Has it been a month already?

Tomorrow it will be one month since I met Corey. This past Sunday we went to a fireside in Mesa, at the same place where we met. Last month, I knew one person and my expectations were rather low on the enjoyment/meeting new people scale. This month, I was there with the one person I wanted to be with, and my expectations of enjoyment were rather high. And it was a great message, full of meaning for both of us. What a difference a month makes.

It's funny, I always smirked a little bit at those people who met someone and practically the next day they were engaged, or knew they were going to get married. I never really expected that I was going to be like that. If Corey was a member of the church then I'd probably be announcing my wedding date. But he's not a member, so we're waiting until he is able to be baptized.

At the fireside on Sunday, the speaker talked about the trials we go through. That sometimes they are because it's life, because of our poor decisions, or because of others' poor decisions. And that sometimes all the preparation, all the studying and praying that you've done, is to prepare you for dealing with the hardships of your life, and the trials associated with it.

Anyways, I'm not going to be telling you much about the specific trials we are going to go through, but I will keep gushing about how happy I am. And I am happy. All morning we were sending sappy text messages back and forth. He is so sweet and good to me. I found a guy that knows about cars, so I might not ever have to visit a mechanic again. He's handy, and knows how to build things and use power tools. He likes to cook, but hates to clean. Which is ok, because cooking stresses me out, and I'm happy to clean up after my own personal chef. He plays the guitar and sings to me all the time. He makes me laugh, and loves to hear me laugh, and loves to see me happy. Most importantly, he has an incredible testimony and love for God. He knows that he needs the church and the Gospel and the Atonement in his life.

And a really neat thing? He loves the missionaries and spending time with them. He loves spending time on the Temple grounds. We plan on spending our Friday nights at the Visitor's Center, watching videos with the elders. So if you ever want to meet him, you can find us there every Friday night. Married folks, find a babysitter and make it a date night. My single friends, come and hang out with us.

I have a story for you...

So funny thing. I have a friend, a guy, who I've known for years, but we don't hang out anymore. Haven't seen him for nearly a year. I occasionally see him about on Facebook. So back in May, I get a random text from a random person saying that this friend of mine gave them my number. At first I think it's a guy, as the conversation was about baseball and this friend said that we should meet, because of having baseball in common. (Which I thought was funny, but as I hardly ever meet guys who like baseball as much as I do, I was ready to be ok with this.) Anyway, I find out later that it was a girl that was texting me. Don't get me wrong, I have lots of friends who are girls who like to go to ballgames, and girls are allowed to like sports, but really, I don't need more girlfriends who like baseball. So I left the guy a message to that effect. Because the whole thing amused me. To my knowledge, he'd never given out my number before, for any reason, and he decided give a girl my number. So I had to talk to him about it, cause really, it's funny.

(Btw, the above story is not the main point of this post, but the background of the point. Which I will eventually get to.)

So I leave a message, he calls back, we chat, catch up somewhat, and talk for nearly 20 minutes. Nice conversation, and then it's over and that was it. (I did see his online conversation with a friend about how he moved, and is now a lot closer to my part of town (don't put things on public facebook, unless you want all your friends to know about it.) which I was interested in, since that meant I might see him at activities (if I bothered to go).) I figured that it'd be awhile until I heard from him again, unless we bumped into each other.

Then comes yesterday. (Wednesday, to be precise.) I got a text message from the guy, inviting me to this scripture class he was going to. Ok, that was unexpected. A few texts back and forth, and he ;) at me at least 6 times. So I guess we're flirting? He invited me to some activity in a couple of days. Then I made a comment about him moving, and he pointed out that he's now closer to me. So maybe I will see him sometime.

So it's just funny. I mean, yeah, I liked him at one point (as did most of my friends at one time or another), and yeah, I'd go out with him if he asked, but I don't expect that. So it's just a little odd to be flirting via text.

I guess I just need to tell the story, because if I bring up this guy to my mom, she'll tell me that I need to go out with him. (My parents know his parents, and they (my parents) totally like his family, and they would not mind at all if I married this guy.) So now I'm thinking about him again, and it's just strange.

Anyway, that was the story. In other news, my car's a/c went out again, I took a little trip to Prescott to get my car up and over 200,000 miles, and I went to IKEA and now have a really nice tv stand (Yay, my tv is off the floor!). Pictures maybe eventually.

Oh, and the guy in this story is totally different from the other guy I've most recently talked about. But my readers are all so smart, I prolly didn't need to clarify.

I'm not really a stalker...

There's this guy. Well, I've talked about him before, but it doesn't matter, because I don't see him anymore. But I still think about him.

I mean it, I'm not a stalker.

I could be one. After all, I know where he lives. But he invited me over once. I found out that he actually lives within my current ward boundaries, which is just funny. But I resisted driving by the other day when I was right next to his neighborhood.

I know where he works, but he told me that. Well, no, just the district, and then I looked him up. But I don't go and look him up all the time.

And, ok, I know the names and ages of his children, but again, he told me that.

I did find him on Facebook, and I do occasionally check to see if he posts anything. But I don't call, I don't send messages.

I seriously need someone new to focus on so I can stop thinking about this guy.

'Cause I really don't want to become a stalker.

A brunch date

So I had another date with the guy. Well, it wasn't really a date. Even if he did pay. Whatever. Anyway. I called him this morning, he was just a mile or two away at his new house and asked if I wanted to go have breakfast. So we went to Mimi's and had a nice time. We had a good talk about baseball and his house and work and things. Very low-key.

I know that some of my friends have a little bit of concern about this. But when we went out last week, we said that we'd be friends, hang out, and just have fun. And today was just that. No hugs, no kisses, just hanging out and talking. And then when we talked about the next time, it was the same thing. We'll see what comes up and have no set plans. There're vague plans to go to a ballgame, I offered to help him move, but really, nothing definite. This is totally different than last year, so I have no idea or expectations of what will happen.

The Date

So I realized last night that it's been just over a year since I'd seen this guy. I'll have to remember to point it out to him. He's the one who sees portents all over the place. But that's just kinda funny, that a year after I last see him, he finds my number and we go out again.

Anyways, he picked me up, we went to see a movie, took a drive, had a late dinner, and then he took me home. We saw Star Trek, which I hadn't seen, and I completely loved. We drove past the house he's buying, which is only a couple miles away from my apartment. We talked a lot, several times about how weird it was that we were out on a date again.

I think we finally established that we'll go out again, and it's just hanging out and having fun. Of course, he said something similar last year about seeing where this might all go, but then a week later it was basically over. His daughters come back in about 2 weeks, so we'll find out then if this goes on after that.

So it was interesting, and fun, and I will go out with him again, but I'm going to be a great deal more cautious about what I let happen. I really don't want to go through what I went through last year.