch the movie. I wasn't sure why this was necessary, until we got there. He had gotten flowers, some Merlot, popcorn and a salad (to ease my popcorn guilt). I just can't get over how special he makes me feel. He always says the kindest things. He thinks my aversion to violence is "cute" and tells me he finds me "adorable". He can so sweep me off my feet. He constantly asks questions about me. Sometimes I can tell it's just to understand me better. But other times, I think he's just trying to understand what I like and don't like so he can do the right thing. Like when I told him the story about some "ushy gushy stuff" that I had read. He asked me "so, do you like ushy gushy stuff?" (yes!).

In all, I can't seem to find any flaws with him - despite the obvious age difference. If this keeps up, though, I think I'll just neglect the age difference thing. I haven't felt this good, this special, this safe, this "myself" in a really long time.