The new guy

First date was Tuesday last week. I worked out and he went for a run. We met in a city near me (about 15 miles from him) for BBQ. He called 10 minutes before the date. With my dismal history, I was expecting him to be doing the last minute cancel or to say he was running late. I was about 5 minutes from the restaurant and it was only 10 minutes from my house so it wouldn’t have been a big deal. But, I had cut my time at the gym, so I would have been annoyed. But, he was just calling to say his phone battery was about to die and he was already there. His first plus!

I was hungry and said I was thinking of ordering ribs – told him so. He said he’d order them too, so I wouldn’t get messy all by myself. Woo hoo – gotta love a guy that lets me eat! Plus number two. He picked up the tab without hesitation – plus number 3 (thanks to you R and B on this! It has now become a plus or minus criteria!!!)

The conversation was great. He’s a smart guy and has done some traveling. He likes to see natural sites like I do. The conversation was excellent and we stayed til the restaurant closed. Then we walked to the bookstore to talk some more and stayed til they kicked us out of there. I really didn’t want the night to end, but it was a school night, so I went home with a good night kiss and a promise from him he’d call. Plus, the neurotic body guard was already getting all anxious with my whereabouts and phoning in.

Wednesday…he did call - another plus. We chatted for a bit and the topic of the weekend came up. I was leaving on Saturday for the weekend away. Since I really wanted to see him again, I suggested we get together after the graduation ceremony I was going to on Friday evening. He was down with it.

2nd date on Friday. I picked the good Mexican restaurant in my town. Not the big popular one with high prices and mediocre food but the hole in the wall joint with fabulous food and good margaritas. He was early again. Had gotten us a table and already ordered me a water (+). He either really liked the chimichanga or he lied about the food (+). Again the conversation was excellent and he picked up the tab (+).

I was meeting the girls for drinks after and he was into going out with us. My thoughts, “This could end badly but it’s best to know now than later, right?” So, he came with to the favorite watering hole. On the way there I asked if he drank... “No.” Dang– the first minus. Not that I drink a lot, but to be with a teetotaler…especially with my drunk-ass friends! Ha, my friends aren’t drunks, but still we like to have one or two every once in awhile. He said he didn’t mind being around it. So guess we can change the plus to a neutral, especially if he turns into my DD. Ha! Any way, we sit down and I glance out the window to see C2 bounding across the street. “oh sh*t, this could be bad,” I thought. She comes in and announces she had already had 3 glasses of wine and it was time to celebrate her graduation. Yup, this is going to be bad. But he didn’t seem to mind. R came in and they got along too or so it seemed. (+). It’s really important that he can hang with my bestest friends in the world. I will never, ever, ever, ever give them up for a boy. The evening ended well and he told me he liked the girls and to call him when I got back from NYC.

He texted me on Sat. morning telling me to have a good time. (+) I texted him on the way back on Sunday. [Oh, you want to know about the bachelorette party on Saturday. Dang, I should post some pictures…maybe I will.]

We texted for a bit about our weekends and I told him I was in desparate need of a hike or walk. I was pretty hung and needed to get some exercise in. He invited himself along and after getting the neurotic body guard’s approval, I said yes. Stay tuned for our next installment… date number three.