Saturday, March 5, 2011
HELP..
Okay so maybe I'm not use to "normal" dating but how does one do this? I went out on a date with a guy who is nice, has plans in life, has all his teeth, no weird body odors and is smart. I left the date hope he would ask me out again, and he did...DATE NUMBER TWO!!! Yes we didn't stop there...we have even gone on a third! I have broken my record. (Did anyone here the angels sing?) My question: why is dating so awkward? And can this be over come?
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
So Close
I went out on a date with a really cute guy and after dinner we ended up going back to catch the end of the basketball game. Once the game ended we began watching another TV show and progressively got closer. By the start of the next episode I notice he had turned toward me; yes this was the moment. I took a deep breath and turned, going 10. He like-wise leaned in,(my heart began to race) as he went 80 and STOPPED...yes we are inches maybe centimeters away and he stops. Not sure what to do and afraid that if I move I'll do something wrong, I held strong. ************************************* Well the episode ended and either of us have moved. At that point (after almost a half an hour) I turned back to the TV and said "Oh I guess it ended. I better get going."
My words were so true that night. It did end and I moved on, however I often wonder what happened there? Did he expect me to come more? Put lip stick on? Maybe pop a breath mint? So many questions that will never be answered!
My words were so true that night. It did end and I moved on, however I often wonder what happened there? Did he expect me to come more? Put lip stick on? Maybe pop a breath mint? So many questions that will never be answered!
Me?
I know some people may think that I want to just bash on my dates...not at all! Do I think they are funny? YES and I think everyone should have a good laugh. I love dating and to show you that my date is not the only one to blame here are some of the things I HAVE DONE on a date:
* I once threw up all over my date...I mean all over!
* I attacked (kicked and screamed)at my date in a haunted house
* Oh I did it again, I should stay away from haunted houses on a date
--and the guys were good looking, they didn't want to go out again. That was my bad!
* I have hit more dates then kissed them
* I have talked myself out of dating someone...for reasons I still don't know
Yes, we all do stupid things when it comes to dating, this is a time and place to laugh about it!
* I once threw up all over my date...I mean all over!
* I attacked (kicked and screamed)at my date in a haunted house
* Oh I did it again, I should stay away from haunted houses on a date
--and the guys were good looking, they didn't want to go out again. That was my bad!
* I have hit more dates then kissed them
* I have talked myself out of dating someone...for reasons I still don't know
Yes, we all do stupid things when it comes to dating, this is a time and place to laugh about it!
Monday, November 1, 2010
I'm better with food...
Most of my conversations are based around one topic and one topic only...so I've had a lot of time to think about this; dating is much like eating. I would like to share what I think and get your input on the subject.
1. You notice/hear about a restaurant that you would like to try. --Meeting
2. You go inside and sit down. --First and even second date. You are doing a quick assessment of the place and feel that you are not in any immediate danger...so you proceed to ordering appetizers.
3. Moving on to soup or salad. --Third date, this is normally where you get more substance and realize that main course could be amazing.
4. Main dish. --This could be several dates..."this is DATING" getting to the meat of the person.
5. Dessert. --The sweet part; this is when you better understand the person and love them.
6. Return again and again...BINGO you have a favorite restaurant!
I know that may seem silly or very me but that is the best way I knew how to describe it...dating is something to be enjoyed and as they say in Europe experienced. I feel that we have become so worried and concerned about dating that we have stressed ourselves out...okay so maybe you all are just stressing me out. If you ask someone out you are not making an eternal commitment. (*deep breath) So let's all relax and take it one step at a time.
1. You notice/hear about a restaurant that you would like to try. --Meeting
2. You go inside and sit down. --First and even second date. You are doing a quick assessment of the place and feel that you are not in any immediate danger...so you proceed to ordering appetizers.
3. Moving on to soup or salad. --Third date, this is normally where you get more substance and realize that main course could be amazing.
4. Main dish. --This could be several dates..."this is DATING" getting to the meat of the person.
5. Dessert. --The sweet part; this is when you better understand the person and love them.
6. Return again and again...BINGO you have a favorite restaurant!
I know that may seem silly or very me but that is the best way I knew how to describe it...dating is something to be enjoyed and as they say in Europe experienced. I feel that we have become so worried and concerned about dating that we have stressed ourselves out...okay so maybe you all are just stressing me out. If you ask someone out you are not making an eternal commitment. (*deep breath) So let's all relax and take it one step at a time.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Research Shows
My dating scene had become so ridiculous that everyone in our complex knew all about it. One of the girls was studying human behaviors and decided to do her final project on dating behaviors, and yes you guessed it, I was selected to go on a blind date that she would be filming. My date was also selected at random and we had to keep a journal of our thoughts and feelings throughout the whole experience. I remember getting the phone call from my date informing me that I needed to bring untraditional eating utensils (cereal box for a plate, a shot-glass as a cup, potato-masher for a fork, ect.) I went through my apartment looking for the most unusual things I owned. When he arrived I could tell that this was going to be one heck of a date. When he opened the door to the apartment we would be eating at, I saw a nicely set dinner table, and became confused why I needed to bring my own dishes. Almost reading my mind my date smiled and said,
“That’s not for us.”
He then walked over to another table that had nothing on it and said, “This is for us!” I thought to myself, okay this is more like my dates. He opened the bag he had in his hand and began setting up my place-setting and I figured that the utensils I brought must have been for him; so I proceeded to place them in front of him. Our dinner soon followed: spaghetti and meatballs. As it was gently laid on my plastic sack (my plate) and lemonade was poured into my tin soup cup, I picked up my wooden spoon that was the size of my head and tried to eat it. The long and short of it was my food landed everywhere but my mouth. I don’t think I have laughed that hard though as when I looked over and saw him trying to eat with a wire-whisk. Once we cleaned up from dinner we were interviewed about what we thought of the date. Then we returned to play a game with the other couples; a good bonding moment. We were each given a bowl of apples and an empty bowl to place behind us. Our goal was to get as many of the apples from one bowl to another by having one person place an apple under their chin and the other person without hands picking it up with their chin (awkward moments are bound to happen). I’m proud to say we got the most apples passed and have a very nice picture where it looks like we are necking. We were interview once more and then we headed for home. We showed up at my front porch and both started laughing, he said he would give me a call and we could go on a real date sometime.
A day later, the girl who was putting this whole project together had to report on her findings and asked all of us to come and explain what we thought. I remember us being in a pretty good size classroom and almost being seated like a panel. We were asked why we thought this date did or did not work. My date started by saying that our date went well because I had a good sense of humor and that I was confident in who I was; right then my phone begins ringing (my roommate had been messing with my phone and changed the ring tone) “Don’t you wish you’re girlfriend was hot like me” at the highest volume possible. Without skipping a beat my date says, “Like I said Lindsee doesn’t lack in self confidence.”
“That’s not for us.”
He then walked over to another table that had nothing on it and said, “This is for us!” I thought to myself, okay this is more like my dates. He opened the bag he had in his hand and began setting up my place-setting and I figured that the utensils I brought must have been for him; so I proceeded to place them in front of him. Our dinner soon followed: spaghetti and meatballs. As it was gently laid on my plastic sack (my plate) and lemonade was poured into my tin soup cup, I picked up my wooden spoon that was the size of my head and tried to eat it. The long and short of it was my food landed everywhere but my mouth. I don’t think I have laughed that hard though as when I looked over and saw him trying to eat with a wire-whisk. Once we cleaned up from dinner we were interviewed about what we thought of the date. Then we returned to play a game with the other couples; a good bonding moment. We were each given a bowl of apples and an empty bowl to place behind us. Our goal was to get as many of the apples from one bowl to another by having one person place an apple under their chin and the other person without hands picking it up with their chin (awkward moments are bound to happen). I’m proud to say we got the most apples passed and have a very nice picture where it looks like we are necking. We were interview once more and then we headed for home. We showed up at my front porch and both started laughing, he said he would give me a call and we could go on a real date sometime.
A day later, the girl who was putting this whole project together had to report on her findings and asked all of us to come and explain what we thought. I remember us being in a pretty good size classroom and almost being seated like a panel. We were asked why we thought this date did or did not work. My date started by saying that our date went well because I had a good sense of humor and that I was confident in who I was; right then my phone begins ringing (my roommate had been messing with my phone and changed the ring tone) “Don’t you wish you’re girlfriend was hot like me” at the highest volume possible. Without skipping a beat my date says, “Like I said Lindsee doesn’t lack in self confidence.”
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Cougar Town
I would like to make this clear...when an older felmale gets asked out by a younger male, it doesn't make her a cougar; shouldn't it make the male a poacher?
Thursday, August 19, 2010
She's really pretty
There was this guy in one of my classes that I thought was pretty cute so I tried to get him to ask me out. It didn’t really work so I asked him out. We went out to eat and I had a coupon for PF Chang’s, I thought that would be a good place to go for the evening. We showed up and had a small wait but we figured we could just go into the mall and look around. He looked very uncomfortable as we walked around, I tried to make him feel more at ease by trying to be funny, but he wasn’t taking to that; finally our buzzer went off and we ran to the restaurant.
Once inside we began to talk some more about each other. He looked really happy so I asked him why he was so happy. He begins by telling me how he had wanted to go a date with a girl, but had always been too nervous. Thinking it’s me I begin to smile, until I hear the words, “Yes, I have always had a thing for blonds with blue eyes, and she is just what I want. I have had a crush on her for years and I called her and asked her out.” Surprised I begin to wonder what he thinks this is we are on; were we on a date?
During this deep thinking I heard “Oh, yeah I’m one step farther than my friend who has such a hard time with girls. I hope he finds a nice girl. You know a good girl like you; maybe I should give him your number.” Shocked I try to hold it together and quickly ask for the check. Yes, I paid for this dinner. As I begin to pay, he leaves to go to the bathroom and the guy behind me asks me the same things I was wondering “are you on a date? And did he really just tell you all about another girl?” I shrugged and said, “I think so.”
He later tried to kiss me...are you kidding me.
Once inside we began to talk some more about each other. He looked really happy so I asked him why he was so happy. He begins by telling me how he had wanted to go a date with a girl, but had always been too nervous. Thinking it’s me I begin to smile, until I hear the words, “Yes, I have always had a thing for blonds with blue eyes, and she is just what I want. I have had a crush on her for years and I called her and asked her out.” Surprised I begin to wonder what he thinks this is we are on; were we on a date?
During this deep thinking I heard “Oh, yeah I’m one step farther than my friend who has such a hard time with girls. I hope he finds a nice girl. You know a good girl like you; maybe I should give him your number.” Shocked I try to hold it together and quickly ask for the check. Yes, I paid for this dinner. As I begin to pay, he leaves to go to the bathroom and the guy behind me asks me the same things I was wondering “are you on a date? And did he really just tell you all about another girl?” I shrugged and said, “I think so.”
He later tried to kiss me...are you kidding me.
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