Thursday, April 23, 2015

Date, Non-Date, or Half-Date?


What do you do when you have a really really great first date?  I can’t stop thinking about it – but not in an obsessive, I hope I did everything right way.  I can’t stop thinking about it because it was so good, and I want to go back and be in those moments again.  I met This Guy a few months ago, and we started talking as friends.  We went out to lunch once.  We texted.  He asked me out via text.  And my reply was “no,” – I told him asking a woman out via text was no way to treat a lady, but in truth I wasn’t quite sure I was ready to go on a date with him.

I met This Guy for dinner last night, not knowing if it was a date or not.  Because we know each other a little already, there was some teasing about the date/non-date issue, and we agreed it could be our first half-date.  This Guy admitted to having a crush on me for months, and I admitted the same about him.  When was the last time I had a crush?  A butterflies in the stomach, smile when I think about him, I wonder what he’s doing right now kind of crush?  It certainly has been a while.  Dating and crushing don’t always go together as I am learning, but man it’s good when they do. 

So here’s what I like about This Guy:  he’s smart, he’s funny, he’s ambitious and excited about all of the crazy new business ideas in his head, he’s a MAN (not sure how else to describe this quality – slightly older, confident, looks like he would protect you against unwanted advances from other men and bears in the woods), he’s charming, and he compliments me.  ME!?!  It feels silly to write, but it’s nice to hear a man tell you he thinks you are beautiful, especially when you don’t necessarily feel it for yourself. 

We had dinner, and then we had dessert, and then we walked around even though it was getting kind of late - This Guy and I were both trying to find excuses not to go home on a Wednesday night.  We finally decided to call it, but not before being serenaded on a street corner with a looooooong version of “My Girl” by a wandering (likely homeless) street performer.  Neither of us had any cash, so This Guy offered up his Metro Card.  Just before I got in a car to go home, we had the perfect date/non-date first kiss.   


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