So I’ve been speaking to this guy (lets call him Arty). We met online. He might be on the little old side of things for me (8 years difference), but he seemed nice, and had a great picture up. It was black and white, and did look a little school yearbook-ish, but I didn’t pay much attention
Ignore Looks?
Nice Surprise
So he picked me up (about a 1/2 hour late). And… well … it was a nice surprise. He looked a lot better than in the (2nd) photo. He has a nice open face and seems very sweet.
He was a real gentleman. He took me to my favorite Thai restaurant. Dinner was lovely. Great conversation and an all-round nice time. For some reason, I was exhausted. After dinner, he
Bikram Yoga
So last night I went to do Bikram Yoga. How did I get roped into it? I asked my ex to join me for a Zumba class (it was bring a guy, get in free day). He convinced me that Bikram Yoga was MUCH better because it’s maximum calorie burn with little effort, and promised that next Zumba day, he will come and pay for both of us to get in. Calorie burn for little effort? I’m signed up!
So, first of all,
Just Lunch
I went out to lunch with my brother-in-law this afternoon. I did some really minor stuff to help him at work, so he over-reacted and took me to a fabulous restaurant for lunch. So much for my diet. (Crispy mango calamari salad, steak, fries and desert.) Can anyone say 4000-sit-ups? Aside from the calorie explosion from my lack of self control, it was a great afternoon.
Right after lunch, Arty (my
Disappointing
My date for tonight (the one I was looking forward to) called to postpone. He says that he is on the 2nd day of a bad cold, and that today is worse. He specifically said: “Please don’t take this as a sign of disinterest, but I really am sick and don’t feel like I would be good company.” He said he would call next week to reschedule. I have my doubts, but it will not be the first
Clubbing it
I am sorry that you haven’t heard from me for days. This is because absolutely NOTHING happened in my life for about 2 days. NO phone calls, no dates: just life at the grindstone. For those people who think that the single life is all glitz and unattached glamor, so sorry to disappoint you. Its not always possible for you to live vicariously through us footloose and fancy-free folks.
Actually, there is
Budding Romance
I had a lovely time at dinner with Arty. He picked me up forty minutes late (again!). I guess that this is his standard. Next time I will take my time in getting ready. He called me when he was already 10 minutes late to say that he would be late. I was not too bothered because I was catching up on my DVR.
At my suggestion, he took me to a local trattoria, which has good service, delicious food and