And yet another date...

Apparently some of you are eagerly waiting for this blog...sorry! I've been very busy at work this morning, thus the delay. And by "very busy," I mean planning my black Friday shopping.

Anyway...Rick emailed me yesterday with three options for dinner. Out of the three, I chose Italian. I mean, who can pass up Italian? Dinner was at 6:30. I was a little frantic due to a last minute rescue mission I had to perform. At lunch yesterday, I get a call from my friends' sister. Turns out that she, my friend, my friend's husband, and their kid were stranded in the middle of nowhere about an hour and a half east of where I live. They were flying their plane from Salt Lake to CA and an engine blew out, so they had to make an emergency landing. And the "airport" where they landed was really an unmanned airstrip in the middle of nowhere. So I rescued them.

Where was I...

Oh, frantic. So I'm a planner, and the rescue mission was obviously an unforeseen kink...not that it was any trouble, but I had to make some adjustments to my game plan. Plus I was freaked out by their experience enough to where I needed a drink. An nice Italian dinner with wine was just what I needed. We have no trouble talking to each other, no awkward silence, nothing like that. We didn't even end up leaving until after 9. He walked me back to my car, gave me a hug, and I offered to cook dinner for him on Sunday. I was wondering if he was going to try and make any sort of move, but it would have been really awkward in the fully lit parking lot, so I was okay when he didn't. So I'll be seeing him again on Sunday and I'm definitely looking forward to it.

And by the way, he now sends me emails every morning with a summary of the major local, regional, world, and sports news...I then forward this to my co-workers, so they all really like him too :)

Date with Rick

I got a text from Rick on Saturday. He had four date ideas, all good, and wanted me to pick. Bowling was an option and the obvious choice. He then called ahead to find a bowling alley that didn't have league play going on. That's right folks, we've got a planner. It was so refreshing to have someone take charge and figure out the details for once! Bowling was fun. We played five games (which seems like a lot, but goes really fast with only two people). He won 3,I won 2. No, I didn't let him win.

Bowling alley observations:

*There was a lovely lesbian couple in the lane next to us. I'm pretty sure the boy one was hitting on me. S/he talked to me a lot.

*There was a man who had a front mullet...as in a beard that was braided at his chin, and was easily a foot long.

*Next time I bowl I am going to wear pajama pants, a flannel shirt, and a raiders jersey over the flannel shirt. I feel I didn't fit in with my crazy outfit of jeans and a polo shirt.

Anyway, everything went really well. At the end of the evening he asked if I wanted to get together some time that week. I don't know if I've ever been asked out for a future date while still on the date. I liked it, at least from him. Luckily I did want to go out again. So Tuesday it is...and of course, I'll keep you posted.

21 hours and 31 minutes

21 hours and 31 minutes.

That's how long it took. For what? For IJL Rick to text me, that's what! Anything under 24 hours tells me that he's not into stupid games, a la waiting three days to call. In a nutshell, he told me he had a great time and he hoped I did too.

Since I'm moving tomorrow and Saturday, the weekend is sort of crazy for me, but it looks like we're meeting up on Sunday evening. I have no idea what we'll do, and I'm hoping he'll take the reins and plan something...I'm definitely ready for a "take charge" kind of guy.

Huh, these people might be on to something...

Last night was my date with Rick, the guy from IJL. Really it was more of a first meeting than a date, since it was just for drinks. I have to say it went very well! He was cute, although a little smaller than I prefer. He also looked older than 28. But still cute. My first impression was that he was very polite (as in if I was talking and he wanted to add something, he would say it, then apologize for cutting in) and nice. He seems intelligent and well-mannered and all that good stuff. We also have a lot in common in terms of interests. He has a dog for which he has joint custody with his parents (as he describes it), so he understood my whole cat thing. We ended up talking about everything from brothels to football, and by the time we left it was 9:30. Yep, we had been there for three hours.

Now he's the potentially awkward part about IJL. At the end of the date, it is up to us to exchange contact info. If we don't, we can't get it from IJL. It made me sort of nervous towards the end, not knowing if he would ask for my info...not that I didn't think he would, but you never know, right? As we were getting up to leave he asked if I would like to get together some time, so I gave him my info. It's funny, we both hate the phone, so he told me he'd send a text message or email, and I told him that was perfect.

So now the waiting game begins...how long before I hear from him? I know, that's the age-old question.

Tomorrow...

The It's Just Lunch (IJL) people have confirmed my date for tomorrow...it's at6:30 at a local trendy bar/restaurant place. Apparently Rick, my match, is really excited about it and even offered to drive here (he lives about 20 minutes away). Wish me luck!

A new date and a new direction

Hmm, what are you guys going to be more excited about, a new date or a new direction? I guess I'll start with the shorter story- the new date.

The new date. He's someone I met the old-fashioned way, on match.com. We chatted online a little bit last week, then got busy, then managed to arrange a date for next week. I don't know a ton about him other than that he's cute and a lawyer. And from Detroit. So I'll call him Detroit. Our date is tentatively scheduled for Thursday, so I'll keep you posted.

The new direction. Having been somewhat disappointed in the online dating experience, I've decided to try something new. It's called It's Just Lunch. Heard of it? It's a matchmaking service where the idea is you only meet up for lunch or drinks after work, and that's it. If you like the person you exchange info at the end of your date. Then you call and give your feedback to your matchmaker, and they take that into account when making your next match. I was a little skeptical for various reasons, so I only signed up for a 4 month trial. I'm guaranteed at least one match every three weeks, but can get them much more often than that if I so desire.

I was told they would call me Monday with my first match (I just went and met with them today at lunch), so I was pleasantly surprised when they called this afternoon. My first match is named Rick and he's an attorney as well (I have to use their real names because that's basically all I know about the person). So I said I'd give him a try ("accept the match") and am waiting to hear if he does the same. From that point, It's Just Lunch will call and make a reservation for us somewhere. I just show up, give the hostess my name, and he will do the same, and we'll magically end up at the same table. I'm really looking forward to see what comes of this service. And best of all for my three readers is that there will once again be fresh material! Lucky you!

Sexydateman speaks...

Sexydateman and I have had a back-and-forth dialogue regarding what a "sexy date" is...which quickly got very sidelined to french fries and canadians:

Sexydateman:
"A sexy date, also known as an "American Date" is where I pick you up in my automobile and take you to an American restaurant for a sexy dinner to be followed by drinks and cavorting. Cavorting is also referred to as Kareoke when I am drunk. lol Ok, I've told you my story whats Your idea of a sexy date?"

Me:
"So it's sort of like a normal date..."

Sexydateman:
"Oohh. The one upper on me. Well sure theres always softly speaking french soft things. Yes I am aware I'm rambling. And I don't speak french. I like french fries... but no hablo el frencho. If you feel you'd like to speak softly to me whether in a language I understand or in one that I do not... there may be room for negotiation."

Me:
"Are there people who don't love french fries?"

Sexydateman:
"Those ones go on Canadian dates. Not as cool but at least it comes with healthcare"

Me:
"Hmm, what happens on Canadian dates? Let me guess...they say "aye" a lot...and remain neutral.."

Sexydateman:
"Yes its a lot of jokes that dont make sence and listening to celine dion. What a sweet sweet life those canadians live. Alright. enuf canadian bacon and katana french fries. Would you like to grab a drink? Let me know my calendar is busy with staying warm and watching the hallmark channel..."

Me:
"Um, what about my sexy date?"

Sexy dating?

You will all be happy to hear that I've reactivated my match.com profile...although this time I'm going to take it easy and not just go out with every guy who asks. I got an email tonight from someone who lives out of the area, but will be in my town for a couple of months for business. Here is his email:

Hi,

In browsing through the profiles for your city I came across yours. You're very attractive. I'm in town for the next couple of months on business and am staying at the posh Courtyard Marriott. Perhaps you've heard of it ;) Anyways, I think you're very hot, I enjoyed your profile, I'm in town. Haha, I'm not very good at online messages for sexy dating. If you're interested let me know. My email is xxxxx@hotmail.com.
Ciao

S

Will someone please explain to me what "sexy dating" is? Is it where we both wear lingerie all night and speak in soft voices? Perhaps with French accents? Or is this some new term for "date ending with sex"? I'm guessing it's the latter.

But here's the best part- I emailed him and asked. All I said was "What's 'sexy dating'?" Can't wait for the response...

Recent happenings

I know, I'm a bad blogger...it's been a while since I've posted anything. In my defense, it's hard to update a dating blog without any actual dates...

*I had a date. Well, a coffee date, which is really more of a meeting than a date. He was pretty cute, in that dumb jock sort of way (not that he was dumb, but he was a jock). We only met up for about 45 minutes or so. At the end of the "date" he asked me for my number. I texted him later in the day to thank him again for the coffee. Never heard back.

*Did I mention that I have a cute personal trainer? Don't think I did...I call him Trainer McToothy. He has what are called "summer teeth" (at least according to L); you know, some are here, some are there. Instead of two teeth of equal size in the front he has one really big one and one really small one. So it sort of looks like he just has one tooth, front and center, instead of two. Anyway, I enjoy watching him as he demonstrates the exercise I'm going to do. And after all, isn't that what trainers are for?

*I almost burst out into hysterics at karate last night. We were doing our warm-ups, and due to the odd number of people in the class I had no partner. So cute karate instructor was my partner. He instructed me to lay down, which I gladly did. Then he stood, with his legs spread apart, directly over my head. A question came to my mind: why must karate uniforms be so darn loose?