a second go around…

As promised I told you Id share with you a juicy story out of the book so settle in and enjoy…

Many women have that one man who gets under your skin, makes you crave to spend more time with them, time you never should have given them in the first place. Case in point Fatty

(a nickname a girlfriend gave him when she met him, and it’s stuck ever since, not the nicest but neither was this guy).

I’ll be the first to admit social media has revolutionized the dating world and made it one crazy mess.  Between facebook, texting, and twitter (yes I’ve had someone seek me out on twitter- more on that later) a girl can get so caught up and confused, not to mention lead on that it’s downright nasty.

But back to Fatty, see we had known of each other for some time (since college) but never really interacted, till he pursued me. I gave him my number, and fast forward about 3 weeks, he asks if I’ll come watch a movie and dinner with him on Valentine’s Day.  Being a single girl, I jumped at the chance for a night out. 

-I have to include the fact, Fatty was unlike other guys, he CALLED to talk to me a lot. Between the texts when he was busy, he actually called me! It was so refreshing, and probably part of his charm. Besides the fact he was at the time (prior to the nickname fatty) incredibly cute, had a fantastic smile (My weakness is a great smile with nice teeth!) and proved to be a great kisser!

So, our date (unofficial) was great we laughed and had great chemistry, we talked a lot and I thought he was a really sweet guy… till I didn’t hear from him for a month and a half later. Being the ballsy girl I am I called him out on his shit and told him that was no way to treat any lady. Things were on Ice after that…

Flash forward to my vacation in another country when he calls me to tell me he misses me?!

WHAT THE WORD!!!

(Best part my girlfriend who gave him the nick name listened to the voicemail and forwarded me the message… she thought it was the weirdest thing ever- she didn’t know the half of it)

Here this boy was sitting in the combine of all places and pours his heart out on my Voicemail, saying he would really like to see me and take things further…. I was on a beach with the ocean in front of me, and cold beer beside my lawnchair, he could wait!!!

And so he did, till November ,this had been going on since February. So, he drove 4 hrs to tell me the same bullshit story he had given me the first time…

You know that saying fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me… well this girl didn’t give him a second chance to fool me. 

The advantage of being burnt one too many times is that you can read a scum bag right from the first smile (that doesn’t mean I don’t like giving them a chance now and again - I swear I was a dentist in my former life, no one else I know has such an obsession with nice teeth)

So, I proved to be smarter this time around, and got what I wanted out of the situation. I’ve still got Fatty’s number in my phone, and still have him as a facebook contact because what drives men mad more than not getting what they want, is being able to watch that girl get what she wants from someone else…

For the record, the texts from him still continue today, over a year later. He is that guy I should let go, but sometimes we are our own worst enemy and hang on to the ones who make the room spin with one smile because asshole or not being wanted (even if just for that second) is an addictive feeling.

Lesson learned, if you give someone else a second chance make sure it’s worth it, and always always always call the shots its that simple!

Hope your having a great week my Sweets.

not enough time...

My Sweets, my week pre-vacay was not long enough. I just couldn't find time to write a proper post on Match #2 & Match #3!
Not to mention, my unexpected Monday night date.
I'll let you know, the date was great - details to follow, then you can judge if broke my resolution.

I do however have a story from the past (more so on going) to share with you!
Ill post that for your reading pleasure!

Have a fantastic week, I again feel horrible for letting you down and not sharing the match making attempts 2-3!

xoxo

First time for everything…

Match # 1

It’s really common for people to be set up by friends, but my first match making attempt came from a sister! – This sister I will note is the type of girl we all hope to be our sister-in-law.  She is passionate, caring and a load of fun.

 I met the sister through her work, she witnessed me stumble down a hill wearing 3 inch stilettos, in a dress, holding a chilled beverage in one hand and my bridesmaid bouquet in the other.  Now I hope that you’re all picturing me tumble down this hill, hair and flowers flying everywhere. However this wasn’t the case I simply just fell straight onto my knees, letting the gravel break my fall, I managed to keep my hair intact, the flowers unharmed and more importantly, not a drop of beverage was wasted!!! – I like to think it was my poise during this event that made her think I was a fun girl, and worth a further inspection.

A few months passed and the sister inquired about my personal life, and then later asked if I would be up for meeting her brother. It was January, and my new resolution was just freshly made so I threw out my hesitation and agreed.

We met originally via Facebook and managed to message back and forth for a few weeks before timing allowed us to actually meet.  (Keep in mind, FB lets people know everything without needing to ask, so it’s a double edge sword use it carefully.) Thankfully in this case, we actually got to ask each other questions and got to cover the basics before meeting in person.

Now, I will be the one to admit I was extremely nervous to meet match #1. He had already made me laugh and smile so much before meeting I was terrified I would get there and he would be let down, or Id get there and his personality wouldn’t be as fun and the whole thing would have been ruined.

I knew what he looked like and was excited to finally hear his voice.

In case you’re wondering - dark hair, light eyes – but not blue, and a great smile, with good teeth.

(Insert your own laughter here at my odd obsession)

When we finally met I’ll be honest I was totally shocked he was more handsome in person, and I was worried about the first impression I made.

Now on to the date…

Match #1 – whom I often refer to as my TV date, did a phenomenal job, I’ve never had a boy actually put effort into a date like this! – This date took place in February, and if you know Alberta in February you know the weather often determines most things.

On the way to meet him, a small blizzard decided to happen so that probably added to my nervousness, driving into the country to meet a total stranger when I couldn’t even see the lines on the highway – really smart, doesn’t that sound like a good horror film plot…

So, our date saw us head out for supper, (about an hour of driving to talk) which was great we had already talked for so long, it was like catching up with an old friend. The whole thing was very comfortable, and while it continued to snow and blow, we drove back to his place and he asked me to grab my skates…

 It’s important that I fill you in on 2 things 1- I’m not a great skater. 2- I HATE being cold and cringed at the thought of skating outside in the cold. Yes I’m a tough farm girl, who enjoys the great outdoors, but I loathe getting cold. (Remember I sleep in wool socks). So when the boy asked me to grab my skates from the car after supper, I threw on all the layers I had packed, touque (thankfully I’m one of those girls that look cute in a touque) and mitts with an additional sweater. When he returned carrying his skates and a bag- which was rattling, he laughed at me….

He laughed because he had gotten the arena manager to leave the back door open so we could skate inside. (This is when you and I both go AWWWW)

So, we laced up our skates, and when we were headed out to the ice he pulled out the rattling bag two mason jars with ice!!  Now this boy came prepared, Rye and Gingerale (my favorite) and Coke… he clearly had put thought into this whole date.

Now the best part, he pulled out a flashlight so we could skate with a flashlight instead of turning on the lights above the ice.

Cute right, like really cute!

After a few minutes of skating, I just turned and looked at the empty arena, and this boy who was sweet, and took the time to put in effort on a date and asked myself… is this a real date or are their camera crews lurking somewhere because it felt like I should have been on TV.

I’ve never had anyone take the time to think of such a fun and unique date before and honestly felt special. – now he might use the same date for every girl he meets but regardless I thought this was amazing and it now holds the title as the best date, and best first date ever in my books.

If you know me personally, you know that I still have that little smirk on my face while I remember this and share it with you.

Now, due to the weather the date lasted two days – VERY important to note, that there was NO horizontal mambo happening between us! He is an extremely handsome man and I will admit that the kissing wasn’t half bad either.

We had breakfast and lunch (which included meeting his best friend – still not sure how to take that) and went our separate ways.

After a date like that there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that I wanted to spend more time with him. Work and life events got in the way, so I’m left wondering, but not waiting.  I’m not waiting because I learned something it often takes us girls a while to learn. If a boy is interested he will make time, its that simple.

So my Sweets, there was Match # 1. The door isn’t closed for this boy; he might just have to wait his turn in line now.

Tomorrow is match # 2 and # 3 because I’m dying to tell you about my Monday night date! Eeek!!

I’m off to pack for my Vacay

xoxo