And he has been an amazing companion.
The lack of sparks could have been due to the fact that we didn't see each other at first (who knew there would be five guys in the bar wearing pink shirts?), and I had received some very BAD financial news that same day. By the time he came looking for me by the door I was in such a foul mood that I told him we had three choices: We could walk away and never talk again, we could set up a raincheck, or we could get a couple of beers & see if my mood would improve. God bless him, he stuck it out, but I wasn't really enjoying the beer and we ended up going across the street to the DQ. Beer, ice cream, and a ticked-off woman. Not the best of beginnings.
On the second date, he left the lights of his car on while we were at a 2+ hour movie. Dead battery. And he didn't carry credit cards (ex-wife destroyed his credit). I had to pay the tow truck that gave us the jump start.
Third date, we took his youngest son & drove go-carts, then had a fast food supper. They had this routine of shooting the straw wrappers at each other - only son changed in the middle & shot his at me when I wasn't expecting it. Straight into the eyeball from 3 feet away. It was
such a lovely shade of red the rest of the night...
I'm not sure HOW we ever got this far!