The Art of Wooing

It's been a month since I've posted here, so let me catch you up: except for a night out for a second time with "the 3rd guy", I've been exclusively seeing Storm.  Like almost every day.  And he has a new nickname that we developed on facebook: Mr. 6:00.  There are loads of things I could be writing about, but it's been getting personal...so I haven't.  But I might still yet.

Possible future topics:
The Rude Friends
The Spices Move In
Popping the Question
Meeting the Parents
Mr. 7:10 wants to stand up for himself
Pissing off my Bodyguard


So, I can be a little old fashioned.  I like being wooed.  If a guy likes me and wants to be with me, he needs to make me happy.  Impress me.  Do nice things for me.  Take me out to dinner.  Maybe buy me things....and I've been feeling like it's been a while since Mr. 6:00/Storm has taken me out to dinner.  And as I type this....I realize just how many things he has done for me lately....and it's quite a lot!  And he just texted me: "I miss your sweet smile".  Ok, all forgiven.  I'm such a sucker.

I guess "wooing" can be complicated, and different from guy to guy.  Boat builder attempted to woo me with a bag of fresh clams and a bottle of special vodka.  Storm has been trying to help me/win me in every way he can.  He's coming up with ways/ideas to help my business.  Helping me around the house....etc etc etc etc.  Last week I had no money for groceries, so he bought some for me.  He offered to help me clean my house because my family was coming over and I had no time.  We went to a wine tasting.  He introduced me to his friends.  He is determined to become best friends with my ornery cat and has him eating out of his hand.  He bought me a hedge trimmer and said he would tackle the overgrown bushes in my yard.  He bought me a cuisinart coffee maker (used) because mine was only a 4 cupper that I've had since college.  He said he would patch the corner of my property that is being washed away by the flooding river.  He built a make-shift trellis to hold back my lavender plant.  He tells me that I am amazing and beautiful in every way.  So many other things he's said or done....like he wants to meet my parents, and had me meet his last weekend.  He asked me if I'd be "His Girlfriend".  Yet...somehow I'm feeling like I'm not being wooed?  Maybe it's just because it's been a couple weeks since he's taken me out to dinner...made me feel like I wasn't just a body but a woman who wanted to feel special.

He's still waiting for my answer.  I guess that's the "Popping The Question" topic.  Why didn't I want to say "yes, I'll be your girlfriend"?  Maybe he should take me out to dinner instead of spending all his money on a new camera and hiring a model who is going to pose for a shoot in MY house!!!!!!!!!  Is that asking too much? Take me out on a date damnit!