Feeling much better today about a few things. First, at the end of the work day yesterday i was pretty much certain that my kiddos would be failing the current huge project they're working on. Today, with a styrophome (go green) cup of coffee in hand, I was not only able to finish up the biggest part of the project with them, but able to help everyone out with their photo shoot portion (thanks to the 'ol Box o fun Costume box) and dance a little with my two favorite middle schoolers. They think I'm crazy. I'm okay with it. Now I can leave for Sister's wedding and not feel like it's the end of the world back at work! Second, date #1 down.
A rendezvous recap:
I had to push the time back a half hour, so not to rush my gal time. I took a survey of my 4 besties, very intelligent women of course, and asking him to pick me up at 8:30 instead of 8:00 was perfectly okay. So I went with their opinion, being that I know close to nothing about dating...and hate the process. He called right on time, 7:00, to get directions to my humble abode. After two dishes with the gals (One being risotto, the other being us dishing about our lives) I went home to quickly do a few things.
1. fix the couch cushions
2. touch up my make up
3. change into the already decided by the gals, outfit
4. Hairspray the 'do that my Steffy did for me...she's going to be the best mom ever someday :)
5. Pray that I wasn't obviously nervous (praying I wasn't nervous at all would just be ridiculous)
6. Put on deodorant
7. Put dishes away at T-2 minutes to stay busy and not go nuts...or decide against the whole thing and change into pajamas.
Imagine...what if in avoidance of possible awkward-ability, I shut all the blinds, turned the porch light off and just went to bed instead? That would be a terribly rude thing to do but I have to admit there are times when this mind of mine goes to places like this! I usually don't give into the mean-spirited ideas, but am not afraid to play with them just a little bit.
Of course I didn't do this, already had done my hair anyway, might as well put it to good use, being that it's so very rare. Door bell rang, "How are You's" flew, and we walked to his car where he would open the door for me: 5 points. I try to give points out for actions like this, on a 30 point scale of course, depending on length of date, a 40-50 point scale is sometimes more appropriate. All bueno. Dinner was part of the package, and he paid. You'd think these two small details would be no-brainers, but sometimes you just don't know what's going to go down here in ManDiego! Gotta be prepared as a single lady. Everything checks out. Upon his request, we will be watching the "Lost" season finale this evening. Two hours on a couch, my roomie chillin too, less "datey" scene, hoping for a little more natural interaction. I know I'll be less nervous, especially since I plan on being in flannel footed pajamas. Kidding. I'm not sure of the verdict quite yet.
Stay tuned, I know I will.
A rendezvous recap:
I had to push the time back a half hour, so not to rush my gal time. I took a survey of my 4 besties, very intelligent women of course, and asking him to pick me up at 8:30 instead of 8:00 was perfectly okay. So I went with their opinion, being that I know close to nothing about dating...and hate the process. He called right on time, 7:00, to get directions to my humble abode. After two dishes with the gals (One being risotto, the other being us dishing about our lives) I went home to quickly do a few things.
1. fix the couch cushions
2. touch up my make up
3. change into the already decided by the gals, outfit
4. Hairspray the 'do that my Steffy did for me...she's going to be the best mom ever someday :)
5. Pray that I wasn't obviously nervous (praying I wasn't nervous at all would just be ridiculous)
6. Put on deodorant
7. Put dishes away at T-2 minutes to stay busy and not go nuts...or decide against the whole thing and change into pajamas.
Imagine...what if in avoidance of possible awkward-ability, I shut all the blinds, turned the porch light off and just went to bed instead? That would be a terribly rude thing to do but I have to admit there are times when this mind of mine goes to places like this! I usually don't give into the mean-spirited ideas, but am not afraid to play with them just a little bit.
Of course I didn't do this, already had done my hair anyway, might as well put it to good use, being that it's so very rare. Door bell rang, "How are You's" flew, and we walked to his car where he would open the door for me: 5 points. I try to give points out for actions like this, on a 30 point scale of course, depending on length of date, a 40-50 point scale is sometimes more appropriate. All bueno. Dinner was part of the package, and he paid. You'd think these two small details would be no-brainers, but sometimes you just don't know what's going to go down here in ManDiego! Gotta be prepared as a single lady. Everything checks out. Upon his request, we will be watching the "Lost" season finale this evening. Two hours on a couch, my roomie chillin too, less "datey" scene, hoping for a little more natural interaction. I know I'll be less nervous, especially since I plan on being in flannel footed pajamas. Kidding. I'm not sure of the verdict quite yet.
Stay tuned, I know I will.
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