Another blind date

I'm not really sure WHY I let my friends set me up?

Part of me thinks it's funny and interesting... part of me just can't say no.

So I say yes to go on a blind date with a coworkers friend.

We talked on the phone a few times before and he was pretty nice. He listened to me and after a few phone calls, asked if I'd like to go to dinner at the place I had said was my favorite place to eat. After dating a few rude guys, this seemed pretty nice to me.

So I get ready and I think I look nice. I have on a black dress and red shoes and pretty jewelry. I start walking to the metro and was crossing the entrance to a parking lot. I have the green walk person so I go...

All of a sudden a car comes out of NO WHERE... NO WHERE and swerves not to hit me.

He got so close my DRESS BLEW UP! Seriously, the people who were on the other side of the street saw my ass!

It doesn't even register what happens so I keep walking as the asshole goes into the parking lot. The people on the other side start making comments...

"OH NO HE DIDNT!"
"That F***** almost hit you!"

So then I start to get pissed... Hell yeah he did!

Then all of a sudden a cop pulls in and gives the guy a ticket. Serves his ass right!

So anyway, you would think that would show me it would be a bad start... Nope, I continue on with the night.

We are supposed to meet at 7:30 but the metro was early so I got there around 7:15. No big, wait at the bar, get a beer.

Soon it's 7:30... I think maybe his train was late....

Soon it's 7:45 and I walk to the front to look.

NO ONE.... All of a sudden is 8:00. I start calling my friends obviously asking if it's rude to leave!

WHAT! Why am I asking if it's rude to leave! For real? This guys 45 minutes late.

So I start to leave and I walk up the hill tot he metro and there is he standing on the other side of the outside of the place.

He had been there since 7:15.

Sooooo we have dinner. It's okay... I'm not attracted to him.....

But it was a funny night anyway.

I a) almost died b) waited 45 minutes and c) felt bad leaving after I thought he was late!

When will I learn?!

I gave up

So in true "me form", I didn't see the guy again.

The kiss was BAD... so bad it gave me the chills the next day when I was thinking about it.

GROSS!

If I can't even imagine kissing him where could it ever go?

Listen, I love making out... one of the best things in the world.. and to be honest, I don't have enough time OR patience to work on someone's kissing!

Seriously... I had to wipe SLOBBER off of my chin!

HOW DO PEOPLE NOT KNOW HOW TO KISS!

He came at me with full on OPEN mouth.....

I felt like it was a movie.... INCOMINGGGGGGG I wanted to scream.

SICK... I still shudder!

So obviously... I couldn't go on a third date :-)

So tomorrow night we're heading to my favorite bar... Last time I went some Marine grabbed my ass and asked me what type of panties I was wearing....

My response?

"I will throw up on your face if you say one more sentence to me"

Soooo we'll see what happens tomorrow night. Cross your fingers for me!

Second Date...

SOOOOO..

Sunday left off that maybe we could have dinner this week sometime but we'll definitely hang out over the weekend.

WELL, Monday I got a text asking if I could hang out on Tuesday night so I said sure.

Jeff is a SUPER sweet guy.

Very, Very nice... He opens doors for me, pays for everything, listens to me, askes me questions... He is so kind and he has a great sense of humor.

But, the kiss wasn't good.

Do I chalk it up to being a first kiss? Or do I stop with him while I'm ahead?

All kisses can't be perfect right?

Help! I need advice!

I actually had a good date!

So Friday night I went to the bar with my roommate to watch our favorite football team.

We got there very early and started drinking right away.

About an hour later, a guy stood next to me to get a drink. I cracked a joke (I laugh at myself A LOT).

He didn't laugh! So I said, "That was a joke! Why didn't you laugh?!"

He says, "Um it wasn't funny?!" But he had a pretty big smile on his face.

Fair enough. I like people who put me in my place :-)

So we spent the night talking. I don't remember much of it (too much beer!)

But when I left I had gotten a text from him. We had made plans to go out to dinner with my roommate and her boyfriend on Sunday night.

We did, it was a good time. He's a nice guy, nice smile, very polite and personable. He was definitely nervous and sweating a little bit :-) But I thought that was kinda cute.

After the date he told me he couldn't wait to see me again. We have plans coming up. We'll see what happens.

My roommate likes him which is good. The only problem is, I always mess things up. I ALWAYS DO. We'll see how I handle this situation. I'll REALLY like a guy but then make myself find a reason to get over him.

So my roommate is saying she won't let me do that. She'll keep reminding me of the good things about him.

We'll see... We'll see... Who knows what will happen!

Olympics

I'm totally going off subject right now.

I was at a wedding this weekend but right now am watching the opening ceremony.

It's bringing tears to my eyes.

I'm looking at some countries with only 1-5 athletes represented. I hope this is an opportunity to shine a light on how the world isn't just about the United States.

I hope, as a world, we can come together to help/support/and care about each other. I hope we can learn to work together.

I look forward to having my eyes open to new countries, new places, and new world issues.

As the Beatles say, "All you need is love"

Lets learn to love and support each other as a world!

Blind Date last night

Okay... I admit, I'm on a dating website. I was giving it as a gift.

I'm not kidding.

Can you believe that? One of my friends, who is quite religious, thinks it's crazy I'm not married with kids yet... SOOOOO, she gave me a month membership "on her."

So I decided to make the best of it.

I wish I didn't have reservations about it because I know a lot of people do it and I think it's great- but I'm still not sure this is right for me.

But anyway, I'm trying it, and I had been e-mailing a guy for a week.

We ended up meeting for a drink last night and I took my roommate along just in case. When I first saw him, I thought he wasn't my type but he didn't gross me out or anything.

We sat, we drank, we ate, we talked. Then my roommate decided to head home.

At this point, I didn't know what I was thinking. I'm very aware of making sure I actually like someone before I take the next step (second date, first kiss, etc.) with them. When I was younger, I dated someone who was a good guy, not someone I was passionate about. We ended up being in a 2 year relationship. It was more of a comfort thing.

I DO NOT want to do that again! Like I said before, I'm 100% against settling.

So at this point, I'm ULTRA aware of what I'm feeling/thinking. I am thinking that he is "okay" but at the same time, I have problems with Xing people out right away... so I want to make sure I give him a chance.

We decide to leave and head to the metro to go home.

He says to me on the walk "I'm surprised you haven't asked about my past relationships yet."

I don't necessarily think talking about past relationships is best practice on first date :-) but I go with it and ask.

Then he drops the first bombshell, "I have been divorced twice."

Okay, deep breath!

Obviously I can't just walk away and I have to continue to the metro. I'm shocked and at this point I know this is done, see you later, bu-bye, good luck in life... but I suck it up, only 10 more minutes at most.

So I ask why he was divorced. And then the second and third bombshell...

"Me and both of my ex wives are gambling addicts"

Excellent, Wonderful...

"I'm $50,000 in debt"

WOW. I'm speechless. Still kinda am!

I'm not trying to judge and I do hope he figures everything out... but first of all, that is not someone I would date... and secondly, WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS!!!! I JUST MET YOU!!!!!

So ha, there that goes. As soon as I got on my train, you can better believe I was texting all my friends the story.

Very funny, totally worth it... Now I have another notch on the hilarious first date belt!

So about the ex....

Listen, you can judge me all you want... but basically I'm a heart breaker when it comes to dating. I get bored and move on very easily. For some reason, I've always been able to shut off my feelings whenever I have wanted. Maybe I just never fell in love or even strong like, I don't know... whatever it was, I've always been the person to stop all relationships...

But then came along Tim.

I bring this up now because he called last night. I deleted his phone number for the 5th time and never looked back. Here is the story of MY first heart break!....

In December, my grandmother died. I woke up that Wednesday morning to drive home for the funeral and family time. When I looked out my window, snow was EVERYWHERE! I called my parents and they said 8 inches were to come in the mountains on the way home and to find a flight.

I quickly looked on line, found a flight, packed a bag and went to the airport (no shower, hair in a pony tail, jeans, and a ratty hooded sweatshirt).

You should know I was dating a guy, lets call him Jason, at this point. Probably for about a month but it really wasn't going anywhere.

So anyway, I get to the airport, get coffee, and because I had left right away, I still had 3 hours until my plane came. There was a bookstore so I decided to buy Chelsea Handler's book My Horizontal Life.

I sat in my chair to read, drink my coffee, and eat my muffin. For those of you who have never read the book... it is HILARIOUS! I started laughing out loud. Embarrassing but I couldn't hold it in. I tried to hold it in and my back began to shake.

In comes Tim. Tall, dark hair, nicely dressed, very put together.

He asks me what I'm reading and we start a conversation. Mostly our talk was about football and how his team was going to beat my team (in his opinion). I just laughed and continued to read my book when his plane came. He lined up for his flight (he was down here on business) but then he got out of line and gave me his card.

I got bored an hour later and e-mailed him from my phone. When my plane touched down at home, I had an e-mail from him,

This started e-mailing, texting, and finally a phone call when I got back in town from the funeral. This continued all day, everyday. We were texting NON-STOP, talking for hours at a time. At this point, I stopped dating Jason for Tim... Tim was like no one I had ever met before.

2 weeks later he came down to visit. It was amazing. I fell in love with him over the phone those 2 weeks and him being there made me have no doubts.

Now, this is the FIRST time I had ever felt like that. So when I would catch him in a few lies, I ignored them. They seemed harmless. When he didn't call one night (he called every night) and he told me his phone broke, I believed him.

Obviously I wasn't born yesterday and I'm not stupid so deep down inside, I had to know he was a jerk or a liar or whatever but I kept trying. I kept thinking we met for a reason. He told me he loved me, I was his everything, he couldn't wait to move to Virginia.

That continued for a few months. But here is the part where you say WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!

1) I never knew his address (we were "together" for 6 months)
2) He never talked to me on the phone around anyone else
3) I kept catching him in little stupid lies
4) He never invited me to visit and when I would bring it up, he would have an excuse
5) He never came down here for a weekend... It was always one or two night during the week

I could get into COUNTLESS other shady lies or things that didn't make sense that happened. But you get the point.

So finally, I gave up. I would tell him I was done and a week later he would call me crying. I felt bad and thought maybe I hadn't tried enough... I kept giving him chance after chance. It was sick... I KNEW... KNEW that if I were another girl looking at this, I would slap myself across the face to knock some sense into me!

So this would continue but it would be two or three weeks until we talked again. We would stop talking for 3 weeks and he would get back in touch. Each time, I would let him come back until a month ago. This is when the straw broke the camel's back.

We hadn't talked for 3 weeks. We got in touch and he told me he was coming down the next morning to visit because he "missed me so much." I changed my whole schedule for that day and waited for his phone call.... never came... At 9:30am he texted me that it was over $500 to fly down. I looked online- it was only $250. I told him not to bother and he texted back "please don't give up baby. I promise I'm coming".... That was at 9:45am

Never heard from him again!!! Until today, 3 weeks later.

So anyway, he called last night. I don't know his phone number, only the first 3 digits. Which is good, I don't want to text him if I have a few beers with the girls. :-) I'm notorious for the drunk text/dial! So I deleted the incoming call phone number and haven't looked back.

I look back on it now and know either he was married or had something he was hiding- obviously. It's okay though because I loved....

I never knew what it felt like but now I do. I'm not in a rush to do it again but when that time comes, I know how good it can feel.

I learned too. I will never EVER let someone treat me the way I was treated. I feel powerful and strong and happy and amazing that, even though it took 6 months, I stopped talking to him.

I have more hate for him right now than anyone... however, I do have to thank him. I found myself. I am proud of myself. I found out that I do love myself no matter how low my confidence feels.

Thank you Tim.... (you jackass!)

I've kissed too many frogs!

When I was growing up, I never thought kissing frogs to find a prince would be true. 26 years later- I know it is!

I never dated in high school. I never had a boyfriend, never even cared about boys. Seriously, I didn't have my first kiss until I was 20! Who can say that now? There are girls who are in their early teens having sex.

I was the type of girl who had friends, had fun, and never looked at a guy and thought: would he be a good kisser? should I dress up for school today? what does he think of me?

OH NO... I was the one who didn't even care- the one who waited until sophomore year of college to EVEN KISS A GUY!

So how did I get here? I am now ALMOST 27 and I've been on more dates than I can count. Being honest, most of them haven't gone past date 2. I'm picky and I don't really let people in. However, that doesn't stop me from having really funny dating stories. It also didn't stop me from getting my heart broken once and breaking tons of peoples' hearts along the way...

This is my story...

This is the real story of dating at age 26. I will share the ups and downs... the bad kisses and sweaty palms... The bad apples and boys I "fall in love with" on day one.

You can judge me if you want and that's fine. I just think it's about time someone told the real side of "Sex and the City!"