December 26, 2013 in Uncategorized
I recentlly went out on a date, YES with a man, lol – for the 1st time since my divorce. I must say, I wanted to call the guy and cancel many times as closer to the time I almost had a panic attack. As you know it’s been a year since my divorce was finalised and I spent this year thinking very little about getting back on the horse (so to speak). I have been walking around paying very little attention to men as they tried to establish some kind of eye contact whenever I would go past, not that I blame them as I am truly a knock out, well that’s my story and I am sticking to it, lol.
Anyway, I then met this guy, am not sure what made me give him my numbers, blame it on the holiday fever, sexy tourists all around me, summer romances, long strolls in the beach, site-seeing or just the loneliness of spending another year with no proper nucleur family setup/plans really, but needless to say the guy got my numbers. The guy kept calling and I finally gave in and we went out on what he called a 21st century “dinner” date. He picked me up, opened the car door, and before I could ask questions about where he was taking me, his cousin called and I found myself being dragged from suburb to suburb picking up and dropping off some couples. What the HELL!!!! What happened to a quiet dinner somewhere, where we would lock eyes and talk about our hobbies, life and dreams – and fall madly inlove. Ha ha ha!!! Cinderella snap out of it! OMW! I am doing it again, I am living my life like it’s a fairytale! Am I really?! Ha ha ha! I am laughing because I am totally clue-less and beyond confused about dating in the 21st century. Is it just this particular guy that’s like that or am I too old school? Remember, I am 36yrs old. I don’t know how these things work anymore.
I remember asking my niece the day before I was due to go out, about what to do or expect on the day. She told me to calm the heck down, it’s not a marriage proposal, it’s just a date! Lol! Ooooo thank you Lord!
Ok. Back to the story. After we dropped off the last couple at their complex, in the early hours of the morning, it’s only then that my date started to pay me some attention. When I asked him what the heck was that? Driving around with me, trying to score some booze and looking for the next open restaurant or cafe for some greasy food?! I was starving by that time but pretended that my stomach wasn’t making all those growling noises it was (Note: I get grumpy as hell when I haven’t eaten, which he would have known had he taken me on a ”proper” date and gotten to know me a lil-better!). Needless to say, I was made aware by my date that dates are no longer so conventional anymore. That I should move on with the times. That the picking a woman up, going out for dinner doesn’t happen as regularly as before. People simply just hang out doing random things. Whooaaa! No thank you!
After trying his outmost best to get me to bed that night, imagine!!! He finally decided to drop me home after I threatened to call a cab. The next day I realised I had forgotten my phone in his car. He called and told me to meet him somewhere, when I did, he was “off-ish” with me but I expected that. Still freaking licking his wounds! Who cares?! Am not that type of woman!!!
I got my phone and left him still sulking in his car. Then I made a promise to myself when I got home. That I would never again go out if the guy doesn’t clearly define the “date”. Yes life is not a Cinderella story but this woman over here still prefers things old school baby. I still want to be wined and dined, swept me off my feet, seduced, and yes when I do eventually put out, I want to be a willing participant and 110% percent committed and then some… Begging and sulking need not be part of your seduction technique, pleeeaaassseee, it won’t be necessary.
Ok, now off to TAKE-2 bloggers as I experience my own “Sex and The City” snippets… Good luck to me…