My friend, Cece lives on the other side of the valley. That is... the same side of the valley where apparently, all of the single LDS men live. I hadn't seen Cece in awhile and decided that it was time to make the trek across the valley to spend a Saturday afternoon with her and let our girls hangout together.
We had planned to meet at a park, but when I got up Saturday morning, it was raining. I called her and we changed our plans. She actually needed me to pick her up at her husbands work. He works at a bank, inside of a grocery store. But, not just any grocery store, it just so happens to be a grocery store just down the road from Brian. In case ya'll don't remember, Brian, he was the first guy I ever used my "What's the difference between a duck?" line on. And for the record... I only other used that one more time. ( I'm kind of over it by now.)
The wheels in my head started turning... I really wanted to meet Brian in person. I didn't really want to meet him with my kids around (HA! Like I have a choice) ...... but I REALLY wanted to meet him! I packed the girls in the car, and climbed in the front seat. I sat there for a minute... my heart was racing...I took a deep breath and picked up my phone and typed out this text. "I will be at the Fry's on the corner of Something Dr. and Whatever Blvd in just over an hour." I looked at it, shook my head at myself, at hit send. Then I backed out of the driveway and hit the road. I was only driving for a few minutes when I got a response. I cannot and will not text and drive, so I picked up the phone and called him.
Brain - I thought you didn't want to meet me yet.
Me- I'm just saying that I will be there in a little bit. Maybe you could just happen to be there too.
I could tell he was hesitant. He was right, I had told him that I wasn't ready yo meet him yet, but like I said before, I make rules up all the time, and then I brake them. After I hung up the phone with him, I still wasn't sure if he was going to show up or not. My nerves were going crazy. By this point in time, I had already talked to him on the phone almost everyday for several weeks now. I felt like I really knew him. On the phone we had so much chemistry, would it be the same in person?
As I exited the freeway, I could feel my heart rate increase and my stomach start to churn. I pulled into the parking lot and scanned all the cars, looking for his. I didn't see it. My heart sank. Then as I got my girls out of the car, he sent me a text ."Let me know when you get there." My heart started racing again. I sent him back a text and let him know that I was already there. I started getting all giddy, like a school girl.
We walked into the store, I hustled my girls over to the restroom. I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. This was so crazy. It had been over 14 years since I had worried about meeting a guy. What if when he saw me, he was disappointed? What if we had no chemistry in person. Holy crap! I have 3 kids with me. This is not how this was suppose to happen! I took a deep breath, fixed my lipstick, and pushed my kids out of the restroom, back into the store. We walked through the store, my eyes kept scanning, looking for him. I parked us in front of the door, nearest to the bank where Cece's husband worked. The next few minutes felt like a hour!
I saw his silhouette in the doorway. I started grinning from ear to ear. I walked up to him only to see that he was smiling as big as I was. For a spilt second, I wasn't sure what to do... then I just reached over and hugged him, and hugged him, and hugged him some more. CRAP! What were my kids thinking? I pulled back and smiled at him again. There was a moment of awkward silence and then with a sly wink, we both started talking like we were old friends who hadn't seen one another in a long time. We chatted for a few minutes, the whole time, I couldn't stop smiling at him. It was kinda fun, we had this little secret.
Cece showed up and I introduced her to my "old" friend, (wink, wink, nudge, nudge, she knew better...). She played along and went to go talk with her husband. Brian and I chatted for a few more minutes. When the time came for him to leave, I reached over and hugged him again. This time even longer then the first. I just couldn't let go (not that he seemed to mind,) then the worst thing happened.... my 5 year old said "Is he going to be our new daddy?" OH CRAP! "NO, NO, NO!" I said, "This is just a friend." I was so embarrassed. I looked at him and he was laughing. "That's so cool!" he said. Wow! He wasn't even freaked out by that. There was one last quick hug, and then he left.
What I learned-
-While not the norm, a grocery store might actually be a safe place to meet someone I met online.
-DO NOT bring children along to meet someone for the first time.
-Keep some of the excitement to myself. To much hugging, and I look like an eager beaver! Just because I haven't been hugged by a man (family and friends, not included,) in over a year, doesn't mean that I need to make up for lost hugs all at once.
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Friday, July 1, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
Getting My Back Up Plan In Line
It's just another lonely Friday evening, for pathetic old me. It's not even 9:30pm yet, and my eyes are getting heavy. I remember the days when I was still getting ready to go out at 9:30. (sigh)
I have decided that the day my divorce is final, I will be going on a date. There are several problems with this:
- I don not know what that date is....
and
- The guy, I want to date, well he is Mr. social. He is never not busy. He is always out with friends, or on a date. It was driving me crazy that I couldn't date him yet, because I just KNOW that once he dates me, he wont want to date anyone else. (Bahahahahaha) But all these girls would comment on his Facebook profile, about wanting to be his date. and I would check them out and get mad. (Can you say... psycho, yes me). So I kind of cut him off, I dropped him as a FB friend and asked him to not text, and I would let him know when I could date. But, I can't even follow my own rules, maybe once a week, I still send him a text, just a quick one, so he will know I am still interested. So, my dilemma is, just in case he's not around (or got tired of waiting, and I wouldn't blame him) I need to line up some more potential dates.
Here is my fear... like most Mormon girls, I wasn't aloud to date until I was 16. (Oh, but I almost always had a boyfriend, from the time I was 12. I just didn't go on a 'date' with them. hehehe) One of my really good friends, (actually my first kiss from when I was 12,) had said for years that he was going to take me on my first date when I turned 16. So, that date rolled around, we had been talking about it for weeks. At school that morning, I remember him telling me he was gonna pick me up. So that night, I remember brushing my teeth, I had my braces taken off that day, and couldn't stop staring at my teeth. I was excited... I was going on a real date! We were just friends, and I knew we would just have fun and laugh all night. Well, that jerk never showed up. Never called! I cried in my room for the rest of the night.
I don't want to relive this event all over... I haven't dated in years (even when I was married, we never went out) so I am totally excited (and super nervous) for the day that I can date again, and don't want to end up crying all night because I didn't go on a date, even if it is just a friend. And I know myself way to well. So I feel like I need several backup men in line... just in case BR turns out to be just like that other guy who shall remain nameless, since I know a lot of you who read this blog know who he is.
So , this Friday night, I shall head back over the online dating scene, to see who else is online and not on a date , on a weekend night.
Time to shop!
I have decided that the day my divorce is final, I will be going on a date. There are several problems with this:
- I don not know what that date is....
and
- The guy, I want to date, well he is Mr. social. He is never not busy. He is always out with friends, or on a date. It was driving me crazy that I couldn't date him yet, because I just KNOW that once he dates me, he wont want to date anyone else. (Bahahahahaha) But all these girls would comment on his Facebook profile, about wanting to be his date. and I would check them out and get mad. (Can you say... psycho, yes me). So I kind of cut him off, I dropped him as a FB friend and asked him to not text, and I would let him know when I could date. But, I can't even follow my own rules, maybe once a week, I still send him a text, just a quick one, so he will know I am still interested. So, my dilemma is, just in case he's not around (or got tired of waiting, and I wouldn't blame him) I need to line up some more potential dates.
Here is my fear... like most Mormon girls, I wasn't aloud to date until I was 16. (Oh, but I almost always had a boyfriend, from the time I was 12. I just didn't go on a 'date' with them. hehehe) One of my really good friends, (actually my first kiss from when I was 12,) had said for years that he was going to take me on my first date when I turned 16. So, that date rolled around, we had been talking about it for weeks. At school that morning, I remember him telling me he was gonna pick me up. So that night, I remember brushing my teeth, I had my braces taken off that day, and couldn't stop staring at my teeth. I was excited... I was going on a real date! We were just friends, and I knew we would just have fun and laugh all night. Well, that jerk never showed up. Never called! I cried in my room for the rest of the night.
I don't want to relive this event all over... I haven't dated in years (even when I was married, we never went out) so I am totally excited (and super nervous) for the day that I can date again, and don't want to end up crying all night because I didn't go on a date, even if it is just a friend. And I know myself way to well. So I feel like I need several backup men in line... just in case BR turns out to be just like that other guy who shall remain nameless, since I know a lot of you who read this blog know who he is.
So , this Friday night, I shall head back over the online dating scene, to see who else is online and not on a date , on a weekend night.
Time to shop!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
What's the difference between a duck?
***WARNING***, I blog/e-mail/write, just like I talk. So let me warn you, I don't tell stories in order, I have a tendency to jump around ... A LOT! (haha, you probably thought the warning was for something like swearing or adult content, who knows, maybe it will, haven't thought that far ahead yet.)
On ldslinkup.com, you can only post 3 pictures of yourself, unless you want to pay money and get the "Gold" package. At least, I think that is what it was called. Frankly, I think it would be stupid to pay money to show pictures of myself to people... if I really want them to see more of me, I could just "friend" them on Facebook, for free. Believe it or not, there really are people who pay for this extra feature... LAME-O!
I had to think how I wanted to represent myself, with only 3 photos. To show a little cleavage or not to show a little cleavage, that is the question. Come on, anyone who knows me, knows that I have big boobs, unless I dress like the Amish, eventually if you hang around me long enough, your gonna see some.
So here is the 3 I went with, at the time, it was the best that I had.
I'm not going to lie, when I went shooting that day with my brother and brother-ish (another funny story I might share with ya'll someday.), I tried on several outfits, knowing that I wanted pictures of me shooting a gun and looking hot. I am on a mission to find me a MAN, and I think that a real man would think that a cute girl holding a AR15 is hot. Well, I think it is. There was even a moment when I was wishing that I was wearing all black so I could pretend I was Angelina Jolie. Next time!
In my description of myself, I did describe myself as a "cute dork", amongst other things. The first guy that responded was *Josh, (refer to last entry). And he just sent a message that said, "What's up dork?" Well, that was fine with me, because it meant that he took the time to read what I had wrote and not just judged me by my pictures.
A few more guys responded, and they all had questions about the gun...(or was it my guns, can't remember), but one stood out more then some others. Let's call him... *Nate. (Mostly, I am gonna call him that, because I did accidentally get his name wrong at one time, and called him that. To which he said "You can call me Nate if you want to.") I went and checked out his profile, kind of brief, not much to go on, except, he listed a lot of music he liked, NONE of which I have ever heard of before. We started e-mailing back and forth for a couple of days. We talked a lot about music, he would tell me about stuff he liked, and have me go online and check it out.
Then after a few more days, I got a message from another guy who peaked my interest, let's call him... *Brian... We e-mailed back and forth that night, and then he asked if I text. I laughed to myself, what the heck, here we go again.
Now let me me clear, *Josh never asked for a topless photo, I just like to give him a hard time and tell him that he did. He is not very good at conversation, and he doesn't get any of my jokes. For example, before I knew his name was *Josh, we had this conversation.
Me: What's your name?
*J: Harry
Me: You don't look like a Harry, you look like you wax. (Profile pic on his wall was also shirtless)
*J: Huh?
Me: Harry, hairy, never mind
*J: oh, lol
That was suppose to be funny, or at least, I thought it was, but when you have to explain it, well then it just makes me look dumb. Frankly, I think he works out so much that he sweated out all his brains.
Back to *Brian, well I had to take my daughters to school the next morning. Between the time I drop off the older 2 and take the youngest to preschool, there is an hour. As I was just waiting around, I hear a "ping" on my phone. I started to get excited, who could it be? It's Brain! Just wanted to know what I was doing. I told him. We chatted (text) for a bit. Then I realized, that I didn't want to deal with somebody who couldn't handle my dumb jokes. So I asked him, "What's the difference between a duck?" Of course, he said, "between a duck and what?" I told him to think about it, and let me know when he figured it out.
Yes -- I am aware that makes no sense what so ever. A question like that could either make a guy run for the hills, OR (here's the kicker) it could make him think about me all day long trying to figure it out. And what do you think happened? Well, later that afternoon, my phone rings. I look, it's BR!!!!!!!!!! I go into panic mode. "He can't call me yet!" "Why is he calling?" "Should I answer the phone?" "CRAP! What do I do?"
Me: Hello?
Brian: Ok, I'm going crazy, I don't get it, what's the answer?
I don't remember what I told him, it was a really quick conversation, he had to get back to work... But it worked! My stupid idea worked!
The thing is, I really am a DORK! I see no need to try to charm guys and then surprise them with all the dorkiness that is me later. I am just going to bring what I have to offer to the table in the beginning, and if they don't like it, it's better they found out now instead of later!
On ldslinkup.com, you can only post 3 pictures of yourself, unless you want to pay money and get the "Gold" package. At least, I think that is what it was called. Frankly, I think it would be stupid to pay money to show pictures of myself to people... if I really want them to see more of me, I could just "friend" them on Facebook, for free. Believe it or not, there really are people who pay for this extra feature... LAME-O!
I had to think how I wanted to represent myself, with only 3 photos. To show a little cleavage or not to show a little cleavage, that is the question. Come on, anyone who knows me, knows that I have big boobs, unless I dress like the Amish, eventually if you hang around me long enough, your gonna see some.
So here is the 3 I went with, at the time, it was the best that I had.
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| This wasn't the actual one, but it was similar to it. |
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| innocent enough, right? |
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| Just a hint of cleavage |
I'm not going to lie, when I went shooting that day with my brother and brother-ish (another funny story I might share with ya'll someday.), I tried on several outfits, knowing that I wanted pictures of me shooting a gun and looking hot. I am on a mission to find me a MAN, and I think that a real man would think that a cute girl holding a AR15 is hot. Well, I think it is. There was even a moment when I was wishing that I was wearing all black so I could pretend I was Angelina Jolie. Next time!
In my description of myself, I did describe myself as a "cute dork", amongst other things. The first guy that responded was *Josh, (refer to last entry). And he just sent a message that said, "What's up dork?" Well, that was fine with me, because it meant that he took the time to read what I had wrote and not just judged me by my pictures.
A few more guys responded, and they all had questions about the gun...(or was it my guns, can't remember), but one stood out more then some others. Let's call him... *Nate. (Mostly, I am gonna call him that, because I did accidentally get his name wrong at one time, and called him that. To which he said "You can call me Nate if you want to.") I went and checked out his profile, kind of brief, not much to go on, except, he listed a lot of music he liked, NONE of which I have ever heard of before. We started e-mailing back and forth for a couple of days. We talked a lot about music, he would tell me about stuff he liked, and have me go online and check it out.
Then after a few more days, I got a message from another guy who peaked my interest, let's call him... *Brian... We e-mailed back and forth that night, and then he asked if I text. I laughed to myself, what the heck, here we go again.
Now let me me clear, *Josh never asked for a topless photo, I just like to give him a hard time and tell him that he did. He is not very good at conversation, and he doesn't get any of my jokes. For example, before I knew his name was *Josh, we had this conversation.
Me: What's your name?
*J: Harry
Me: You don't look like a Harry, you look like you wax. (Profile pic on his wall was also shirtless)
*J: Huh?
Me: Harry, hairy, never mind
*J: oh, lol
That was suppose to be funny, or at least, I thought it was, but when you have to explain it, well then it just makes me look dumb. Frankly, I think he works out so much that he sweated out all his brains.
Back to *Brian, well I had to take my daughters to school the next morning. Between the time I drop off the older 2 and take the youngest to preschool, there is an hour. As I was just waiting around, I hear a "ping" on my phone. I started to get excited, who could it be? It's Brain! Just wanted to know what I was doing. I told him. We chatted (text) for a bit. Then I realized, that I didn't want to deal with somebody who couldn't handle my dumb jokes. So I asked him, "What's the difference between a duck?" Of course, he said, "between a duck and what?" I told him to think about it, and let me know when he figured it out.
Yes -- I am aware that makes no sense what so ever. A question like that could either make a guy run for the hills, OR (here's the kicker) it could make him think about me all day long trying to figure it out. And what do you think happened? Well, later that afternoon, my phone rings. I look, it's BR!!!!!!!!!! I go into panic mode. "He can't call me yet!" "Why is he calling?" "Should I answer the phone?" "CRAP! What do I do?"
Me: Hello?
Brian: Ok, I'm going crazy, I don't get it, what's the answer?
I don't remember what I told him, it was a really quick conversation, he had to get back to work... But it worked! My stupid idea worked!
The thing is, I really am a DORK! I see no need to try to charm guys and then surprise them with all the dorkiness that is me later. I am just going to bring what I have to offer to the table in the beginning, and if they don't like it, it's better they found out now instead of later!
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