Neglected and Catching Up.

Yes, I know. This blog has been quite neglected. I wish I had something exciting to write, but I don't. Well, kinda, but not really. It's been two months, and one would think "Two months, that's plenty of time for lots of awkward dates!" Not a whole lot, but I do have two to report.

The first was with Craft Beer guy, the family friend's friend that I mentioned back in May. We met up for drinks one weeknight and it went pretty well, but not well enough. Conversation did not lag one bit, but that's because he kept talking and talking and talking. I had a nice evening, but overall I didn't feel like there was much for us to go off of. The connection just wasn't there. He walked me back to my place and along the way I got the sense he wanted to hold hands, so I just crossed my arms instead. Eh. After we said goodbye, I never heard from him again. And that was ok. But I did hear about him again.

So as you might recall, originally my mother was involved. And I didn't want her to be. I never told her that I went on a date with this guy, and after it didn't amount to anything, I didn't see any reason to say anything. Wellllllll, my family friend "Paul" decided to mention it to his mother, "Mrs. Marvel," or it just so happened to come up in passing. Well, his mother told my mother, and eventually it came full circle.

My mother felt the opportune time to discuss this was at brunch for Father's day. As we were discussing a completely different topic, she all of a sudden asked "Have you talked to "Paul," lately? When was the last time you spoke with him?"

Gulp. "Um... no, not recently... we were just talking about [whatever it was we were talking about]. What does this have to do with that?"

Mom: "Oh nothing. I was just wondering. So, Mrs. Marvel said that you messaged "Paul"."  Right then, our food came. I have never been so happy to see food in my life. The conversation ended. Thank you, Big Man Upstairs.

A month later..... my parents and I are at dinner, and again, my mother switches gears and brings up a new topic. She starts to go on and on how "Mrs. Marvel" told her about my date and everything she had heard about it. My mother then asks, "So do you still talk to this young man?"

Me: "No."
Mom: "Why?"
Me: "He never called me back."
Mom: "Did you not show enough interest?" (How motherly of her)
Me: "No, I just don't think there was enough chemistry."

The convo fizzled from there. I informed my mother that I go on lots of dates, I just don't tell her about them since they never amount to anything, and same went for Craft Beer guy. No sense in talking someone up who isn't going to stick around.

The second was different and unexpected. I went to a 4th of July party on the 3rd of July, because that makes sense (well, it does, because we had the 4th off, being a national holiday and all, so it's expected to go out the night before a day off). Anyways, I met a guy there. And he was quite awesome. We were chatting it up and he asked if I wanted to go on a walk right then. I said "Yes," and as we started down the drive way, our friends stopped us. We got held up in the driveway and eventually went inside to watch my friend's sky diving video. Then we continued to chat and he asked if I wanted to go for a walk again. I said yes, and again we got held up, but this time in the kitchen. Eventually it got late, so I decided to head out. I was bummed that I didn't exchange numbers with this guy, and thought about it the whole ride home.

When I got home, I decided to take some initiative. I found this guy on Facebook via the event invite list, and decided to message him. It went like this:

Me: "Just let me know if you ever want to go on that walk sometime!"
Him: "Haha, I do enjoy a nice walk."
Me: "Well, if the next time you'd like some company, just give me a call! 555-555-5555."
Him: "Sweet deal. You'll have my number soon. ;) "
Me: "Awesome! Can't wait! :) "

So a day passed, and one Monday night, I got a call from a number I didn't know. I typically don't answer numbers I don't know. But I do look up the number in case it's some telemarketer or such. Nada. But, I then noticed I had a voicemail! HE CALLED! I was ecstatic. When guys actually call, it is major points in my book.

I eventually called him back after being talked down by my girlfriend and got most of the nervous jitters out. He answered, and we started chatting away. It felt so natural and I had never felt more comfortable talking to someone before. We made plans to hang out that Wednesday. After my golf lesson (yes, I attempt to play golf), I gave him a call to see if we were still on. And we were! He suggested coming to his apartment to make omelettes. Now, I said yes, but was very guarded. I did not like that he suggested his apartment for a first date. But I decided to go with it just to see what happens. I got there, and we scrambled, we sliced, we diced, we sauted. It was probably one of the best dates I had been on. We then watched tv as we ate our delicious omelettes. Afterwards, we went on that walk, finally. It got late, and eventually I had to head home. It was really one of the best dates I had been on and with someone I felt so comfortable and like myself around.

A few days passed, and I hadn't heard from him. He mentioned he was going out of town for the weekend, so I figured I wouldn't hear from him and I didn't want to initiate anything myself. Eventually the weekend came to an end, and Monday came and went. Tuesday afternoon, I decided I'd give him a call. So much for not initiating. But I decided I'd give him a call, say I had fun hanging out last week, and would like to hang out again. If he didn't want to, that's ok. There would be my answer. So I called, and said just that; I had a nice time, would like to hang out again, and if not, that's fine. I had left this in a voice mail, and not more than 10 minutes later, he called back! He said he had been planning on calling me to hang out again (skeptical). We made plans to hang out again after my golf lesson that Wednesday.

I gave him a ring, and we decided to go play basketball at a nearby park. It was a ton of fun! If there is one thing I like doing, it's something interactive. We played basketball, then we tossed a Frisbee around until the sprinklers came on unexpectedly, and then hit some tennis balls. It was a ton of fun, but I did feel like something was slightly off. I disregarded it and told myself to just go with the flow. We went back to his apartment again, ate dessert and watched one of my favorite shows 'Modern Family." It was starting to get late and I thought that overall it had gone pretty well.

Then out of the blue, he says "So, I have some bad things to say." (Who says that, honestly?) And that's when I went into shock. He proceeds to go on saying that although he's enjoyed hanging out, he's not looking for a relationship, and the feelings of not wanting a relationship are still greater than feelings towards me. He starts on about his past relationships and how they were bad, and what he didn't like about them, etc. I'm sitting there, taking this all in. Finally, I pipe up and give him my two cents.... or ... maybe more. I told him I appreciated his honesty, however I felt like he was jumping the gun. We hung out twice. TWICE. Did I mention twice? And with this, I felt like he didn't give me a fair shot. Also, if he already felt this way before this date, then he shouldn't have returned my call and we shouldn't be sitting there on his couch. Overall, he pretty much wanted the benefits of a relationship without being in a relationship, if you get my drift. I told him HELL-TO-THE-NO, and that I wasn't the girl he's looking for currently. I also told him how I once was in a relationship that going into it had a definite end, and it ended badly. We both went into it not wanting anything serious, and it got seriously ugly. So I passed along my words of wisdom to this guy that he can't go into a relationship that has a definite end and think it will come out all rainbows and butterflies. It won't.

We left it as being friends and that I would call him to hang out.

I have not called him and don't plan to.

Dazed and Confused

I did it; I went on a date with the "New Guy" this past Friday, and let me tell you, I was very pleasantly surprised! But now a little confused with myself; I'll explain below.

I was nervous going into this date for many reasons, but did it to keep an open mind and not limit my options. We decided to meet at one of my favorite restaurants that I had already been to twice for dates. It was SUPER crowded when he got there and I was running REALLY LATE. I was trying to decide which route to take and I picked wrong. For those of you in the area, you are quite familiar with the HORRIBLE traffic that plagues the nation's capital. I decided to take I-66 West at 7pm on a Friday; the only smart decision in that is not taking it between 3:00pm - 6:00pm. Whatever time it may have been, I should have taken the back roads but I sure did not make that choice. I apologized a few times for my tardiness and tried my best to get there as fast as I could.

When I finally arrived, he had put his name down since there was a wait. I felt terrible; here I was, 15-20 minutes late, and on top of that there was a 30-40 minute wait at a crowded restaurant that I had picked out that he had never been to before. I sure made quite the first impression. We made small-talk and patiently waited till our buzzer went off. Finally, it did and we were whisked away to our table.

The restaurant we went to brews their own beer and so I was excited to show him through the menu. I just realized while typing that sentence that I kind of sound like a drunk. I swear I am not; I just really enjoy trying new beers and wine. Anyways, we ordered drinks and some food; that was a little bit awkward because I had suggested drinks at 7:30pm and thought that was clear enough, and late enough, that dinner wasn't going to be an option. Well, of course he hadn't eaten and ordered dinner and I awkwardly ate my pretzel bites.

We chatted away and overall I'd say it went really well! I was really surprised how well conversation seemed to flow at first and it was not what I was expecting. From what I remember, we talked about our hobbies and things we like to do in our free time. It was fun learning what each other's likes and dislikes are and really getting to know one another. Time really flew by because when I looked at my phone I had realized over two and a half hours had gone by!

Overall, I thought this guy was really nice and I did enjoy spending the evening with him. For some reason, I just don't have that spark quite yet and would be open to the idea of a second date with him to see what more may develop between us. We have texted back and forth some since our date, but a second date has not been set up yet. If he does ask, I'll say yes to give it another go. Keeping my options open here.

Although it may be too early to get to this point, I have been thinking a lot about the pros and cons to both "New Guy" and "Tom." There are things I really like about both of them and then there are things that I'm not quite as thrilled about. This is the part that is beginning to get me really confused. I know I don't have to make a decision between the two of them right now, but it is definitely in the back of my head and something that I'm concerned with that may develop into that situation down the line. We'll see; can't worry about something that hasn't happened or exists.

Until then.... swim on.

New Year, New Guy

Hello!!!!

I'm here to confirm that I will be having a date tomorrow evening! 

It is with the guy who I feel like our communication has been sparse. 

I'm hoping this fish gets blown out of the water, because I'm honestly not really excited about it, but maybe because I have other things on my mind. 

But, I'm trying to keep an open mind and at least give it a shot. 

It's drinks; if there is one thing this fish likes to do, it's drinking. I mean, I am a fish after all... right? 

Kawabunga, dude!

And a Happy New Year it was!

First off, Happy New Year!!!

I hope you all had a great evening and celebrated it with great friends and family! 

Now for an update.

Lets see.... 

"Dude," who I still haven't met, texted me happy new years earlier in the evening. I was a bit surprised since I haven't heard from him in almost two weeks. I don't really understand the allure of texting with someone who you haven't met nor do you even talk on a regular basis that you have zero idea if there is any potential. I guess I'm a good texter? I might just be blunt with him and say "Hey, we've never met and have been talking for over a month. Do you want to set something up? Otherwise, I don't understand where this is going." Or.... well something to that effect. I don't want to feel like I'm being jerked around and I really don't see the allure of just texting with it not going anywhere. I mean, the point of these DATING sites is to meet people to DATE, right? So.... don't text me.... take me on a date. Let's see what happens. Good grief, this is exhausting. 

Again with the jerking around, I haven't heard from "New Guy" yet about setting something up for this week. I am not pumped up yet about this guy since his messages have been sparse. I'm kind of like "Why are you interested in me in the first place? We haven't even gotten to know one another! I know nothing about you and vice versa!" So, we'll see if anything happens, but I'm not holding my breath for now.

Ok, the juicy part. 
"Tom" is back in the picture. Since he was so adamant about hanging out this past week, I decided to ask him to the party I went to for New Year's Eve. He said "alright" and I gave him the details. I didn't hear much from him on the day of and felt like things were still sporadic between us; just no consistency. I got ready for the party and headed over with some friends and tried to not pay any attention to the fact that I hadn't heard from him. While enjoying myself with my friends and making new ones, I got a phone call from him! I had just missed it, so called right back. He answered and asked if he could still stop by; and I said of course! He said he'd be right over and he was. I was honestly really surprised and nervous and excited and everything all at the same time. I met him outside and we hugged hello before making our way inside. I felt like it was a little awkward because he knew very few people and we were just starting to hang out again, so I felt like there was and is some awkward tension.

Before he arrived, I wasn't sure if he wanted to be just friends or maybe something more. Well I eventually got my answer. At one point, I was catching up with an acquaintance from my dodgeball team who I hadn't seen in a while and learned that he and some other fellow dodgeballers have been reading my blog. (Hello Dodgeballers!) This meant that "Tom" was off on his own for a wee bit braving the party alone. Well, eventually it was narrowing down to midnight, so I decided to make sure "Tom" had some champagne. I noticed that something seemed off with him and I asked if he were alright; he said yes. The countdown arrived and I wasn't quite sure if he and I were going to exchange a kiss at midnight. So with an awkward moment, I turned around and hugged my friends first and then turned back to him. There was another awkward moment, but then he leaned in and it was quite clear; a kiss was in order. I smiled, gave him a peck, and said "Is that what you wanted?" He smiled and I was quite please that this is how I brought in the new year.

We eventually made way to the couch and decided to sit for a while. We chatted some, and at some point he expressed that he was a bit "jealous" that I was chatting it up with an old dodgeball teammate of mine. I assured him that he was a friend and we were catching up. I'll be honest in that I was a bit pleased to hear this because I felt like it gave me a sign that he's actually interested in me and did mind that I was out there talking to other guys. While sitting on the couch, we talked some, actually a lot, about "us," however at one point he was getting ahead of himself and I had to step in to let him know that he was doing so. I simply put that I enjoy spending time with him and right now there isn't anyone else in the picture; it's really just that. Although I am "talking" with a few guys, I have not had any dates since seeing him last nor have I met any of the guys I've been talking to. Also, I don't have very much interest in getting to know them since they haven't made an effort to see me; that doesn't exactly scream "I'm so interested in you!" by ignoring me half the time.

What I do know right now is that I like being around him and he makes me happy. I've never felt this comfortable around someone until he came along and I am really enjoying what time we do spend together. However, I'm not sure where this is going, nor am I certain that I want to pursue more if he's going to be wishy-washy with his behavior towards me. I just want to enjoy now and live in the moment; just see what develops and cross that bridge when we get there. He asked me to be honest with him and if I have anything on my mind to just speak it, so I will hold him to that in the future.

Overall, it was a terrific way to ring in the new year and I don't think I would have changed a thing.
Here's to new beginnings. 

Going out with a bang

Hello folks!!

I feel like I owe you all one last post before the new year. 

And it has also been a while. 

Not a whole lot to report but still enough to drop by and check in. 

The "Dude" I was supposed to go on a date with, and then he canceled, and then asked about rescheduling never set any rescheduled set plans. I actually haven't heard from him since last Tuesday morning and today is Thursday. I do know he's out on a cruise, but frankly I don't really care where he is at this point. He lives too far away, anyways so I suppose it's best we never went on a date. Ehh. 

"Tom" has been quite communicative this past week since we last hung out and he explained his disappearing act. I'm honestly not sure what is going on, but he is very adamant about hanging out again and soon. My game plan is to just hang out and see what happens. Since our "talk," I know I can be honest and straight forward with him if I'm confused as to what's going on. For now, I'm really not trying to think about it until something actually happens between us. If something does, I'll definitely write about it! Hold tight until then. 

In other news, I may have a date next week! New year, new guy! I have been messaging with this one guy, and although it's been quite ... I guess sparse is the best word that comes to mind right now..... in our conversations, I think it at least leaves us with plenty to talk about on a date. Since the holidays have gotten in the way, it has not made it easy in trying to schedule a date. I gave him my phone number so the ball is in his court! Stay tuned for new material! 

Happy New Year, Everyone!!!! 

Good News Bad News

Hi. 

The good news is I have an outfit to wear for my date tonight. 

The bad news is that I don't have a date tonight. 

Homeboy had to cancel.

He had mentioned to me Tuesday that he was flying to NY on Wednesday for work. 

I asked if he would be back in time and he said yes. 

Things changed, shit shows happened, and he's not coming back till Friday. 

Boo.

However, we did plan to reschedule for next week. 

I'll keep you posted. 

Tomorrow Night Is The Night

Yep, that's right; tomorrow is Date Night. 

I'm excited and apprehensive at the same time.

I'm kind of like "Eh, here we gooooooo again. Wonder what is in store this time?" 

And I'm also like "I sure hope this is fun!!!! He seems like a really fun guy!" 

However, I did find some.... um.... incriminating evidence.... yesterday out there on the "internets". You could say I "gathered intelligence," or at least that's what I like to call it rather than saying "I stalked the shit out of this guy." It kind of made me lose confidence in meeting him; well not kind of, it definitely left a bad taste in my mouth. 

I'll keep ya posted as to how it goes!!!! 

December

I know, I know, I know. 

My posts have been far and few between in the past few months.

Mostly cause, well, there's very little to write about. 

So, here's an attempt at catching up. 

I do have a date coming up next week. He's one of the guys I have been talking to that I mentioned last week. I'm kind of excited, but I am not having high hopes since there is some distance between us. However, he seems like a fun guy (fungi! I wonder if he's a cremini) and outgoing. I'll give it a shot, but have my guard up about the whole thing. 

As for the other dude I was talking to, it went something like this:

He asked if I wanted to get drinks this past weekend. I said yes and that any day would work.

Well, prior to that, he asked me a question which might be my biggest pet peeve of online dating.

"So, have you gone out on a lot of dates with guys from this site?" 

Buddy, it is NONE of your business how many guys I've gone on dates with from online dating. I'm not going to tell you, "Oh yea, I go out on lots of dates. I've even started a blog about it! If you're lucky, you'll make it on there!" Well, he got lucky cause he's now on here, but not in a good way. 

So then I didn't hear from him after he asked about drinks. I decided to send him my number. This is the text convo we had:

"Hey sorry things been hectic. This is "Aaron" from [online dating site]. So I want be honest I kind of started talking to someone and want to see where it goes." 

Talking.... not seeing? You've been TALKING to this girl who has blown you away so much that you are blowing me off for drinks? Right. 

My reply: "Well, best of luck to you then"

HIS REPLY: "Thanks. if want talk maybe hang out as friends would still be cool talk."

Buddy, I am not on this site to make friends. I have enough guy friends. If I wanted to make new friends, I'd go join a kickball team or play golf or something that involves meeting new people NOT ONLINE. 

What is wrong with some folks? I appreciate the honesty, however, use some tact. Good googa mooga. 

Anyways, I got this message this past week. Thought it was a tad funny:

"By any chance did you happen to do the Run For Your Lives around Halloween this year? It was really fun! 5K ... with mud and obstacles ... and zombies."

I didn't know I gave off the "I think zombies are the shit" vibe. 

So, that's my life in a nutshell. "Help, I'm trapped in a nut shell!" 

I'm not sure if you noticed, but I kind of like puns. 

The Toilet Situation

So, last time I left you, I was very unsure as to what was going on with my life and quite done with this whole dating thing.

Eh, well I still kind of am, but not. Not everything has gone down the crapper (ba-dum-shhh). Over the past week, there has been more talk between "Tom" and I and it seems to have picked up, again. One thing I think I'm having a hard time dealing with is that things between us are going kind of "slow" for my liking and I've had a really hard time trying to figure out what the hell is going on. But... it has been good for me to be taking things at a slower pace; something that I haven't really experienced with previous relationships.

"Tom" and I have kept in touch over the past week and tried to get together this past weekend but that fell through. Really fell. Fell right down into the crapper. Literally.

"Tom" was out of town this weekend but asked me Sunday about hanging out later that night. I said sure, come on over, and was expecting him almost any minute. Well, a minute turned into several minutes, which turned into a half hour, which turned into an hour, and then hours. That's right; he never showed up. I. was. pissed. Livid, really. 

Back up a few days, I had been wondering just how into me he really is and have had a lot of trouble being convinced that someone actually is attracted to me. This is an insecurity that I've been trying to work on and trying to muster up some sense that someone out there in this ocean, there is another fish that digs this fish, baggage and all.

Anyways, I didn't hear from him the rest of the night. I was really confused, oh yea, and pissed off. Did he decide he didn't want to come over? Did he fall asleep? Did his roommates drag him into something? What the heck is going on? I kinda freaked.

I texted him an hour later asking if everything was alright. Nada.

Next day; generally if I text him late, he'll respond the next morning. However, I didn't get anything. I was even more pissed. I have had this happen to me so many times and have been jerked around so much that frankly, I'm over it. I'm tired of dating, tired of playing games, tired of it all. I was vowing to take a long hiatus from the dating world if I never heard from him again.

So, of course I discussed and digested the situation with my close cohorts. Do I text him again? Do I call him? Do I wait? What do I do? And here is what I decided: to do nothing. That's right, I waited. I decided that if he wanted to come around and explain himself, he can and I will let him know that this behavior will not be tolerated. Otherwise, it's not worth my time and energy to go fishing after him for a half ass explanation.

And that is exactly what happened folks. Later that afternoon, he came around and I got a text from him. And it read:

"Hey!! I dropped my phone in the toliet last night.... I don't have your number [written down, I assume] either and I forgot which apt u are!! Sorry. Just got it fixed..."

Ok, I wasn't sure what to believe. I was like.... really? He dropped it in the toilet? Should I really believe this? This is absurd. What kind of excuse is this?

Then I thought about it. I've dropped my phone in the toilet, and more times than I'd like to admit. I decided it must be somewhat true, and knowing him as much that I do, this was entirely possible and I knew he was unsure as to which apartment I live in.  But I wasn't sure how to respond. So I came up with this:

"Hahahahahahahhahah oh lordy"

I mean, what else was I supposed to say? I could have been a huge bitch and been like "Really? Then prove it." but I didn't want to be like that. I kept my cool.

So, then we texted throughout the evening and the convo went well. I then found the confidence in me to believe that perhaps he really did drop it in the toilet. However, after that evening, I didn't hear from him. Back to being confused.

Wednesday afternoon, I decided I'd shoot him a text. He has been looking for a new car so I was curious if he was successful in finding one. He responded back with that he had found one, but he would text me more after work. And he did. We went back and forth and finally I enticed him to come hang out with watching regular tv and some wine. I think it was more the wine than the tv that got him.

He came over and it was awkward. I opened the door and he walked in. What was I supposed to do? Hug him? Kiss him? Tackle him? Do nothing? So, nothing I did. I had already poured myself some wine so when he got there I poured himself a glass, too.

Then we sat on either side of the couch. Yes, I'm in middle school. I wasn't sure what to do because I was so nervous that he was actually here, living and breathing, in my living room, on my couch. It was awkward at first but I tried to make chit-chat to sound like I was interested in him. After a while, we got more comfortable around one another and things clicked. By the end of the evening we were cuddled up on my couch and watching one of my favorite shows. Overall, it turned into a successful evening.

Lesson learned: to trust more. I think I need to trust in others more, as well as myself. With time, I think this will get better and I'll learn that not everyone is an asshole. Time does amazing things for tricky situations and especially so when it comes to dating and relationships.

Third date's a charm.

Had date #3 with "Tom," and it went well!

Earlier that day, I woke up at an ungodly hour of 5:15 am for no good reason. I couldn't fall back asleep, and by the time I was ready to shut my eyes again, it was time for me to start getting ready for work. Work was work, and that afternoon we had a "staff meeting" in which we open a few bottles of wine. I think the wine helped me relax my nerves a bit, but once I got home I was rushing around trying to clean things up and get myself ready. "Tom" was running a bit late due to car troubles, so it was good that I had the extra time to get things done.

We first met up at the metro and hopped on to go have us some of the best burgers ever. He had never been to this joint and I couldn't WAIT to take him since he mentioned burgers are one of his favorite things to eat. And it was a hit!!! We got there at just the right time; before the dinner rush. We stood in line, looked over the menu and picked out the best burger for ourselves. We got our number and LUCKILY found a table; probably one of the hardest things to do in this place since its small and always busy.

He seemed to enjoy himself because: 1. there was very little talking and 2. he DOWNED that burger. There was NOTHING left on that plate. I was still half way through mine when I looked over and noticed he had one bite left. These burgers are 10 ounces of amazingness and there really isn't much room for anything else once consumed. We sat there in our food comas for a bit and chatted about... whatever came to mind.

I feel like we're reaching that awkward spot of we got past all the stuff we wanted to know about each other, or the interview period. Now, I feel like it was a little difficult to chat because we don't have that common background and really anything to go off from. We're complete strangers meeting via online and that's the biggest thing we have in common. We don't have mutual friends, we didn't go to the same school, and hell, we're not even from the same area. So it's hard to find things to relate with one another on other than "What food do you like?" "Burgers." "I like burgers too."

Aside from that weird feeling, I really do like this guy a lot. I like hanging out with him mostly because I feel like myself when I'm around him. He's goofy, caring, respectful, but still can be ridiculous and a bit of a smart aleck, so I like how balanced he is. I really do enjoy his company even if we might not always have something really interesting to talk about; he puts in an effort and it shows. We're still getting to know one another better and I think with time we'll feel each other out and that connection will become stronger and the awkward phase will go away.

Anyways, after we finished dinner and let things settle, we decided to walk back along the main road and just kind of took in what was around us. Since he is still new to the area, he's still unfamiliar with where things are, so it was fun pointing out my favorite spots and discovering new places together. We eventually decided to go to this wine bar off the main drag that I had been to once before and really liked. When we walked in, there were no open tables, nor any spots at the bar, so we had to stand. My feet were KILLING me after walking up hill for a mile in "cute" boots that weren't the best walking shoes. I got a glass of white and he got a sampler of three whites. It's a nice little wine bar that's fun for dates, out of town visitors, or just catching up with friends. Once we finished that, we decided to go back to his place real quick to pick up the bottle of wine we bought the week before on our second date, and then headed over to my place to enjoy it on my balcony. Overall, it was a nice and relaxing evening, especially since I have a slight cold and we both woke up way too early for our liking.

After we parted ways, we had chatted about possibly getting together saturday evening, but beacause we both had things going on earlier that day, we didn't end up meeting up. Another date has yet to be set, but I'm still as anxious and excited to see him again as I was the first and second time. I'm not sure if its obvious, but I kinda really like this guy. :)

We'll see what happens!

Date Night! Round 3!

Tonight is Date Night! 

"Tom" and I are going on our third date tonight.

We were going to go get our golf on, however someone's car had to go into the shop and can no longer drive. 

So, I suggested we get burgers instead. 

Not just any burgers, but the best burger I've ever had. Seriously. 

I'm not sure what we are going to do afterwards, but we'll be in serious food comas. 

Whatever we end up doing, hopefully it doesn't require much movement nor consumption of anything else. 

Maybe we'll just sit there. In silence. Taking in all that is burger. 

Mmm. 

"Tom" is awesome.

After successful 1st and 2nd dates, "Tom" and I will be going on our THIRD date this Friday!

We coordinated last night to see what day might work best for each other and picked Friday. A time hasn't been set, but then again, it's fairly early in the week. Either way, I am so excited to see this guy again! 

I'll keep ya posted if anything changes!!!

"Tom" Date #2

Last night I had my second date with "Tom."

Before the date happened, I was ECSTATIC to see him again. There was something about him that I felt like really clicked between us. I was SO NERVOUS about what to wear, I even made an emergency mall shopping trip to find SOMETHING that I would feel comfortable in. After showing my roommate about 5 different cardigans with one top, and then trying on different tops after that, I finally settled on a sweater, jeans, and wedge sandals; whew.

Finally, 6pm rolled around and I started to get really nervous/excited. I finally got a text from him that he was downstairs in his car. I flew out the door and headed on down; I haven't been this excited in so long! I walked on over to his car, hopped in and we were off! We first headed to what we thought was going to be a wine bar, but it was actually a wine/beer/cheese shop that offered free tastings. After looking over the store and trying a few tastings, we decided to buy a bottle of white for a later time/date. Since the place wasn't what we were expecting, we decided to go across the street and grab a bite to eat.

Dinner was nice; conversation seemed to flow well and I just felt like I really connect with this guy. We sat outside since it was cool but not freezing; my ideal weather. I just really enjoy "Tom's" company and feel so much like myself when we are hanging out (even thought it's been twice now). We wrapped up dinner and discussed what was going on later that evening. Some friends and I talked about meeting up at a bar so I invited "Tom" out with us; not sure if this was my best move inviting a guy I had met TWICE to meet some of my closest friends. However, he was down for going out and if we were going to see each other any more down the line, he's eventually going to meet my friends. First, we swung by his place to drop off the bottle of wine where I walked into the living room with all of his roommates sitting there. I. Felt. Nervous. Not only was I nervous about seeing him again, I was NOT anticipating meeting his roommates.

They seemed like cool guys and to help break the ice I mentioned how "Tom" showed me a picture of one of them in his halloween costume; Borat. Yes, the thong swimsuit. "Tom" showed me this picture before dinner, which did kind of kill my appetite for a few minutes. Since we then had something to discuss, it made me at least feel a little more comfortable. However, we didn't stay long and decided to head to the bar early.

Meeting friends for the first time is so awkward. I was not anticipating this happening so soon, but it did. And it went alright! However, I felt like we weren't all able to talk since it was loud and we were kind of sprawled along the bar. After getting enough drinks in us, we headed to the dance floor. We got our bogey on. I got mine on so much that I totally bit it on the dance floor. I went down hard and fast. I couldn't believe that I totally just fell flat on my ass in front of this guy who I was totally crushing on. Good job, me. "Tom," helped me up and we laughed it off and kept dancing the night away. At the end of the night, everyone dispersed and we went on our marry ways.

I really like this guy. I'm not sure if there was enough interaction with "Tom" and my friends, but I'm hoping in time that they get to know him better and see what I see. I haven't felt this comfortable around someone in my life. He's weird just like how I can be weird. He's sarcastic how I'm sarcastic. We can joke about pretty much anything and know that in the right light, anything can have humor (almost anything). I'm just so happy I have finally met someone who has as much energy as I do and wants to have fun with everything they do. FINALLY.

"Tom" and I have other plans this weekend and said we'd keep in touch and plan something for later this week. I know there is that bottle of wine sitting in his fridge so I'm hoping we can crack that baby open now that its sufficiently chilled, just like our butterflies.

Date Night!

It's Date Night!!! 

I am SUPER excited to see "Tom" again and I hope it goes just as well as it did on Wednesday. 

Can't wait to report back!!! :D

"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.

On a roll

Alright folks, it looks like this fish got her groove back.

I have a date tonight. I'm excited. I will, of course, report back. 

Hold tight. 

Date with "Peter 2" aka with a gift from God... of himself.

Alrighty, so I went. Saturday's date was with a gift from God... of himself. This guy came off as if he's hot stuff. I beg to differ.

We texted on Friday and decided on my suggestion for a place to meet and a time. Woo.

Saturday afternoon I got a text from him.

Him: We still good for tonight?

Me: Yep! Does it still work for you?

Him: Yep.

Um, we talked the day before and I ended it with "See you tomorrow!" So.... I am not sure why he felt the need to confirm, AGAIN, the day of, that we were still meeting.

I was not excited for this date by any means. I even contemplated canceling the date completely. Before hand, I got sushi with a friend so I was nice and full before the date and there was no room to eat. I really didn't care about this date and I didn't even wash my hair; that's how much I didn't care. Apparently my cleanliness level is directly proportional to that of my interest in a guy. Hot.

I got back from sushi and started to get ready, but was starting to run late. When I was on my way, I texted him to let him know that I was running a few minutes late but I would be there soon. This was at 7:50pm and we were meeting at 8pm. At least I had the courtesy to let him know I was running behind.

His reply: If the professor is 15 minutes late to class then it is canceled. ;)

I was pissed. This was pretty rude of him, and I understand the attempt at humor, but buddy, who are you? God? I'm running just a few minutes late, not an hour. Life happens; you get stuck at red lights and behind slow cars. There is nothing I can do about it.

I replied: I should be there in 5 min but only if I don't keep getting every red light.

His reply: No worries. I'm jamming out to 80s in my car just text me when u get here ill meet u out front.

My reply: Parking now. (literally sent this right after his text.... timing couldnt have been more perfect.... for that at least.)

Ok, so I haven't even MET this guy at this point and I can't believe I'm still going on this date.

I was 7 minutes late; how dare I run so late.... eh.

I am waiting out front and don't see him; where the hell is this guy? Then he comes stroooooolling around the corner at probably the slowest, leisurely pace I've ever seen. Ok, buddy, I get the point. First thought; this guy is so much better looking in person than he appeared in his pictures. Whew.

We hug hello and make our way inside to the restaurant which was much more crowded than I anticipated. I asked the hostess if the bar area was "seat yourself" which it was. We found a place along side a wall and staked out our territory. We agreed to get a beer sampler since the restaurant brews its own beer. As I waited, I was thinking, hmm, this isn't as bad as I anticipated. Finally, the bartender brought over the sampler to where he was standing at the bar, but then I noticed..... he was closing out his tab.

Well, I guess the sampler was it. He clearly wasn't anticipating anymore drinks past the 5 small beers we ordered.

He picked up the sampler and brought it over to where I was standing. That's when the date really began. And it was pleasant! I honestly was quite impressed with his actually self. Conversation seemed to flow pretty well and we seemed to have a lot to talk about. I was starting to warm up to this guy and thought, "Hmm, he's not that bad looking and I feel like we are connecting some. This is a pleasant surprise!"

After a little while, he excused himself to the restroom, and proceeded with the slowest pace ever. It was so weird.

I checked my phone and just about an hour had passed. We were almost done with our beers, so I wasn't quite sure what was going to happen next.

Once he returned we continued talking for a little while longer and finished the last of the beer. Then he announced that he had to get going because he had to be in DC by 9:30pm. He asked if I thought he could get there by 9:30pm and I asked, "Well, what part are you going to?"

Him: "Uhh, I'm not sure, I'm just entering the address into my GPS. But do you think I could make it by then?"

Me: "Um, do you know what part at least? Like Chinatown or.... something.....?"

Him: "Uhhh.... Georgetown."

So then I proceeded to ramble a little and tried to instill confidence that he could make it by 9:30pm to Georgetown.

We headed out the door and did a quick hug goodbye in which he said "It was night to meet you. Have a good evening."

Ok, so this guy KNEW he had to leave by 9pm ish in order to be on time at his next "appointment" of 9:30pm in the city. He did not mention this ONCE that he had somewhere to be later that night.

My question is this; why did he suggest a time of 8pm and only give the date an hour's worth of time when he had another commitment?

To me, this guy was a straight up douche. First, he does a half ass job at scheduling the date to begin with, and has the nerve to suggest me coming out HIS way, TWICE. Then, he's rude about the fact that I'm running just a few minutes late (I was a grand total of 7 minutes late). Then, he announces he has another engagement and has to bounce. Buddy, why did you even want to meet in the first place?

Clearly, you are not putting in a lot of effort because maybe you got burned in the past and don't want to waste your time. And let me tell you; I hear ya on that one. I don't want to waste MY TIME either. Maybe if you gave me a reason to be excited about this date, it would have gone better.

This is why I am over men.

"Jeremy"

Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrre we go! "Jeremy"

Alrighty folks, it has been a WHILE but I'm here to report a date I had last night with "Jeremy."

"Jeremy" and I have been talking for a couple of weeks and because of unforeseen circumstances, we were finally able to meet this week. We decided to meet in front of a metro stop and decide from there as where to go. I was running on time, go me!, and thankfully so was the metro. When I popped out of the metro, I received a text saying he was in front of the apple stand; apparently there is a farmers' market every Wednesday evening, who knew! So I looked around for said apple tent and ba-bam, there he was.

He looked exactly like what he looked in pictures, whew! He is just taller than I am with heels on and was pretty cute! He's a skinny guy, but not so much that I felt terribly uncomfortable with my curvaceous bod. We chatted for a bit and decided to check out a new restaurant that has opened up a few weeks ago. As we walked over, I felt pretty comfortable talking with him and not as nervous as I have been with other dates. He was a really positive, happy-go-lucky guy and it showed immediately.

We decided to sit outside and take advantage of the nice weather that the day had presented itself. There was a choice of two outdoor seating areas, so we picked the one further away from the busy street which was perfect. There was a fire pit that we sat near and the sun was just past the other side of the building so it wasn't in our eyes. We opened up the extensive drink menu and my indecisive self had a hard time picking the right drink. Luckily, we had a great, patient waitress who helped us narrow down our choices.

Once we ordered our drinks, conversation began. It went great. We had majored in the same thing in undergrad and had lots of stories to exchange. Everything flowed effortlessly from topic to topic and there were very few awkward, silent moments. He was funny, witty, and a very interesting individual; I was quite impressed. After a while, I started thinking, "This is a really nice guy. I wonder if he's too nice for me because I know sometimes I can be a down-right bitch."

We got another round of drinks and decided to split the sushi appetizer which was DELICIOUS! We're both in the same sushi boat in that we've had it a few times, but are still new to it and don't always know what to order. You could say when it comes to sushi, we're both fish out of water, ba-dum-shhhh. Ok, I'll stop. Conversation continued to go great and I was really impressed with how awesome this guy is as an individual. However (the more pleasant "but,"), I couldn't tell if he would make a better friend or if things would go well dating wise between us. He was really awesome, but I wasn't quite sure if there was the right chemistry between us. I was physically attracted to him and personality wise I thought he was hilarious, but I wasn't sure if he is the right balance for me. Other than that, he is a pretty cool dude.

We decided to get the check and head on out. He immediately swiped for the check when it was delivered to our table and I was thinking, "Whoa there killer. Do I have a guy for you to teach him how to be aggressive as you were just now," aka, "Dave" the worst date ever. Anyways, we both stopped by the restrooms which were conversation pieces in of itself. They had tvs mounted in the mirrors and the coolest hand-dryers I've ever seen. We crossed the street to the metro where we hugged goodbye and chatted a bit about seeing each other again. I said "So, we'll keep in touch?" and he said "Yea, definitely. How does your week look next week?"  I replied with, "Very open and flexible!" So we said goodbye and parted ways.

Overall, it was a really nice date. So nice that I really don't have much of a story to tell you other than..... it was a really nice date. I hope to see him again once more and see where it leads to!! I'll keep ya posted my fellow swimmers!

New Date!!

Helloooooooo! 

Alrighty, I have another date set up for Wednesday. 

Hopefully this guy doesn't cancel on me! 

Btw, I never heard back from the other guy from last week. 

Apparently another day means never. 

Date Night!!

^ This is me right now. 

It is date night, tonight. I am pretty pumped and excited to see what is in store for this evening. 

Wooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!