Just a bit of rambling

I wish I could get myself to sit down long enough to spit out a couple blogs during the week.  However recently my time has been dominated by a couple of secret pleasures of mine.

This does not involve anything sexual sadly.

My 3rd and 4th date with Vincent!

I have been busy at the kennel and haven't had the time to sit down and blog.  But I have definitely had time to sit down and have dinner with Vince, lol.  The 3rd date went well, we planned to go to Uno but they were closed because they're power had went out, so we went to Quaker Steak and Lube.  Pattie and Rob had ate there as well, just at a different table.  It was funny and weird eating at a different table than them.  I am so used to having their company that being in the same room but not eating with them was an odd experience for me.  The 4th date was another shot at Uno.  They were open, and we both ended up ordering the same thing.  It is getting easier to talk with him, and I can tell he is always trying to keep the conversation flowing.

As some of you might have noticed, my Facebook status had read I should have kissed him :-( and I mean it.  I never normally have a nervous problem.  But when the end of the date comes, I find myself giving him a hug and a small (probably unnoticeable) kiss on his neck, right below the ear.  And I had every intention of giving him a real kiss at the end of our 4th date, but I panicked.  What if he doesn't want a kiss, like he isn't ready for that?  What if it scares him off?  What if he doesn't even like me, and is only taking me to dinner out of pity?  Eh, okay, so maybe he does like me, but what if I lean in for a kiss and he leans away?  What if I have onion breath?  I did have a burger with onions on it at Uno, so what if?!  What if I screw it up, and kiss him wrong?  Like miss his mouth?  How embarrassing that would be!

Gah, it's just making my knot of nervous even tighter, and I just get that stupid butterfly sensation in my stomach.  Gotta shake it off and head back to the kennel for the evening shift.  But still...  I can't wait to see him again.  :-)

(On a side note I was sent another referral named Joel who I am to meet this week, though I think I will have to change the day.  We'll see how that goes.)

Bah, I'm me, what more is there to brag about? ;-)

Well, there won't be a second date with Toby.  Yes, unfortunately.  I am not going to lie, I am confused about this.  When we first called each other we spent 4 hours on the phone together.  Then every time after that it was a good hour, hour and a half.  We talked a lot before we met, and even then, I thought our date went smoothly.  We laughed, had jokes, had endless chitchat.  At least, I thought so.  And even then, at the end of the date, when I asked if he wanted a second date, he said ya.

Maybe that was the two beers talking.  I tried calling him yesterday, and I couldn't get a hold of him.  So I texted him asking him if he was busy and if I could call.  Now on Sunday I had texted him, asking him if "he was feeling it" meaning the beer since he admitted to drinking prior to our date and said he would feel it later.  I didn't get a reply back Sunday or Monday.  But on Tuesday I get a text back saying "Watching baseball game, no i am not feeling it like you said it was nice meeting you."  It didnt take too much to link it together, so I asked him if I did anything wrong, and he simply replied, "no, your just not my type."

Type.  Ohhh, does that word set me on edge.  Not my type, my type.  What does that mean?  Does that mean I am too fat for him, not skinny enough, too ditsy, not busty, too shy, not friendly, too needy, not worthy, too free, not considerate?  I mean, what makes a person have a type of person they are attracted AND THEN JOIN A BLIND DATING SERVICE?!?!?  Hello, you moron, if you want a certain type go fishing elsewhere where you can view your fish better! 

Okay, okay, okay, I can understand having a physical attraction to certain people.  I mean, there are those cuties in the world that make us go "oh la la" and blush.  And if that physical attraction isn't there, then I guess I am not his type.  Well, sometimes, these things take time to grow...  I know this from Pattie and Rob.  Pattie and Rob didn't have that attraction at first though.  And I do not have a physical attraction to Vincent.  But after one date he can honestly say this- no, not say, text it to me.  I am not his type.

HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW ME!

My 2nd date with Vincent 7/18/11

Vince picked me up around 7, and right off the bat we got lost.  As it goes it does not help to have two directional challenged people in the car.  We drove around trying to find our way into Cranberry, which took about twenty minutes, lol.  I swear he is worse than my dad, and that is saying something.  We eventually found our way to Aladdin Eatery, after much driving and talking.  I didn't mind though as he seemed much more relaxed and talked a little more easier than the first date.  It rained on and off while we drove, but by the time we got to the restaurant, it was lightening and thundering with heavy downpours.  We enjoyed our meal with idle chitchat about the storm.  When we finished, he paid- and only tipped the waiter a dollar.  I thought that was weird, but maybe he generally isn't a tipper to begin with.  Whatever the case, we got back into the car, got lost for another twenty minutes, found our way, and got me home safe and sound.  I love car rides to begin with, so getting lost didn't bother me in the least.  And it gave us the opportunity to talk and get to know each other more.  I asked him if he was interested in a 3rd date, and he said yes, but he goes back to school on Monday and doesn't know when he will be available.  I told him it didn't matter, we'd figure something out.

My date with Toby 7/16/11

Toby, a 5'11"/6' brown haired, blue eyed hunk, picked me up yesterday for our first date.  He was right on time.  I went outside and my first impression was 'wow' because he had personality rolling off him in waves.  We got inside his car and we headed to Primanti Brothers.  We choose this because Pattie said it was a place I would feel comfortable in, and he would have the sports on the TV for him.  He was okay with it and off we went.  And I failed to remember the directions.  I know, I am hopeless.  But we talked the whole way passed it, turned around, and found our way there.  Once inside, having eaten there countless times, I knew what I wanted.  So I watched him make some funny faces while trying to figure out what he wanted (I do this myself when I am unsure of what to get).  We put our orders in, I got a raspberry iced tea and he got a bud light.  We had each other laughing a lot, which is really important to me.  Our food came, and we still managed to talk in between bites.  On our way out, he had the bright idea of trying to figure out how to get me home himself and told me not to tell him how.  For once I actually knew where we were, so I just agreed.  Luckily he figured out he made the wrong turn before he got too far down the road.  I laughed the whole time he turned around, as he said a hint next time would be nice.  In my opinion, we made it home too fast only because I didn't want the night to end.  I had a blast and am really looking forward to our second date (which hasn't be set up yet).  I cannot understand how the guy is still single!!  The only downfall is he does smoke.  He was very considerate to ask me if it was okay for him to smoke in the car with me in it, and he made sure he kept his cigarette practically outside the window the whole time so it didn't bother me in the least.  But even so, he is charming and pleasant and funny and considerate and easy-going!  I could really see myself falling for this guy.