The Boy From Iowa

Went on a date last night with Jeff...the boy from Iowa...complete gentleman (came to get me, actually walked up to the house, opened my car door, paid for dinner).  The difference between him and the southern boys' manners is that he actually seemed genuine.  He didn't make a big deal of it...just seems like that's what he does.  His mama taught him well.

The restaurant was a good choice...great food, nice atmosphere.  We shared a couple of delicious appetizers (calamari and tuna tartare) and an entree (scallops) and dessert (chocolate raspberry cake).  The conversation was good...after a drink of wine, it seemed like we both chilled out a bit.  

Found out that he manages the big accounts in a brokerage/ real estate law firm.  I was interested in what he did, but of course, when he started to explain it sort of went over my head and all I could hear is "whah, whah, whah, whah, whah" like the teacher from Charlie Brown.  Hey, I tried.  He's from a small town in Iowa called Hamburg.  Seriously.  They have Taco Tuesdays and Hamburger Wednesdays in his hometown.  He suggested that we grab a vespa and take an 8 hour road trip there just for dinner.  Glad he changed his mind to stay in Denver.  He lives with his brother about 10 minutes south of me.  He's the baby in his family...one older sister and two older brothers.  Seems close with them.  I like that he talks to his parents just about every day.  He snowboards in the winter and suggested that I check out Copper Mountain...it's one of his favorites.  The conversation was reciprocal, which is something that I listen for on a first date.  He definitely isn't too into himself (nice change).

He's handsome even without a hat on (you know that guy...the one you think is good looking, but he has a hat on and sure enough he takes it off and your head kind of cocks to the side and you have to re-think)...not that way at all with him.  He's got McDreamy hair (which sort of pisses me off because why should a guy have better hair than me?).  He's tall (of course, everyone is taller than me, right), but he's actually more than six foot and is lean.  He wears a somewhat scruffy shadow on his face and he has a nice smile.

We closed own the place around 11:00 and decided to head home.  At the door, we kissed...it was sweet...not too ridiculous for a first date kiss, but enough to leave me wanting more.  :)

I think I'll see him again soon.