Things I didn't need to know....yet.

I was still smiling from my Friday night date with Mr. Adorable when Sunday rolled around.  Sunday was that amazingly beautiful 64 degree day (for my NY readers).  I start off this glorious day with my children in our back yard.  We are laughing, happy, swinging.... BITE!  The new tenants very cute and very lovable pooch gets spooked by the swings and bites me.  This blog is not about children or dogs or tenants but happens to be relevant in this particular posting.  Now Sunday is the day I usually go food shopping for the upcoming week.  My mother comes over to play with the kids outside so I can go to the supermarket alone.  I get in the car and call Mr. Adorable to see how is day is going.  He wants to see me again (obviously) and asks what I'm up to at that moment.  I tell him I am going to pay my respects to the Iced Coffee Gods and then needed to pick up some lunch/dinner supplies for the week.  He'll meet me at Dunkin Donuts..... I agree and I head towards his DD location which is a few minutes out of my way.  No big deal!  I get there after him and he has already ordered my coffee.  He knows what I like because he had offered the day before to bring me 1 at work and I told him what I wanted.  (His client was late, he couldn't get to my office in time, he was happy today to be able to make good on the offer).  It is amazingly beautiful outside so we decide not to sit inside.  When we get outside and walk around the corner from the DD I see that we are just across the parking lot from Shoprite.  PERFECT!!  I get to see Mr. Adorable, drink a Flintstone sized iced coffee AND get to pick up the necessary items all in 1 shot!  I ask him if he would mind Shopriting with me.  We take my car across (don't want to carry bags back) and when I park I make an "ouch" sort of a sound.  I tell him about my bite and lift up the back of my jeans to show him the damage.  It is bruising at an alarming rate and I know it's worse than I had originally thought.  He ohs and ahs and runs his hand along the outside edge of the bite on my calf.  I like this.  He comments on the silky smoothness of my freshly shaven (pre-bite) skin.  He kisses me right there in the car in the middle of a Sunday.  I am now on iced coffee instead of margaritas and wearing sneakers instead of heeled boots.  I realize that this is more real life than the date Friday night.  I get out of the car.  We make our way into Shoprite and he is in control of the cart.  This is not my Shoprite.  In my Shoprite LOL is the bookkeeper and I know where everything is.  This Shoprite is like Mars to me and it's PACKED.  I am not a list shopper.  I am a walk up and down the aisle shopper and hope to remember everything I need.  Mr. Adorable does a fine job following me with the cart and stops a few times to give me a little squeeze or a kiss on the cheek..... I somehow managed to go from Friday night date to Sunday afternoon food shopping.  I am wondering if this is a mistake!  I'm not ready to pick out lunches and dinners with the man!  He is still adorable in his jeans and sneakers, just not the same adorableness.  Anyway, we shop, we get on line to pay, I notice that he has put a container of Lactaid into his portion of the cart.  I am in the Twilight Zone......