H had some yard work to do. I helped him between Prom errands.
H left the house three different times buying plants, lava rock, etc. The final time that he left, he also came back with some flowers for me. I was upstairs when he came home. He had them in a vase already when I came down. He hasn't bought me flowers in several years. He probably quit because a made another stupid comment during C. I said that it was nice when he sent flowers, but I didn't feel that it was an apology. They were just a peace offering. We had been talking about admitting our mistakes, he thought I didn't care about the flowers. I tried to explain to him that I appreciated the peace offering. He insisted that I didn't apreciate anything.
Anyway, back to our nice night...Around, 4:00, H told me that we had dinner reservations at 5:30. After D got back from picking up BF and I took several pictures of them, I got ready for our night out. It was quite intriguing not knowing where we were going.
We went to a nice seafood restaurant called The Bristol Seafood Grill. We had never been there before. It was in an area of town in which we hadn't been to a restaurant. The restaurant had a domed ceiling that was a huge stained glass light. The rest of the decor was just as pretty. The food was great. Conversation was pleasant.
H only had one martini with dinner, but it must have been a little potent. H felt he needed to wait a little while before driving. We took a short walk to the Dick's Sporting Goods that was next door. I wouldn't call that very romantic, but there wasn't anywhere else to walk to without walking across a huge parking lot. I enjoy walking around looking at all the things they have anyway.
When we got home, we sat in our porch swing for a while chit chatting and watching the neighbor kids play. We stayed out there until my butt started hurting from the wooden slats. Then we came in to watch some TV. After a while, it seemed as though H didn't have anything else planned. I thought I'd bump things up a notch and went upstairs. I was going to put on something sexy, but he came up before I could change. We laid on the bed talking for a while. I could tell he wanted more but was unsure of himself. I knew that he needed some direction, so I tried. It was okay, but a bit awkward. I still couldn't bring myself to guide him verbally.
Afterwards, I told H that I didn't understand why I can't bring myself to verbally guide him. I hate that I just wind up confusing him. I suggested that I write down some things instead. He said that would be okay as long as I kept it uncomplicated. I told him that I would make a short list of some things he might be interested in trying.
I made my list and put it in his sock drawer where he can look it over when he is ready. I'm anxious to know if it will help.
VC, I looked for some sexy apparel on Amazon.com after you suggested it. I've never looked there for anything besides books before. I was curious what they had. Have you seen the silly pouches they have for men http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_a/102-...27s+sexy+funny?
