"Tom"

"Tom" aka Sweet 16.

 Let me just say, this is the 16th guy I have met through an online dating site. 16. 16. 
Maybe this bothers me more than it does anyone else, but after 4 months, good googa mooga.

"Tom" was AWESOME.

This was the best date I've had in a LONG time with someone who I felt like I REALLY connected with!!!!!!!!!

I am STILL EXCITED from last night!

Ok. So. "Tom" messaged me last week on a whim; and it was a breath of fresh air, let me tell you. I was like "Finally, a guy who seemed normal." Our messages were brief but enough to keep messaging back. This past weekend he asked if I wanted to get together sometime for drinks; I obliged. I gave him my number since I figured it would be better to contact each other that way than to constantly check the site.

"Tom" texted me on Tuesday afternoon about getting together Wednesday evening. We went back and forth as to where to meet and finally settled on a time and location. I. Was. Stoked. I didn't really know a whole lot about this guy but from what I gathered, he was my type. I wasn't sure how I would feel physically towards him, but gathering from his pictures, he was someone in which I would find attractive, at the least.

Wednesday did not start off the way I wanted. I woke up late and only had minutes to spare before getting to work early/on time. This means, I had ZERO time to do my hair. Yes, the hair. I was frazzled. My hair was frazzled. It was pinned up and thrown in a messy bun and was anything but hot; maybe a hot mess, but that's it. I was trying to make sure I didn't get stuck late at work because there was a shower that needed to be taken and hair to be did.

Remember in my last post, how my cleanliness levels were directly proportional to my interest in a guy? Yea. I bathed this time. I went all out.

After I got all ready and beautified, it was time to head out. Of course, it was raining. And I decided to walk. I attempted to wrap my hair up and make sure it was protected. But that didn't help. When I arrived, I realized I was nicely mistified and my hair was starting to retract back to its normal, frizzy self. What's a girl to do? Anyways, I arrived after a brisk walk on over and was ready to go.

I wasn't quite sure where he was, but I saw someone at the bar sitting by themselves. I wasn't about to walk over and be like "Tom?" however, that would have made for a really interesting story. Anyways, I checked my phone and by the time I was about to respond, he came walking on over. We said "Hi," shook hands, and then the interview began. The shaking of the hands was odd, but I dealt.

We awkwardly walked around trying to find a place to sit and finally landed at a high top table. We ordered some beers and just started chatting away. We clicked. It was ........ AWESOME. It was so refreshing to finally meet someone who I felt like was my compliment to my personality. I really enjoyed getting to know him and felt like he is exactly my type; has a lot of energy, but still laid back, and very much a guy's guy. We talked about EVERYTHING. And I enjoyed listening to everything he had to say. In my head, I was going over things that I look for in a guy and he met a lot of the criteria. I felt like this is someone who would be really fun to hang out with and try new things and I can introduce to a lot of different friends of mine.

Towards the end of the evening, he asked if I wanted to get together again; OF COURSE I said yes. He asked what my weekend looked like and we settled again on another day and time. Yes, that's right. This little fishy caught a second date; hook, line and sinker. Who's the fish? I am. We decided to head out and he offered to drive me home. It was a quick trip home since we both live very close to one another and met at a restaurant that was less than a mile away. We confirmed, again, about meeting up TOMORROW for our second date.

I am so ecstatic to see this guy again. Not only is "Tom" my type of guy, but he also felt like someone that I SHOULD be dating. It feels so nice to come out of a date being like "BINGO!" we have a winner. It has put me in a great mood today and I can't wait to see him again. Sorry, that was kind of cliche, but it happened.

Date number two; let's do this.