Blast from the past....

So do you kids remember Navy boy (aka Bachelor #2)?

I took my fella out to dinner last Wednesday since he's been a superhero with driving me around while my car is in the shop. Anywho, while out to dinner, I heard a familiar voice. Looked up, and it was Bachelor #2 at a table across from us... with his MOM. Now, I'm not one to diss going out to dinner with the folks, but I definitely had a moment of boo-ya if you will. Me= hot date, Bachelor= mom.... I win :)

So on Friday night, I was sitting at home watching a movie before hitting the hay early when i got a text message from a number I didn't know. Turns out it was Bachelor #2. The textversation went something like this:

Bachelor: Funny story, my phone broke and all my numbers were lost that I stored after December 2008. My engineer friend was able to pull them off just a week ago using presumably magic. Anyways, that is what happened to me if you cared to know. Give me a shout sometime.
Me: Who is this?
Bachelor: It makes sense that you would delete my number. This is ___, we once went to a baseball game. You made dinner at my house, I thought the okra was a bit overcooked lol.
Me: Maybe you should just delete my number...
Bachelor: Was it the fried okra joke? I understand, that is honestly what happened
Me: Um, moved on. In a relationship now. And it was zucchini.
Bachelor: Very well. Regardless, that shit was not intentional.

My thoughts:
A.) Convienient that you have my number again now that you've seen me out on a date with a guy ten times hotter than you
B.) How are you about to try and extend an olive branch then insult my cooking?!?
C.) Learn your vegetables. Okra and zucchini look and taste much different and I didn't deep fry anything when I cooked for you dipshit.
D.) Boo-ya!

In other news, me and the fella are just swell. His parents were awesome and I was heaven around all those mini horses :)

Oh, and my fella adores my cooking. And he knows the difference between okra and zucchini. I guess sometimes things just work out.

Meet the Family....

So now that my fella has met my family, he told me that my turn is coming up- next weekend.

I know its silly to be nervous, but now I've got all those questions running through my head. What should I wear? Are they gonna like me? What if they don't like me? What if I spill all over myself at dinner?

I am a little excited too. His parents have a farm with a llama. If all else fails, maybe Coco and I will get along. I do LOVE llamas :)

I'm an example :-)

So after I told the college roommate about the winner I found via online dating, she's decided to take a shot at it. Scary to think of myself as an example, but I did manage to find someone pretty wonderful who's just as dorky as me.

I can't wait to hear some of her stories. Woot!

BFF, meet BF

So this past weekend, I introduced my best friend to Mr. Avocado (who by the way I am proudly calling my boyfriend now - insert happy dance here).

Things went well and they hit it off. This is important, as everyone know that the best friend's opinion counts more so than pretty much anyone else's opinion.

We went bowling and played pool and air hockey, all of which proved to be most amusing. Topics of conversation ranged from why the original Swedish fish are the ONLY good kind to BF's idea for a Hulk 3 movie.

All in all, we solidified that we are all wierdos, and thus, all in good company.

Spin Cycle

Why is it that some women and men decide to cycle through exes like a laundry cycle? I've been guilty of this as well, though not nearly as bad as some.



Sometimes after a break-up, you have that moment where you're like, "You know, we could make this work. I'll change. It'll be better this time around." And it does get better- at least in the beginning. You're both (well usually) trying really hard and working on those issues that drove you apart. But being creatures of habit, we usually resort back to our old ways and those little things that drive the other one nuts start to drive them nuts again- yes, I'm talking to you mister obsessive pen clicker.



What's worse is getting to the point of breaking-up again and finding out the other person wasn't trying at all. I found that one out the hard way my senior year of college. He even admitted that he wasn't trying any harder. It's kinda like how I try egg nog again every couple years, just to remind myself that I still don't like it. Sometimes, ya gotta learn the hard way.

The thing is, to use the title from a book that changed how I date, it's called a break-up because it's broken!!
(Read it, love it, own it: http://www.randomhouse.com/broadway/breakup/)

Stop putting your exes through the spin cycle and find someone who's worth your time and doesn't think its ok to break your heart one week and then be your everything the next. And if you do get back together with them, remember that they were the reason you started that love-hate relationship with a certain Mr. Ben & Jerry. Just sayin'

Frog Princes

This doesn't exactly apply to me right now, but I was certainly a part of this lotto for a while there....

You know what's awesome...

Sitting in a crowded park and in a moment of quiet, having the guy you're there with do his best Mrs. Doubtfire impression, only it comes out super super loud:

"HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Everyone stops and stares at the two of you and you're like, "Ya, he's with me."

Oh and his goat impression had me rolling on the ground laughing, literally.


I'd say I care what everyone was thinking, but that would be a lie. I think I've found someone just as weird as me. Score :-)

I find it funny...

That my ex from college is both married and has a child. This coming from the man, who when asked about marriage, responded "As Gene Simmons said, marriage is a wonderful institution but you have to be insane to be in an institution." Married with a kid... ha, funny how that works out. And in viewing the pictures of said kid on the ever popular Facebook, he spelled his own kid's name wrong. I was double-amused, first at the odd looking name and second realizing he's probably not gotten a good night's sleep in quite a while. He's a good guy but looks like life isn't going as he'd planned.

Glad I dodged that bullet. Woot!

Overheard conversations between the male of the species

From my favorite web comic:


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net


In other news, I was out of town for the past week or so, thus the lack of updates. Mr. Avocado is still quite wonderful- this Friday is my turn to cook for him. They do say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach....

How to Spot a Winner

So a friend of mine that I work with told me a question that her fiance asked her on their first date- "If you could have one of these two super powers, which would you choose- front row/first space parking for the rest of your life or the ability to talk to ducks?"

I proceeded to laugh my bum off (thankfully, its now reattached) and texted the question to my sister, my best friend, and Mr. Avocado. All responded duck-talking but Mr. Avocado took the cake with creativity and hilarity of answer. His reponse:

"Honestly, I don't mind having to walk to get to where I'm goin and I have been attacked by fowl before without a single moment to try and resolve the situation. Plus, have you seen the teeth that geese have?!? With all the hissing and wingflappin, a guy would like to know what he did to deserve that. Duck fluency would be a plus. Also, geese are protected by law and for what? More goose turds EVERYWHERE?!? First, we learn the language... then we fight back! They can take our land, but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!!"

If you aren't busting out laughing right now, there might be something wrong with you. Just sayin'

I've got date #3 with this winner tonight. He's cooking me dinner :) Who knew, there's a guy out there just as strange as me... and he's attractive to boot!

He took me out, it was a Wednesday night...

So the date with the new guy went very well. I think we'll start calling him Mr. Avocado due to a conversation we had before meeting up. I'd asked him a question I ask pretty much all my friends and people when I first meet them: If you were a fruit/vegetable, what would you be and why? Now, the whole point of this question is creativity; not everyone gets that and they answer with their favorite fruit/veggie rather than one that is appropriate for their personality. I, for example, am a pineapple. I'm a little funny on the outside and some people aren't quite sure what to do with them, but once you get to the super sweet inner fruit, you realize that it was totally worth the effort. His answer was avocado and he put a lot of thought into it- even made a joke about how he makes a great dip at parties.

Anywho, sorry about the long tangent. Mr. Avocado picked me up from work and apologized profusely for being 5 minutes late (he got slightly lost due to exit ramps being closed). I accepted and then proceeded to drool. I mean, I knew what he look like going into this, but he was even more attractive in person, with the personality and cheesy sense of humor to boot. Win! We drove down to Chinatown and walked around a bit in the little stores and admired the abundant Bouddhas and bonsai plants. Lots of great conversation and flirtation.

After some store browsing and lots of walking, we decided that we should work on that whole dinner thing. His friend had suggested a place, but after walking past it, Mr. Avocado decided that it wasn't the ambiance he was looking for. We looked for another place and passed up a place I'd heard about and had been wanting to try. We ended up eating there and talking even more. The food was good, but the conversation was even better. Its starting to get creepy how many random things we have in common, but good creepy :)

After dinner, we walked a bit more and got a tapioca smoothie (which are delicious by the way, aka bubble tea depending on where you're from). Mr. A is not a big fan of the tapioca, but after some teasing from me, he decided to suck it up (literally). The smoothie was mighty tasty, and we decided to attempt some more exploring. We got on the topic of 80s music, George Michaels/Wham! mainly, and he mentioned researching dances from music videos. I asked for a demonstration and much to my surprise, he obliged.

So recap, he's extremely attractive, intelligent, hilarious, and not afraid to act like an idiot for a laugh..... sounds like the male version of me.

He dropped me off and gave me a hug. After I got in, I texted him thanks for a great night and drive home safely. His response: Simply put, I hoped for the best and received! I'm gonna be selfish here and say that the pleasure was all mine.

He's taking me out again Sunday. I'm excited :)

Won't you take me to...

Chinatown :)


Props to anyone who got the obscure and dorky song reference there.

So after much flirting via text on Friday, the new fella set a date for our first date- Wednesday. We also had another 1.5 hours of phone conversation on Saturday evening- I was in watching the dogs that my roommate and I are watching. Good conversation yet again and lots of playful teasing back and forth.

I'm super excited to meet this fella. I got a new dress and everything to wear. And if you hadn't guessed, we're going to dinner in Chinatown. Don't worry, you'll hear all about it ;)

Woot!

Wow...

I wonder about guys sometimes...


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Dorks Anonymous

So I talked to the new fella last night on the phone. I'm gonna go ahead and say it went well because we talked for 3 hours. It was wonderful conversation, and we kept finding out more and more that we had in common.

He's pretty hilarious and he laughed at my jokes. I adore people who appreciate a good dose of wit/sarcasm. Let's see, he's also a middle child, like myself. One of the best things I learned last night- he loves kareoke :) He's a pretty big dork, much like myself, and he embraces his dorkiness, again, much like myself.

He's supposed to call again sometime and then he's takin me on a date to Chinatown. I dig it :)

Ring, ring...

So I try not to get my hopes up too early on, but I must say that I'm really looking forward to talking to this new fella tonight on the telephone. The great thing is, he seems excited to talk to me as well. He thinks I'm funny (which is always good since I am) and it seems thus far that our senses of humor mesh pretty well.

I'm sure I'll continue to babble on about him after we talk tonight. (I'm sure it doesn't help matters that I find him to be extremely attractive either, both physically and personality wise).

Butterflies? Just a little...

Medicine

So I thought antibiotics were supposed to make you feel better, not worse! Grrr... Still fighting off these cooties I seemed to have gotten so my weekend was fairly tame. Bachelor #2 has officially made no effort to contact me, so he gets deleted out of my phone today. It's a shame- I really liked that fella but I refuse to make all the effort to make plans and reschedule plans that I didn't cancel in the first place.

In other news, I heard from my ex this weekend. It was a short textversation, and we caught up on stuff and made small talk. I really do miss talking to him but still, I wonder where that came from... "mantuition" maybe? (I'll explain mantuition some other time if I haven't already).

Match.com still has its prospects. A new fella is supposed to give me a ring (read: phone call, not OMG ring) sometime this week. He's super cute and a little wierd like me as far as sense of humor goes. Only time will tell...

Cooties

So apparently Bachelor #2's story of being ill may not have been complete b.s., as I am currently fighting off some sort of upper respiratory thing. Yay antibiotics! However, the silence is starting to get quite deafening. I'm thinking a.) he's just not that into me, b.) he also has these cooties and is on a strict diet of antibiotics and no cell phone use, or c.) he's been eaten by a lion at the zoo and his cell phone is outside the lion's stomach, thus justifying why he hasn't even bothered to send one lousy text message or phone call all week. He gets two more days to get a hold of me somehow; otherwise, I'll take the hint.



In the meantime, Match.com has been quite amusing this week. I'm not sure if I was spotlighted or something, but I've been getting messages like crazy. As always, a few prospects but we'll see how it pans out. There is one guy that reminds me very much of the first guy I met on Match, but cuter somehow. We'll see :)

No dates this weekend *phew* but I do have my best friend in town, so there's likely to be some sort of fun story about a creepy guy hitting on us. I'm gonna put money down that it will happen at the beach (always does).

Frustration

So I was supposed to go out with Bachelor #2 on Friday. He texts me at about 3pm saying he's sick with a fever and cough, and he's gonna have to pass on our movie/plans. Not gonna lie, I was a bit bummed/frustrated since I hadn't seen him in over a week. I found other things to do but still...

I called him the next morning to see how he was feeling and what he was up to for the rest of the weekend. He said he still felt like he had a fever, but he had a BBQ to go to later that day so he was gonna suck it up. Ok. So he's well enough to sit out in the sun all day with friends, whatever. I tell him that I'm going out with my roommate that night and maybe we can meet up later. He says sure and just send him a text and he'll let me know. I text him after the concert that we were gonna be going out soon. He texts back that he's still at the BBQ. I had a good night out with the roomie but I was frustrated because she wanted to meet him and I wanted to see him.

Sunday, I got up and watched the Cubs game with a friend at a bar. Bachelor #2 had tickets to the game, which I was totally jealous of by the way. I text him post-game to see what his plans are and he was going to the night game as well. So again, too sick to see a movie but not to sit out in the sun all day at a baseball game.

I'm thinking its time for this guy to shit or get off the pot. I mean, I like him and enjoy spending time with him, but if he can't fit me into his schedule, its just not gonna work.

Ball is in his court now to get a hold of me to make up our missed date. We'll see how this goes. I refuse to make someone a priority in my life who does not make me a priority in theirs. To be continued...

Bye bye Bachelor #3

Well that was prompt.

I already dropped one of them; well technically speaking, he dropped me but whatever.

Honesty is always best in situations like this, and he admitted that he was a bit too conservative for me, even though he had a blast hanging out. I do tend to speak without a filter but that's just my personality; there are very few topics that I consider taboo and I forget that the general public does see them as such. I wonder if we can still go swing dancing though.... he was teaching me some awesome stuff .

Oh well, down to juggling two which seems a bit more manageable to me :)

Juggling

So in high school gym at my school, you learned to juggle freshman year. Being the choir nerd I was, I didn't have to take gym because freshman were required to have a study hall.

It really is a shame I don't have those skills now, since I have about three guys vying for my affection. Bachelor #2 is still in the running- I really enjoy spending time with him and he enjoys my cooking, which is a plus for me since I love to cook.

Bachelor #3 I met partially via Match and partially via this swing dancing business. He's a lot of fun, cute, and the man can dance. He had me spinning like a top Friday night. Good times.

Bachelor #4 came out of nowhere. A guy I work with just asked me out to lunch the other night, so we'll see where that one goes. I'm quite wary about workplace romances, but I'll give him a shot

Now we'll have to see how good of a juggler I am; I certainly don't want to drop anyone.