Lesson Learned: back massage always earns brownie points...as long as it is good
Date #7: Really a continuation of date number #5 (Asian Persuassion). Came over tonight and we went and got some coffee. Between the two of us we managed to use up the remiander of our gift cards. Then we went for a dip in the spa. Lovely night, just right for a dip. Too bad the coffee didn't agree with me but thank goodness for the bubbling jets. I think he thinks I am big nerd though, I referenced Star Wars and Marvel Comics in one conversation. I haven't told him about my days as a sex health educator...yet. Anyways, had a nice time together, opened up a bit more to each other and he was very suave and I mean suave. It was actually really nice as I appreciate someone who takes it slow. All in all, I think he has earned a third date. Cats aren't sure about him though. Cosmo hid.
February 18, 2007
February 11, 2007
Date #6
Lesson Learned: Patience is always rewarded...
Going back to Date #1, we learned that my shoes make my feet bleed and they did so on that particular date with that particular person. I never thought I would hear from him again but I have waited a year for him and now was my chance. So I sent him a text and low and behold he called and we met up Saturday night. He came over for dinner and since I had my mother shouting at me from SF about always cooking enough food for a small army, I cooked a hug meal for two and was very fearful that there wouldn't be enough food for him. Of course there was and now I have leftovers. Like a gentleman, he rinsed all the dishes while I changed into a salsa appropriate outfit (something you move in that accents your chest) and we headed off to the club at around 9:30. Danced all night, had a way too powerful Amaretto Sour and bumped into too many people. Around 12:30, we went out to the dance floor to dance again and mid song this chick with crazy stripper stilettos was turning and her heel landed on my toe. As she moved it, it created this large gash in my toe. It hurt like hell but I kept dancing until the end of the song. Don't ask, crazy dancer mentality. We did leave after that song due to injury and what the hell? everytime I see him I bleed. This is not good.
Came back to my place and had a grand ol' time. Cats were okay with him, I think they liked Date #4 (Kim Jong Il) a lot more. Date #6 left at 4:00 a.m. Yipee!
I am now exahusted. Next weekend there are no dates lined up yet...
Going back to Date #1, we learned that my shoes make my feet bleed and they did so on that particular date with that particular person. I never thought I would hear from him again but I have waited a year for him and now was my chance. So I sent him a text and low and behold he called and we met up Saturday night. He came over for dinner and since I had my mother shouting at me from SF about always cooking enough food for a small army, I cooked a hug meal for two and was very fearful that there wouldn't be enough food for him. Of course there was and now I have leftovers. Like a gentleman, he rinsed all the dishes while I changed into a salsa appropriate outfit (something you move in that accents your chest) and we headed off to the club at around 9:30. Danced all night, had a way too powerful Amaretto Sour and bumped into too many people. Around 12:30, we went out to the dance floor to dance again and mid song this chick with crazy stripper stilettos was turning and her heel landed on my toe. As she moved it, it created this large gash in my toe. It hurt like hell but I kept dancing until the end of the song. Don't ask, crazy dancer mentality. We did leave after that song due to injury and what the hell? everytime I see him I bleed. This is not good.
Came back to my place and had a grand ol' time. Cats were okay with him, I think they liked Date #4 (Kim Jong Il) a lot more. Date #6 left at 4:00 a.m. Yipee!
I am now exahusted. Next weekend there are no dates lined up yet...
Date #4-6 aka 3 dates in 24 hours
What a whirlwind weekend! 3 dates in 24 hours is postively exausting but a great boost to one's ego.
Date #4
Date (Kim Jong Il) arrived 20 minutes early. I was still straightening my hair and wasn't even dressed. Had to tell him to wait 10 miutes in the car, not a good start. However he did pick me up in super nice car (for once) and we went to a movie and dinner. Movie was scary to say the least (Hannibal Rising) and no I didn't jump in his lap; and dinner was interesting. We walked into the restaurant and while being escorted to our table who do we see but my white trash neighbors. We ended up sitting right behind them. Needless to say I was completely preoccupied by this siutation for the enitre dinner. I was also sitting on the crack in the booth so that was uncomfortable. I had a salad and when my date commented on how little I eat he patted my stomach at the same time. Don't understand that move. White trash neighbors never saw us, better off that way. Date came back to the house and we talked for a while, he stared at my chest, he liked the cats and the cats liked him which was a good sign. Mr. Il went home at around 1:00 a.m.
Lesson Learned: to be determined
Date #5
Meet this one on-line. We will call him the Asian Persuassion (thanks Zona). Nice guy, had lunch on Sat. at Gabbi's in Orange. First off, he comented on my hair and how it was straight not curly and then inquired about how long it took to straighten. Converstaion was okay, he likes outdoor sports and going to dingy bars. He owns his own business selling aftermarket parts for BMWs , etc. He dressed in a pseudo asian rocker/OC style which was nice. I seem to be on rough rider streak. We talked a lot about martial arts and comdex in vegas. Mentioned that I have a jacuzzi and he is welcome to come anytime and use it. I kid you not he called about half an hour ago and left a message about getting together to use it. Hhmmm...
Lesson learned: have jacuzzi and they will come
Date #6 gets it's own post...
Date #4
Date (Kim Jong Il) arrived 20 minutes early. I was still straightening my hair and wasn't even dressed. Had to tell him to wait 10 miutes in the car, not a good start. However he did pick me up in super nice car (for once) and we went to a movie and dinner. Movie was scary to say the least (Hannibal Rising) and no I didn't jump in his lap; and dinner was interesting. We walked into the restaurant and while being escorted to our table who do we see but my white trash neighbors. We ended up sitting right behind them. Needless to say I was completely preoccupied by this siutation for the enitre dinner. I was also sitting on the crack in the booth so that was uncomfortable. I had a salad and when my date commented on how little I eat he patted my stomach at the same time. Don't understand that move. White trash neighbors never saw us, better off that way. Date came back to the house and we talked for a while, he stared at my chest, he liked the cats and the cats liked him which was a good sign. Mr. Il went home at around 1:00 a.m.
Lesson Learned: to be determined
Date #5
Meet this one on-line. We will call him the Asian Persuassion (thanks Zona). Nice guy, had lunch on Sat. at Gabbi's in Orange. First off, he comented on my hair and how it was straight not curly and then inquired about how long it took to straighten. Converstaion was okay, he likes outdoor sports and going to dingy bars. He owns his own business selling aftermarket parts for BMWs , etc. He dressed in a pseudo asian rocker/OC style which was nice. I seem to be on rough rider streak. We talked a lot about martial arts and comdex in vegas. Mentioned that I have a jacuzzi and he is welcome to come anytime and use it. I kid you not he called about half an hour ago and left a message about getting together to use it. Hhmmm...
Lesson learned: have jacuzzi and they will come
Date #6 gets it's own post...
Date #3
Supposed to meet Mr. X at a restaurant in Tustin and got stood up. Went hme and watched three hourse of CSI Miami with the cats.
Lesson Learned: pretending to talk on the cell phone while waiting from someone is a good trick.
Lesson Learned: pretending to talk on the cell phone while waiting from someone is a good trick.
January 9, 2007
Date #2.5
Lesson Learned: Know what an underwriter is and beware of anyone who asks scenarios questions.
Story: meet guy on-line. Sent me an e-mail and we corresponded. Met for coffee (it was good coffee). He wanted to apple cider (not a fan of apple cider, it make me sick) but they were out. Talked about Disneyland, Star Wars, Red Cross, being Jewish, Beauty and the Geek, the Economist, and oh yes... insurance. When I asked him point blank "do you consider yourself a geek?" he answered that he had geek qualities. He plays video games about once a day, and here is clincher: is looking for girls that have the 3 S's : smart, sexy, and sophisticated. Don't tell me that you moron, that is something you don't tell a girl on the first "date".
However, I did my best and f----- up royally (though apparently he didn't notice b/c he has decided that I warrant a second date). He asked if I have ever thought of a career in underwriting? I interrupted his question with a big NO but when he repeated his questions I answered (very seriously) "I don't like to write". IDIOT. Found out an hour later from my mother that underwriters do very little writing. Talk about poor titleage for your job.
Guess I don't fill the first S.
Story: meet guy on-line. Sent me an e-mail and we corresponded. Met for coffee (it was good coffee). He wanted to apple cider (not a fan of apple cider, it make me sick) but they were out. Talked about Disneyland, Star Wars, Red Cross, being Jewish, Beauty and the Geek, the Economist, and oh yes... insurance. When I asked him point blank "do you consider yourself a geek?" he answered that he had geek qualities. He plays video games about once a day, and here is clincher: is looking for girls that have the 3 S's : smart, sexy, and sophisticated. Don't tell me that you moron, that is something you don't tell a girl on the first "date".
However, I did my best and f----- up royally (though apparently he didn't notice b/c he has decided that I warrant a second date). He asked if I have ever thought of a career in underwriting? I interrupted his question with a big NO but when he repeated his questions I answered (very seriously) "I don't like to write". IDIOT. Found out an hour later from my mother that underwriters do very little writing. Talk about poor titleage for your job.
Guess I don't fill the first S.
Date #2
Lesson learned: date must like cats
Story: friend called and was hungry so he decided to stop by and I volunteered (ha) to watch him eat lunch at a restaurant. I had already eaten. He told me, when asked, that he was deathly allergic to cats. Okie dokie, don't come in my house. I told him that I had to iron my hair and made him believe that I actually put it on an ironing board and iron it. So of course, HE HAD TO SEE IT. He came into my shack, saw my beautiful straightening iron and within 15 minutes was blown up like a inflatable pool, crying, and blowing his nose. Poor Chloe, she did nothing and Cosmo hid under the bed. Friend had to leave. Saw him at dancing later, he was much better and a good sport.
Story: friend called and was hungry so he decided to stop by and I volunteered (ha) to watch him eat lunch at a restaurant. I had already eaten. He told me, when asked, that he was deathly allergic to cats. Okie dokie, don't come in my house. I told him that I had to iron my hair and made him believe that I actually put it on an ironing board and iron it. So of course, HE HAD TO SEE IT. He came into my shack, saw my beautiful straightening iron and within 15 minutes was blown up like a inflatable pool, crying, and blowing his nose. Poor Chloe, she did nothing and Cosmo hid under the bed. Friend had to leave. Saw him at dancing later, he was much better and a good sport.
Date #1
Lesson Learned : Don't wear shoes that make your feet bleed, period.
Long story short for those who haven't heard it: went on a date with a friend, friend ordered too much Indian food not realizing I don't eat that much, and then while walking 10 blocks to the bar adjusted my shoe. Inside shoe was blood soaked foot. Nasty.Drank toom uch beer and said while playing pool "do you mind if I move your balls?" not realizing the connotation that has. Oops.
Finally got home, was sooo sick by this point, woke up the next morning and the cat threw up. What did it throw up you ask? My hair band.
Long story short for those who haven't heard it: went on a date with a friend, friend ordered too much Indian food not realizing I don't eat that much, and then while walking 10 blocks to the bar adjusted my shoe. Inside shoe was blood soaked foot. Nasty.Drank toom uch beer and said while playing pool "do you mind if I move your balls?" not realizing the connotation that has. Oops.
Finally got home, was sooo sick by this point, woke up the next morning and the cat threw up. What did it throw up you ask? My hair band.
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