Monday, February 13, 2006

Our 2nd Date

MM does sweet things for me all the time. Little things that mean more than big, grand gestures. For example:

This weekend we rented movies. I wanted to see Just Like Heaven. I asked him to pick up the movies and said I'd get dinner. I told him to get JLH and whatever else he wanted. He came back with Robots for the kids, Just Like Heaven and The Fog. I'd forgotten, but I'd wanted to see The Fog the weekend before that and it was out. He remembered and got it for me. See, sweet stuff like that.

But nothing tops our second date...

We had our First Date on a Saturday. He called me on the Sunday after and we talked for hours on the phone. It just so happened that I had the following Monday off and had a shoe shopping excursion planned for the day. MM asked if he could join me.

Yeah, that's what I said, too. The conversation went something like this:


MM: Do you want to do something on Monday.
Me: I have plans already. I'm going shoe shopping.
MM: Are you going alone? Or with someone else?
Me: Alone, why?
MM: I'd like to come with, if that's ok.
Me: You want to come shoe shopping with me? (this said in my most disbelieving, suspicous voice). Do you understand what this entails?
MM: Honestly, at this point I don't care. I'd do anything or go anywhere just to be able to spend more time with you.
Me: Aww. Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you.


You have to understand about me and shoe shopping. I'm like a woman possessed when I go shopping for shoes. I hate shopping most of the time, but once in awhile I get the urge to look at new shoes and it's on then. I have a system, and a rule, when I go. I start at one end of the mall and hit every store that carries shoes. From JC Penny's to Dale's Shoe Emporium, not one rack is left un-pursued. Not one shoe is left untried. It even scares me a little.

My rule? Unless I absolutely cannot live without it, I don't buy anything. I find the ones I really like and then I either wait for them to go on sale or I look for them at a bargain shop. I really hate paying full price for shoes.

So MM said he wanted to join me and I tried to warn him. Really, I did.

We agreed to meet at 11:00 a.m. at the mall and I was running a little late. I got there about 11:15 and found MM sitting outside of Penny's. I kiss his cheek, give him one last warning and set off to do what I do best: Try on shoes.

When we finally left the mall at 4:00 that afternoon we'd been to 16 different stores and I hadn't bought one single thing. That's right, we shopped for 5 hours and I didn't puchase a single thing.

MM was a real trooper. He offered his opinion when I asked for it. He didn't complain or whine that I was taking too long. He didn't even try to skip out to hit the music store or check out the electronics in Sears. He followed behind me and we laughed and joked and talked and had a great time. He told me later that towards the end he made up a game in his head to keep from getting bored. When we'd walk into a new store he'd look over the racks and then try to pick the shoes he thought I would try on. He said I constantly surprised him. Just when he thought he had me pegged and knew which shoes I'd like to try on, I'd pick a completely off the wall pair.

I was very impressed with him. He told me later that it wasn't something he'd like to do all the time, but he didn't regret one minute of it. And he'd definitely go again....someday.

To be honest, I think that's the day I realized he wouldn't be going anywhere. I can't imagine any other man suffering for that long and sticking around afterwards.

3 comments:

Isabel said...

MM is a trooper. 5 hours of shoe shopping. *appluads*

Sigh, he gets kudos points.

Grace said...

Awwww I remember this story..he went shoe shopping with you. Seriously, a man after my own heart. Hehe.

Dylan said...

I remember this one, too cute.

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