So Sunday I had the breakfast date with one of the guys I met online. We ate and chatted and before I knew it, four hours had gone by.
We parted with a hug and kiss and a request for a second date.
On Monday, he and I met at my favorite park for lunch at my favorite table. He had his beautiful Akita with him. After lunch, we walked the dog and shared more conversation.
He's a cool laid-back buy but I won't see him again. In all the conversation about the marital woes that led to him leaving his wife, I never heard him say the word "divorce".
Which is not something I need concern myself with because I prefer not to date men with pets.
It was a semi-busy week here.
Baby Bliss has been working at one of the local theaters. It's a well-known and much-loved production (judging by last night's attendance); she's the dresser for the male lead.
She has grown to love the world of live theater (I can do without it). She is usually responsible for cast makeup but has previously done sound a few productions.
I've been flitting about, running last-minute errands for my birthday party (today) and our soon-come vacation.
I've also been texting and talking to a guy I met online. But he's erratic at times. The weekend usually tells the tale with these kinds of things. If I don't hear from him today, he's history. *chuckle*
And now it's time for me to get ready or I'll be late for my own party.
Did I forget to mention Friday and Saturday in previous posts?
I think I might did.
Friday afternoon I drove down to the big city to get my grandma. She and I ran the streets for several hours, taking care of business, dining on gourmet fare at Chick-fil-A, doing a bit of upscale shopping at a local thrift store, getting groceries at the hoity-toity supermarket, picking up a few trinkets at the nearest Dollar Tree...
After I returned grandma to her home (well before dark), I made a pit stop at one of the finer fried chicken joints in town then joined Miz A at K's house.
We three sat around for a few hours of food, laughter, and conversation. Eventually Miz A and I departed with promises of returning on Saturday. But alas, it wasn't to be.
Saturday morning I awoke to a text from Miz A informing me that she was unlikely to return to K's because she'd taken ill during the night.
(That's not what she really said but I like the sound of it. She did say she wasn't feeling well, which wasn't surprising because she'd been lethargic Friday evening. When I arrived at K's, she was bundled up in a blanket on one of the sofas, drinking water.)
I sent my condolences by return text and hit the snooze bar.
Actually I had made plans on Friday afternoon to spend Saturday with my friend D. He called and said he had the weekend off (a rarity) with nothing to do. We hadn't had a visit since Thanksgiving (when I drove to his town) so I suggested we meet in the big city on Saturday to hang out.
We started with lunch at a favorite Chinese restaurant then a walk (at the mall because it was so damned hot out).
It was a really good day. I like D (who I met on a dating site a few years ago and developed a friendship with) because he's an all-around decent guy. We have many shared interests, good conversation, he's a gentleman. He's handsome. Kinda sexy too. (But there's no romantic chemistry between us.)
D and I parted around 8.
Later in the evening, I logged onto one of the dating sites and e-mailed with a few guys who have been chatting me up recently.
One of them invited me to breakfast Sunday.
Which is where I think my previous post left off.
And because I now have a migraine, this one shall end here.