Happy Camper

I've been talking to someone. We have our first official date this coming weekend, we are camping. My track record with camping is not a good one. I did it once, hated the people I was with and got pneumonia. I'm willing to give it another try though.

I've known him awhile. Like since 1990. We kissed once in 1992 and he immediately got a girlfriend that wasn't me and they stayed  together until after high school. We lost touch after school although I did talk to his brother several times over the years.

7 years ago I was walking down the street, I was also going through a divorce not that it means anything to the story. I passed him and we both stopped and turned around  to look at each other, then started walking again. A few days later the same thing, only this time we stopped to talk. Then I didn't see or hear from him again.

Fast forward several weeks ago I spent my birthday on the lake with some friends I had been in band with. One of them said he had been asking for my number. I gave it to him. He called a few days later and  he has called and texted every day since.

After a boyfriend that would get mad at me for saying I missed him, because that somehow means I didn't think he should have been doing whatever it was that kept us apart. Also, one that would come to my town and go to the bar not a mile from my house but never call or text and certainly never stop in to say hi, Its kinda neat to have someone that texts me good morning first thing every day, and calls me every night to hear my voice.

I'm really trying not to get too excited about this. If my dating life has taught me anything its I shouldn't trust my instincts.

So, what does someone wear camping?

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