Daisy’s horoscope came true!!

- mostly. :)  And what does that mean?  Cue soap opera music please – but make it COOL music – like with a hip beat k?  Thanks!!  It means that I have a little soap opera blissness for y’allz.

INTENSE BATTLEFIELD

Keeping my NONCOMPETITIVE goal in mind today I was delighted to speak to an old friend on IM this morning.  We have often misunderstood each other – in like full blown semantic WAR – because our articulation choices are very, very VERY different – but what do you know??  Oh yeah – we figured it all out.  NO JOKE!  And I look forward to chillaxing with him soon.  :)  YAY!!!

DEEP FEELINGS OF MAGICAL INTENSITY

Have I mentioned lately how much I adore my Australian BFF?  Did I also mention that he was the leading star of the ORIGINAL Days of My Life in Bondi 2026??  Well you can imagine that our on and off again “non-platonic inclinations” lead to a very – umm – confusing relationship.  Sometimes I get a kiss on the lips as a greeting (ok I always get one) and sometimes I DON’T get a kiss goodbye??  What??  Sometimes we have plans to spend ALL DAY together – other times it’s like, “ok I’ll meet you here and drop you off after.”  Hmm … complicated.

But it’s ok because I ADORE him.  And he tolerates me (heehee) ;)

So there I was – sitting at his computer helping him fix something when he has me get up so he can sit down.

He pulls me into his lap

I’m thinking – hmm – ok – wow he’s sure making a lot of eye contact with me.  I mean – I’m like IN HIS LAP RIGHT NEXT TO HIS FACE!!!  Does he NEED to be staring at me?  NOPE.  But I like it (clear my throat) I mean EEEW GROSS HE HAS COOTIES!!!

The eye contact continues.  Hmm – wow ok we’re definitely making a LOT of eye contact.  In fact – I don’t think he’s looked at that computer screen – AT ALL.  Is he going to kiss me? But … but … didn’t he just tell me he doesn’t want complicated??  Didn’t he tell me only YESTERDAY that Captain Charisma would be a good “phone-a-friend?”

I look away.

I look back.

Hazel eyes looking deep into mine.  I adjust my position so that I can look at him directly.  I’m nervous.  Am I ready for complicated??

He takes a hand, traces it down my back and then pulls me close.  WHICH IS REALLY CLOSE BECAUSE UMM HELLO??  I was already sitting on his lap!!!  I look up at him and as his lips touch mine I’m swept off my feet as if I’m as light as a feather – and I am SO not as light as a feather – but there I am – in his arms, whisked off my seat ;) quite literally and want to know what happens next??  Complicated goes out the window.    Probably the same open window that was letting in the softest sea breeze.

The next thing I know we’re on the love sac staring at the harbour, cuddling.

YEAH CUDDLING!

This is a G rated blog  :)

We spend the rest of the day together and he kisses me goodbye.

When will I see him again?

I have no idea … but day one of the horoscope was pretty fun!!! (oh and don’t forget to head over to ScoMan’s blog and see how day one of his horoscope month ended up :)

TOMORROW

Including others in your plans is a good idea now, for it will ultimately make your day more efficient and also more fun. A close friend or partner could be holding an important key to your future, and if you don’t involve anyone else, you’ll never know what might have been possible. Don’t let an old fear of failure sabotage your current dreams by discouraging you before you even start.

SAWEET!!!  Tomorrow I am making PLANS!!!  Wahoo!!!  :)

OH AND I ALMOST FORGOT!!!  As inspired by AussieErin I’m starting my very own 365 Day Project :)  Here’s day one – I only get to submit one – I chose the bottom one.  :)

I can’t resist.

-3 was a total douchebag for so many more reasons than I ever was willing to blog about – but he was right about one thing.  I wasn’t into it 100%.

I couldn’t be.  Here’s another pic from that boating day …

I’ve said all along I needed resolution with CC+4 before I’d ever be able to give my heart fully to anyone else – and coming back to Utah – realizing that CC+4 is the ONLY person who can tempt me away from my reclusive family life – and yeah – I don’t know where I’m going with this – but you know that feeling when you’re in a crowded room, or stadium, or party but you feel completely secure, almost oblivious to the chaos around?

The world kind of disappears when I’m with CC+4 -

I’m THAT into him.

Last night he asked me out on a proper date.  He invites me to do things ALL OF THE TIME but generally I have other plans and yeah – anyway – it was Pioneer Day yesterday so we went to a Major League Soccer Game – he was fun and flirtatious – looked fly as always – and we were with a big group and he made sure that everyone knew he was taken for the night.  lol.  After the game we went onto the field to watch the fireworks – he held me close and we sat away from our group.

AAANNNDDD then AFTER the fireworks -

the stadium lights turned on

and there in the middle of the soccer field …

he grabbed me and we danced.

Yes – we danced.

He spun me around, held me close, danced me in circles and put #3′s elevator dancing to complete shame. lol.  I’m teasing – but let’s compare.  A quick dance in an elevator – a long dance in front of tons of people on the field of a major league soccer field? I guess it’s not just Australians who know how to romance a girl.

And as a quick fyi – my FM should be proud – we salsa-ed.  :)

After the fireworks we went back to his house for a party and then snuck away.

And that’s when I did it!!!  Oh wow – this was a big one.

I’m new at this heart-to-heart define-the-relationship stuff so I didn’t go THAT far but here’s how it went …

Me – “You  make my life complicated.”

Him – “What??  I make your life complicated?” He chuckles.

Me – “Yeah – you know how you kinda had a GF when I first got back?” – he nods – “Well I kind of had a BF too.” – SHOCK on his face.  I continue – “He was really nice.  We had fun – he told me he loved me about a week ago – we talked about having kids – blah blah blah – and then he dumped me a couple of days later.”

Him – laughs in surprise – “He told you all of that and then broke up with you?”

Me – “Yep.  He said I wasn’t into it 100% and he was right.”  I give him a long sultry look ;) and then look away a little shyly.  I continue – “It’s hard to be 100% into someone when you’re in Utah and into someone else.” pause –

We lock eyes for like what feels like forever and

then he kisses me.

I don’t even think I’ll see him again before I leave – tonight he’s out of town – tomorrow is my family farewell dinner and tomorrow he’s headed into the mountains for his best friend’s bday party – I was invited – but family first …

I leave Monday …

Now what??  Will he get scared off?  Will we continue our long distance friendship?  Will I see him again?  Only time will tell … but my fingers are crossed…

And this is not related but I la-la-la-LOVE this pic – my niece and my sister-in-law (her mom.)  She’s so funny – AND she’s met CC+4 and she not only likes him but asks me when she’ll see him again.  Big bonus points for CC+4 – he’s GREAT with kids.

ok so I have a lot of random thoughts today and if it weren’t so MOTHER TRUCKIN GOSH DARN FLIPPIN COLD inside my house right now I’d probably maybe take the time to sort through the randomness and blog it all with love.  But my heart has turned to ice, my toes are numb, my fingers are blue and I created a playlist on my ipod called “It’s so effin cold outside – I need to get warm” filled with booty shakin’ music which gets under my skin so that I would be inspired to move around and be warm.  Pathetic?  North Sydney says “Not pathetic hun, just special.”  Great.  Luv that.

Ooh speaking of North Sydney GUESS WHAT?  I’ve officially called quits on the non-platonic inclinations between the two of us because I am kinda sorta “seeing” #3.  This is great and terrible.  GREAT because it’s surprisingly brought North Sydney and I closer together as friends (I can’t wait to see his son again on Saturday!!) and it’s TERRIBLE because:

OMGOSH! Do you know what this means?  This means I must kind of like – umm – well – like – LIKE #3.   AGH!  And that is TERRIBLE!   I don’t even know if he kind of like – umm – well – like LIKES me in return.  I would suppose that he does at least KIND OF like me but – OOH let’s change the subject.  Sunday after #3 and I went to the rally/protest we headed over to Manly.

And it was SO PRETTY!!  There was a Wine and Food Festival going on and people were walking around with wine glasses strapped to their necks. WHHHAAATTT????  You mean you’re actually too lazy to HOLD your wine glass?  You have to WEAR IT around YOUR NECK??

I told #3 I HAD to sneak a pic of it and so he walked right up to the dude I was trying to photo stalk and was like, “Hey she’s from out of town and would LOVE to get a picture of one of those wine glasses.”  So the dude totally was like – well see for yourself:

And #3 scored himself some extra bonus points for humoring my whims and for being bold enough to make it happen!  (He also scored points because he made me try oysters and I LIKE THEM. YAY!)

Ok in other news – it’s still freezing cold, my heart is still ice, my fingers are still blue but my toes are a BIT warmer.  AAANNNDDDD tomorrow I go back into the dumb Dr.  I’m SO SICK OF DR’s APPOINTMENTS!!!  Remember awhile back when I finally caved and decided I’d “get better” and stop being so obsessed with my weight and image??  – You don’t?  That’s ok.  FYI – I did.  And now I’m like WHAT WAS I THINKING???  Getting better sucks and is a crap ton lot of work. No for real – it is.

Oh but here’s another pretty picture. 

I think I’m mostly only dreading tomorrow because I didn’t do what she asked me to do *guilt* and because it’s at 8:30am and is an hour away.  SUCK!!  But for real – did I REALLY have time to read the book she suggested at the end of the semester?  probably.  But not definitely.  And did I REALLY have time to make appts with the OTHER specialist she wanted me to see?  probably BUT I think my subconscious deliberately lost the number I needed to call.  Oops!  Soooooooo yeah ….  tomorrow starts the next chapter in recovery because tomorrow I have to account for myself.  Suckity suck suck suck.

Friday night I played with North Sydney.  North Sydney who?  Here he is in 141 characters or less:

He’s hot, funny, hypersensitive, self-absorbed, ambitious, has conflicted feelings 4 me & says we’re “friends with non-platonic inclinations”

So it was great fun to see him if you consider the fact that he “shares” with me all of the time how he’s let me into his life so much more than other people – and I “get” him and can “diffuse” him and BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH – oh and he finds me attractive and enjoys kissing me (eew gross!) but we’re just FRIENDS.  Which is fine with me – really truly – but I don’t think FRIENDS should kiss.  SOOOooooo I think I’m going to have to put the X on the non-platonic inclinations.  We can be besties/BFFs and that will be FUN – YAY!  but no kissing.

Saturday night I played with North Sydney again.  North Sydney who?  JUST TEASING!  Same as above.  We went and saw Star Trek and I had to take a COAT into the theater with me because it gets THAT cold in there.  EVERY TIME.  Yeah I’m serious – I pack a coat every time I go to the movies.  And NO you sly little devils out there – cuddling is NOT an option to keep warm because 1 – we’re JUST FRIENDS and 2 – the stupid theaters don’t have those adjustable arm rests. 

Next up! Sunday.  After dinner with N. Syd on Saturday and his suggesting that I should give #3 a chance – #3 who? oh boy – here we go again.  #3 in 141 characters or less:

He’s hot, funny, super duper intelligent, way too motivated, incredibly energetic, older, spontaneous, and very intriguing – but a big drinker

YES N. Sydney DID suggest I should give #3 a chance – even though we (N. Syd and I) totally pashed the day prior. (pash = make out) Umm … right. ok so NO MORE NON-PLATONIC INCLINATIONS.  Grrrrr.  (that was JUST FOR YOU MOM! oxox)

ANYWHO after work on Sunday I caught up with My Flattie (she’s so cute! and her BF is my Agony Uncle – SO CUTE!) and Uncle Agony suggested I send a text to #3 – yada yada yada – I ended up catching up with #3 for dinner HOWEVER because I had HOMEWORK I only agreed to meet him because he said he’d like to help me with my essay.

YES I WAS SKEPTICAL TOO!!!  Like WHAT?  Seriously – he wants to help me with my homework??  Right – and I went and saw Witch Mountain only because it looked realistic – it wasn’t because THE ROCK who is oh so hunky and fine now that he’s lean and trim was in it – no no no.  Uh huh – yeah right.  So why did I agree?  Because he made a convincing argument and happens to have firsthand knowledge in my area of study.

Dinner ended up not being dinner – apparently #3 had already eaten – WHAT?? But that’s ok because I got served piping hot chips (french fries) by the absolute most SMOKIN’ Canadian fire brigade dude.  When we left Mr. May (fire brigade) made sure to give me a personal invitation to come in ANYTIME and #3 commented that he was surprised Mr. May didn’t find a way to slip me his number.  (big sigh – he was so dreamy.)

Then #3 was like, “Come back to my place and we’ll actually WRITE your essay” and he was so super duper enthusiastic about it and I was like, “Umm it’s 9:30 pm – Yeah right x 100″ and he was like, “No for real” and I was like, “Not a chance under the moon” and he was like, “I swear.” and this is the Daisy abbreviated version of the conversation – I don’t think #3 has ever used the words “no for real” in his life.  ANYWAY – I took his solemn oath that we’d write THREE PAGES of my essay if I went back to his house.  STOP LAUGHING!!!

No seriously.  STOP LAUGHING.  And yes – this is why my mom laughed too.  Why?  Because I DID go back to his house and we DID work on my essay.  YES.  That’s right.  We worked on my essay. And then I went home.  Yep!!  HE WAS SO MUCH HELP!!!  He gave me a killer dramatic opening for the paper as well as a bangin’ closing line.  AND if that doesn’t score him triple quadruple double brownie points – I don’t know what would.

I’d say if this were Super Mario he scored a 1up – and it makes Mr. May look like Mr. Maybe Can’t Compete with #3.

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So tomorrow I am going to give a 5 minute presentation on DOG TREADMILLS.  (don’t ask) I didn’t need to capitalize that but I DID because I’m running on like NO sleep and y’allz know when I don’t sleep I ONE – over-share and TWO – am _____ – umm – alrighty then glad we have that settled.  Wait what settled?  Look – I’m going to level with you here – there isn’t ONE WORD that describes my sleep-deprived state so the _____ will have to do. 

I wish I had some great quote to go with this pic.  You know something about roads and opportunities and BLAH BLAH BLAH.  Hold on … maybe I can find one.  HAHA!  Just kidding – YEAH RIGHT!  I have way too much homework  to search for quotes.  Instead I’ll tell you the funny magnet I read today.

Statistics show that those who have the most birthdays, live longest.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ok so weekend recap – I met North Sydney’s son and he’s ADORABLE!!!  Oh and his son LUVS me.  AND I also become North Sydney’s new counselor – no seriously he actually calls me his counselor.  WHAAAT?  I’m choosing to take it as a compliment because the dude has THREE post graduate degrees in psychology and says I am the FIRST person who has been able to offer insightful advice on his dilemma.  YAY FOR DAISY!  Except – dang it! I used to have a crush on this dude – and now we are DEFINITELY just friends.

But THAT’S OK because there’s this OTHER DUDE who is super cool and I’ve been out with him a few times over the last couple weeks BUT it seems as soon as I decide I am interested in seeing a guy he loses interest (it’s my Karma because I do that to guys ALL OF THE TIME) – so we’ll see.  But he SAID we’d do something this weekend?? so unless he is psychic he shouldn’t ACTUALLY know that I kinda think I could be diggin him YET and therefore I THINK maybe I have plans to see him,  Who knows.  But want to know WHY he has gotten to note-worthy/blog mentioning point?

HOW THE NEW DUDE GOT TO BLOG MENTION STATUS

In my “about me” blog post that I’m too lazy to link for you but it was like numero trois or so on the blog I said that I LUV LUV LUV kissing on elevators and forgetting to get off on your floor.  Well Thursday when I went out with the new dude we were in an elevator and he TOTALLY had us stay on the elevator and NOT get off on our floor and then he kissed me instead.  Can we say he scored double points for that?  And then he spun me around and danced with me STILL IN THE ELEVATOR.  Aw. [blush]  And THAT is how the new dude landed himself a mention on my blog. 

[cross fingers that he NEVER EVER READS MY BLOG]

Look the guy blew my mind with his wit and sarcasm the first night I met him and that same night after hours of conversation he ended the night with a peck – and only a peck – on my lips and walked away.  I was surprised yet happy about it – though BEWILDERED because the dumbdumb guy didn’t ask for my digits.  What?  Yeah he didn’t.

Well time went on and I ran into him again.  He confessed his dumbdumbness regret about the digits and then whisked me off my feet.  Pretty literally.  AANND he took no time at all to turn the peck from the time before into a little badaboom vroom vroom and we totally pashed.  [wait - no reprimands yet please.]

THEN we saw each other a few times and he pulled a DTR on me.  WHAT?  A DTR is a “Define the Relationship” talk where you decide if the badaboom really has enough vroom vroom to go anywhere. I was FURIOUS.  I had prevented and managed to escape any and all forms of DTRs for the past 2 years.  And then what – I go on like 2 or 3 dates with this dude and he’s asking me where it’s going?  Umm – No thank you please.  Go away.

So I told him I didn’t see it going anywhere and he was like, “That’s good because I was worried you may be looking for something and I really want to take this slow” and then he slowly faded from my daily life.  Hmm … surprise surprise right?  Who wouldn’t slowly disappear after what I said?  (let’s NOT mention how I also pushed away CC-450 by telling him I was dating tons of people right now even though I WAS dating significantly less because I really really liked CC-450 even though he APPARENTLY didn’t like me and ok? thanks! xo)

I’ve got issues!  I know!

So blah blah blah – I met up with this “wow” when I got back from holiday and he was so NOT wow.  In fact he was a total DB.  To the EXTREME.  And then FM forbade me from seeing him again.  Until finally TODAY I decided it’s been long enough and I could see him again.  But I strictly or not so strictly decided I was going to just be his FRIEND - a NO KISSING friend (we were always JUST friends anyway – whatever.)

Well I was doing well when I saw him.  He went in for the customary kiss on the cheek greeting but wait – hold up – he wasn’t going for my cheek – umm … what do I do?  umm … pause – awkwardness – dart left, dart right – darn darn – why did he just move when I went for his cheek?

UGH!  Look I TRIED to go for his cheek.  I did.  I promise.  But he was NOT going to let that happen.  So I got a smooch.  Which is WHATEVER because I KNOW he does that with his other friends – wait what?  Yeah – he’s like a kiss slut and NO that doesn’t mean he and I are destined to be together.

So then we had a lovely dinner.  We had a lovely chat after dinner and before we knew it we had talked for HOURS.  And then he drove me home (but in the American way which means we got into his car and drove to my house and not in the AUSSIE way which means something very different.)  At my house I said goodbye and went in for a kiss on the cheek again – because I’m strong like that and THAT was when he smooched me AGAIN! And THEN I pulled away and he stayed there.  And stayed there.  And stayed there.  And I was like, “Umm …”

Ok just kidding it was more like I went in for the cheek and didn’t feel bad at ALL when he went for the lips and then I pulled away but noticed he stayed so I went back.  hee hee.  I’m bad I know.

BUT GET THIS!  That’s it.  Yeah.  I know!

And then he asked me to come do some work for him on the side next week. Umm … ???      ????

Well alrighty then – that’s fan-flippin-tastic. We’ve gone from friends to friends who pash to friends who don’t talk to friends who smooch to business??  Wait – but that’s not what I had in the cards!!!  OOOH!  I got PLAYED!

Yes-sir-ee-bob I was played.

And I liked it.

Why did I do it?  Because I was bored. I had to wait around for the FedEx guy to arrive and he was taking FOREVER!  Plus everyone knows that logging onto the internet is what you should do when you’re bored.  [umm ...]  So I logged on and updated my status. Within minutes of logging on I had ten new messages.  WHAT?  This site has tons of married people on it – it’s a “networking site” – but we all REALLY know that it’s mostly used for dating. So LUCKY me!  And you! Because I’m sharing the sweet messages I got today:

• Why aren’t you married?  (yep that’s all it said.  Hmm … I know why YOU aren’t with THAT pick-up line!)
• I’m an ex-cop now working in TV.  Hope to hear back from you. 
  
• I stubbled across your profile.  Wanted to say hi.  (You stubbled?  I didn’t know that was a word.)
• Dang!!!, I take it your done with utah? too bad I missed you  (no no sweetie – thank GOODNESS I missed you.)
• Hey Red, how is your day?  I lived in Brisbane for 2 years.  btw I’m a Psychologist.  (Btw – I don’t care and don’t EVER call me “red.”)
• What!  you went to the UofU and didn’t say hey to me.  Do you have any super powers? (YES I DO!!!  Omgosh. How did he know?)
• Thanks for inviting me for a swim!  (What?  But I didn’t … umm … WHAT?)
• What are your favorite guilty pleasures?  (Umm hello?  Go away gross-o.  This isn’t a drama class or a romance novel.)

The others (there were about 12 more by the end of the day) were either acceptable or slight variations of the above.  So what type of responses WILL get a reply from me? Ones that make me laugh. But mostly I just look at the profile pic and go from there.  Let’s be real here – it’s an online networking aka dating site – I’m allowed to be superficial. 

Here’s a pic from New Zealand last week.  My t-shirt says “Stop Youth Obesity” and there’s a chubby boy catapulting a skinny boy off a see-saw.  On a scale from 1-angel to 10-devil – my FM says this puts me at 12. But … but … but …

So if you missed the background of “My Australian Story” you can click on the following links to catch up. 

• Part One – We Meet
• Part Two – A Little Background

Where did I leave off?  Oh yes.  We locked eyes in the crowd and then he disappeared.

I was totally ok with it.  Say what?  It may surprise you to learn that I didn’t mind losing him in the crowd but I was in VEGAS of all places – not my ideal place to meet men (no matter how much electricity our gaze may have held.)  But then as I was weaving through a different crowd our eyes met again and my resolve to be stubborn weakened.  He was keeping me in sight – and I liked it.  And there was just something about him…

An exasperated Sheryl grabbed my arm and literally pulled me onto the dance floor.  She said we had to dance to give him the chance to find us.  I resisted.  We were in VEGAS!!  What was the point?

A very drunk Australian came over and tried to dance up on us.  His accent was so heavy.  I told Sheryl he was probably faking it.  LOL!  I ignored the Aussie until Sheryl grabbed me again and said, “What is wrong with you?  This guy is with your boy!  They’re from Australia and are just passing through Vegas for the night.”  Oh roll my eyes!  My already not-going-to-happen Vegas fling just turned into impossible.  He’s from another country?  Now there’s REALLY no point!!  (Btw – this was a year ago ok?  I am not quite as negative now.  lol.)

And then there he was introducing himself to me, “Hi I’m Dave.”  Choke – cough!  Please he did NOT just say his name was Dave!!!  I hid my laughter.  It figures that would be his name.  Want to know how many Daves I’ve dated?  Too many.

We started talking.  Really talking.  His dating resume was impressive – intelligent, hot, fit, world traveler, ambitious etc.  He really WAS too good to be true – except there he was in front of me and it WAS the truth.

When he tried to kiss me 2 hours later I turned my cheek.   He didn’t give up.  I let him kiss me on the eighth attempt.

Oh if I could only describe the butterflies in my stomach and the smile on my face.  I tried to fight it … but there is no escaping your fate once you are on the right path.  We had to meet.  I had to meet him.  That chance encounter – the dance – the kiss … they were the pebbles tossed into the glass lake of my life whose ripples changed everything.

I spent 5 hours with him.  The chemistry was amazing.  The conversation was amazing.  We clicked.  And when we said goodbye he said the one thing I never expected.  “I WILL see you again.”

What?  How?  He was going back to Australia in a couple hours.  But he looked me directly in the eyes and said it again, “I WILL see you again.”  And as I walked away from him I believed it.  I didn’t know how it would happen – I didn’t know how the whole night had even happened.  But looking at him – those eyes – I knew he meant it.

I couldn’t resist the latest stream today since it had to do with Dance Dance.  Mrs. Know doesn’t spread anything that is false – she only scoops the hard facts.  Kids, divorces, real estate, schooling, arrest record, religious orientation etc.  These things still shouldn’t be spread around like piping hot honey on a piping hot scone but I’m grateful she leaves it at the facts.  (Though I wonder what she says about me!  I’ve heard some of it.  Oh Daisy?  Daze is my GIRL!  (she calls me Daze.) She’s awesome but just so you know she doesn’t really go to church.  Sure I’ll introduce you but just so you know she’s dated so and so and so and so and so and so…  blah blah blah – ah well – it is what it is.)

So the scoop about Dance Dance?  Nothing too critical except for one big problem!!!  HE HAS KIDS!!!  I thought those were his BROTHERS in his facebook pictures – not his kids!  He apparently has like an 11 year old and a 9 year old.  11 and 9?  I’m only 26!!!

So of course Matty Matt got an immediate text:  “What do I do?”   Matty Matt said, “Cancel.”

I IM-ed MIUB and said “What do I do?”  MIUB replied back with, “How hot is he?”  and then said, “Cancel.”  Oh MIUB – you are so predictable.

Hmm ….

Scott Pete said to give him a chance.

So what did I do?  I went on the date.  And I’m glad I did.

He was a perfect gentleman the entire night.  He’s smart, ambitious, sporty, cute, genuine, fashionable and scored major points when the appetizer came out and he double checked the ingredients to make sure I could eat it (I’m gluten intolerant.)  Yeah it made me remember that time MIUB knew I was gluten intolerant and picked a PASTA house as my last dinner with him before I moved.  Hmm …

Ah – but that’s what I loved most about MIUB – self-absorption is SO underrated! 

Anyway – we were supposed to watch a movie afterwards but instead sat around talking for a few hours.  This morning I had a text bright and early saying he had a nice time last night and he thought getting to know me a bit was way better than watching a movie.  And I’m sure you won’t be surprised that an invitation to try the watch a movie thing again was extended.  And I accepted.  How could I resist?

Oh and did I mention he also sent me a text saying, “Hey I know a lot of great boutiques around here so if you need to do some shopping before you leave I’d love to join you.”  Wait – what?  With the exception of MIUB and Matty Matt there aren’t a whole lot of men up to the challenge of shopping with Daisy … hmm … he does know how to work it doesn’t he?

I think I’m seeing him again Sunday. 

For example may I please present to you Dance Dance.  I met Dance Dance at the Sugaa Bowl party where the Utes DOMINATED!!  Ok the truth of it is that I’ve seen Dance Dance at other parties but WOW it’s amazing how many more boys have the courage to talk to you when you don’t arrive at the party with your male BFF.  (mental note: continue to arrive at parties with your male BFF.)

He got my number through the use of the very predictable “May I borrow your phone” ploy and then played it cool throughout the night.  And even though I refused to dance with him (I don’t dance with boys – though yes I DID dance with a certain boy in Vegas) he still found me at the end of the night.   He offered me the shelter of an umbrella and his arm so I could make it to my car without slipping in my heels (it was snowing.)  Ah – he’s a gentleman!

True to dating rules I had a facebook friend request the next day and then a facebook message a couple days after that … I decided to make it easy on him.  “Maybe we should try that hang out thing again sometime – except this time I’ll show up.”  You see I had previously declined an offer…

“Hmm” he says, “When?” Nicely done – he put me on the spot.
“Anytime from Thursday on.” I replied.
“Ok.  Thursday then?” Ooh he jumped right on that didn’t he?  No chance at backing out.
“Thursday’s great.” 
“Do you mind if we get dinner first?” he asked. Smooth.  Look I’m not a proponent of games but I do find myself very intrigued by a guy who can play it this smoothly.
“Sounds perfect,” I replied, “I’ll look forward to it.”

Well it looks like I just got roped into a date??  I think so.   I received a text from him today (this was written on Wednesday) confirming dinner for tomorrow at 7:00.  I confirmed and he asked for my address which I gave to him BUT I also included “May I meet you somewhere to make it easier?”

He ignored me.  Of course he did.  And I guess that answers the date question.   It’s a date!

We’ll see if this guy can keep it up.  So far he’s playing his cards better than expected.  Not to mention he is sure making LOSER look like an even BIGGER loser.

Loser’s text tonight:  Have you gone back yet?
Mine:  Not yet…
Loser’s text:  Then why aren’t we hanging out?
Mine:  Because it’s Wednesday.  Tuesday’s are so much better.  Oh I just love dishing out a little sass!  He had his chance.

If he’s smart he’ll hold me to my word next Tuesday – but I don’t think he’s that smart.