So sometime over this weekend, I posted my 50th post. And I failed to acknowledge it. That’s a huge step for me; considering most of what I’ve posted on this blog has been from the last month – I’m so close to finishing the 30 day challenge now!
I mentioned in my last post how I was going to go into a little more detail about what happened this weekend. Ray picked me up on Friday (for my birthday) and took me to Pittsburgh. He apologized for not getting me much (he had rotations all week) but he got me a thing of K-Cups. No, not that romantic, but he did remember that I just got a keurig a couple weeks ago, and he got me coffee from a coffee shop he used to work at and still visits. So I thought it was sweet.
We’ve only been together for three months now, I really wasn’t expecting him to get me much. More so, I really just wanted to spend the weekend with him. To me, that meant more than him buying me something. I really do believe it’s the thought that counts sometimes, and when I think of all the money he’s spent on dinner, and the money he’s spent on gas driving up to get me and driving back to drop me off – he doesn’t need to get me anything.
Friday night he took me to this free concert. No idea who the bands were – they’re not well known. But it was nice! We didn’t think to bring a blanket or jackets though, and it started to get cool and we were sitting on the grass. And we met up with his roommate Tim. They knew who the one band was. After the band was over we left and walked back to the apartment and just hung out there the rest of the night. Played some Super Smash Melee – it was fun.
Saturday, we went to Dave & Buster’s. We met up with a couple of Ray’s friends and went with them. They were showing the fight there, and everyone wanted to see it. I honestly didn’t care too much if I saw it or not (I didn’t care about the Steeler’s preseason game either), but the place was packed and everyone was talking about it. We all got a few drinks, and Ray and I went and played a few arcade games. He was stoked to find this Luigi’s Mansion game that Dave & Buster’s apparently only has the rights to (or something like that). We both were terrible at it though.
Half that night was just kind of anticipating the fight that took forever to happen (we got there at like 8ish, and the fight didn’t come on until close to midnight). But it was still fun! And I got to meet his friends, which felt like a step to me.
Sunday was more of a lazy day. We both were anxious because it was my last day. He made me breakfast and coffee, and we spent the morning just kind of watching TV. And then we went shopping at Aldi’s. It kind of makes me laugh that this is something fun for us to do. After that we just kind of came back and played a couple games and relaxed.
Tim had asked us if we wanted to grab pizza later, and we all walked to this bar. Ray held off on drinking (I actually love that he’s smart and doesn’t drink when he knows he’s driving soon), but I had one. Actually scored a $2 beer in Pittsburgh, so I’m already a fan of the place. Pizza wasn’t amazing, but it was still good.
What sucked was walking back and knowing that we had to leave to get me home. And I just kept telling Ray I didn’t want to leave, and he didn’t want me to leave either.
There are times when I’m with him that I’m not sure what to make of us. He’ll get side tracked talking to someone else and I’ll just kind of feel there. But then he’ll look at me, or say things like that, and I feel silly for having doubts. Because he’s great, and I guess I worry because I’m starting to fall for him and maybe that scares me. I’m 24 and this is the most serious I’ve gotten with a guy. And we haven’t talked about labels or making it official. We’ve just been going with it.
But he doesn’t hide me, or feel ashamed to be with me. He’s introduced me to his friends, his family knows about me. And no guy would consistently make that drive back and forth if they didn’t care or want this to work. That’s something that just makes me feel so happy and content with him. I don’t have to worry. However, I think I should make him take a picture with me because we still don’t have one together and I think we’re past that level. There’s a wedding this weekend, he’s getting a picture with me.