So, Thursday was #1, I went out with someone on Friday, but was unsure of if he counted or not because I’d been out with him before, so although tonight’s was third in three days (ugh), we’re going to call him #2.
eHarmony. Cute, fun, flirty, moved at a good pace for setting up the first meeting. I was really looking forward to this date.
We settled on Mexican, but he surprised me with the suggestion of a really nice Latin restaurant. And also with the offer to pick me up, which of course I declined.
Without having too much in common, we had plenty to talk about and I felt at ease right away. Actually, before right away. He invited me to come over and walk his dog with him the night before and I thought that would be totally fine, but I decided to wait until an actual first date.
So tonight we went out and he kept me laughing (although I’m beginning to think I just pretty much laugh at anything).
As a believer in short, one-phase first dates, I had the feeling I could keep hanging out with him, so we did. We heard live country music coming from a total dive and had to go in. Turns out we do have a bit in common. We both like country music, whiskey and people watching/judging.
Then it was actually time to call it a night, as my usual plan is to keep them wanting more.
There was a kiss. It was slightly awkward, but I don’t think I’ve had a first date kiss in quite a while.
So, why is he a frog?
He told me he got there early to get his name in for a table and was at the bar. It was kind of crowded, but he was looking for me around the time I was supposed to arrive, so when I walked in, he saw me from the bar and gave me an awkward rocker hand signal.
I always hate trying to pick out my online date in a restaurant. I think I look a lot like my pictures and have the tell-tale curly hair to set me apart, but you never know about the guys you’re meeting. Either way, the rocker signal was weird.
According to eH, we’re the same age. At this point, I’m four months from my birthday, so it’s more miss than hit for finding someone my “age” but older. I asked his astrological sign and sure enough, he’s younger (seven months).
Also, I was approximately his height in my heels and I wasn’t a fan of his shirt. Reaching? Maybe. Seeing frog/bachelor #2 again? Yeah, sure.