Far too long…
I honestly wish I had a great excuse for why its been so long since my last post, but I don’t. My life is busy just like everyone else’s, and I have let my posts go totally unmade. It’s a good thing I have such AMAZING friends who still encourage (push) me to do this! I think they are just hoping and waiting for a truly horrific or heartwarming story to read… Yay for both to come!!!
Yes its true, things happen in the blink of an eye and a girl tends to find herself in situations you wouldn’t even dream up… or at least I do…
My Pre Vacay date… the one in which I am claiming to have not broken my resolution on!
You see, when you already knew of the person and at one time had each other’s numbers, exchanging them again 5 years later doesn’t count as a random exchange of numbers… therefore I wasn’t breaking my resolution to only go on dates with people pre-approved by my friends… right?
Well it doesn’t much matter anyway, here is the date I neglected to tell you all about a month ago – it actually happened two months ago… oops
Tall, Dark, Handsome and can two step. What country girl wouldn’t be immediately swooning over a boy like that??!! Just to clarify, he also had light colored eyes and great teeth.
We had met several years ago at a local rodeo dance and exchanged numbers after dancing several times. I was moving away, he was a young foolish boy (some things don’t change with age) and nothing every came from it.
Flash forward 5 years later and while in a daze at another rodeo dance someone grabs my arm, I whip around and it’s him… again. He looks more manly but still just as cute. We have a brief encounter and he is gone again.
Its important to note that after several beverages I felt more courageous and inclined to pursue him. So, being the resourceful girl I am, find him on facebook (danger lurks in facebook!) and send him a message. (at 4AM… clearly some logical thinking)
Anyway, I left my number in the message – one I reread the next morning and shook my head wondering what the heck I was thinking. The message worked, cause he called the next day.
We continued to chat for several days; he then asked to meet me for supper. I was helping out my incredible girlfriend at the time, so was being the responsible adult in the house for her two teenage sons, so told him I only had time for a quick drink.
We met, chatted, it was really fun. We had a lot of critical things in common, and I really enjoyed the date.
When we left we had the most awkward exchange of a hug in my life.
(think an extended handshake that wrapped around your mid-section... awkward right ?)
It was like he wanted to, but was scared and it ended up feeling incredibly strange and I had this very weird feeling after.
He followed up by txting me the next day and it seemed like things were on its natural course. I was off to Mexico
When I got home a week later it was like it never happened, he was all standoffish and acting like a precious little gem.
*** Please insert the most sarcastic tone ever as you say those three words, and accompany them with an eye roll… you get it now?
It might be presumptuous of me to say but keeping these “not so lucky” men as a contact is really more for my gratification than anything else, because I continue to do my own thing, being the strong independent women I am. Hoping, and slightly knowing it bothers them to see I didn’t even blink an eye over them no longer being interested in me, because I know there will be someone who will fit just perfectly and they will be the lucky one!
There you have it, the date that happened mere hours prior to my sunny beach vacation.
I have since had two more dates... so stay tuned for one youll giggle about and one you'll wish you had been on!!
Till then my Sweets
xoxo
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