Mr. Nice Guy

After the photo mix up, I met another guy.  He was taller than me, that's a plus, he happened to be bald, so that was not counting against him. 
And he was very sweet.  Very complimentary to me.  We went to dinner, after he very politely called and asked me if I would give him the honor of  letting him take me out to dinner.  Mr. Nice Guy chose a mainstream restaurant, one that would be busy, but not so insane on a Saturday evening that a long wait would be required. 
Mr. Nice Guy sent a text to ask me if I had any cologne allergies, he told me he was going to be a little early, but that if I was late, he would not be bothered since he knew I have kids. 
I told him I wanted to meet in a different town than the one that I lived in, and he agreed.  He drove an extra 20 minutes to meet me there. 
He was/is, kind, sweet, generous, and very much not what I am used to. 
We had dinner, we went for a walk next to the river, drove thru and got some coffee (for him, since it is gross)
It was fun.  It was new.  It was exciting. 

I want to get down that a few of my friends had a bit of excitement too, as I was texting them pictures of outfit choices before I left.  This was after all, my first date in over a year, and my first date with someone other than my ex  in over 15 years.  So that in itself was an adventure. 

(This date was on a Saturday evening.)