Southern Gentleman has been in constant contact since resurfacing a few days ago...phone calls and text messages checking on me and wishes and hopes that I'll feel better soon... and offers, not just once, but twice, to bring me anything I may need... including a variety of health-inducing soups, and movies for my entertainment. I asked SG if he makes special deliveries, to which he replied, "For you...absolutely." Okay, so he had me at, "For you...absolutely". I'm a sucker for attention.
Apparently, tomorrow SG will be delivering chicken soup and a comedy to my door, per my request. I'm not quite sure if this is just a delivery service, or if he's staying to partake in the soup and watch the movie WITH me. I vacuumed, just in case it's the latter.
This will be a rather unusual leap forward... 2 dates, 2 weeks MIA and then coming over to watch a movie at my place....and eat soup. I guess stranger things have happened. And, at this stage in the game, nothing really surprises me anymore (other than someone being "just not that into me", of course). What do I wear for a chicken soup (possible) date? My usual at home sick attire of pajamas and my big, blue, snuggly robe that completely envelops me seems a bit too... familiar, jeans aren't comforting enough when you're curled up on the couch trying to recover from a touch of the flu....maybe my velour pants and hoodie- comfy and cozy, whether lounging at home a deux, or even if he drops off the goods and bids me adieu.
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