January 11th
Sunrise Steakhouse (the old hooter's building. Class.Act)
WTown switched his day off from Thursday to Tuesday because I had company coming. He was due to arrive around 6, which meant I had to dash home from work, clean myself up (wash face, reapply makeup, brush teeth), feed and let the dogs out, pound a beer (nerves), and whatever other frantic nonsense popped into my head... Oh I had to take the chipped nail polish off my fingers. Because of course he was going to be looking at my hands the entire time...?
He gets to my house and I swoon. He's so cute and SO TALL. He had on his sexy man coat. It's a camel colored wool button up. mm mmmmm. He comes in and we do the hugs and kisses. I sip my beer while my housemate flits around getting ready for her evening out. I say, "you remember Matt, right K?" She says, "oh nice to meet you". Ouch. He gives me a WTF face. hahaha K leaves the room and he grabs me; makeout right in the kitchen, he has octopus hands up my shirt and down the back of my skirt. I peel myself away and walk him to the door so we can go to dinner.
Dinner was good. He wanted sushi and I had heard good things about this place, plus they have noodles and other things that I will eat.. that are not sushi.. ;P We order calamari, sake, beers, two different kinds of sushi (the tame stuff), he got a steak stirfry dish, I got a veggie noodle bowl. TONS of food and it was all delicious. AND he is so gd cute. Dinner was full of hand holding and inuendo and by the time the check came he was saying, "can we go now? back to your place? now??" hahahaa goofball. I asked if we could stop for a bottle of wine so we went up the road to the store. Walked around for a little bit looking at the bottles and trying to decide. I picked up one for my roommate (for her birthday) and we headed to check out. I mentioned that I didn't have anything he would want to drink and asked if he would like to keep a bottle of something at my house (he likes bourbon). Back to the aisles; he wants wine too. I pick a bottle that I love and consider fairly drinkable to people that don't drink a lot of wine (he doesn't). Back to checkout, he grabs the bottles out of my hands and pays.
Back to my house. I pour the wine and run upstairs to get a birtday card out of my stash while he picks a movie (Ocean's 11). I come back down and snuggle up on the couch. K was still bopping around the house getting ready to go; she's upstairs, she's downstairs, back upstairs... every time he kisses me she appears. UGH. Funny what a blanket over the top of you can hide.... ;D hahaa
K left after about 40 minutes, I refilled the wine, locked the door and it was on. I will spare the details, except to say Boy gets better every time. He stayed over and left around 5am to get his tush back to WTown and work.
Next date is this Thursday. ;D
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
New Year's!!! :D
For the first time in longer than I care to discuss, I had a date for New Year's Eve!! Watertown came to see me YAAYAYAYAYAY!!!! After a ton of chatting, talking on the phone (obviously I'm smitten with the kid bc I NEVER talk on the phone. I hate it blech), and facebook flirting, it was SOOOOOOOO good to see him again. ((sigh)) I'm in Trouble with a capital T. He got out of work early so he could come to my house before the party. Giddyup. I'll spare the details as this is a family blog. But let me just say... boy puts his mind to something (like oh... say... making sure I'm 300% sassified) and he does.not.quit. Amazing.
Made it to the party with a serious makeout chin (raw and red, oops), orgasmically late of course. (cshihs) Little drink, little food, lots of eye-effing and canoodling on the couch. Ball drops and it's back to my place for round two. Woof.
At some point in there he asked me to be his "girl" and I needed to clarify what all that entails: "you have to be nice to me, and tell me i'm funny.. and handsome.. and tell everybody else too.. and you have to tell me the truth all the time. that's pretty much it". So there you have it. All that. Bam... boyfriend. For the first time in 2 years I've decided to give it a shot. Fingers crossed. ;D
I even like him enough that I let him sleep over AND I made him breakfast the next morning. For the nosies: cream cheese stuffed french toast with bacon, OJ and french roast coffee.
Made it to the party with a serious makeout chin (raw and red, oops), orgasmically late of course. (cshihs) Little drink, little food, lots of eye-effing and canoodling on the couch. Ball drops and it's back to my place for round two. Woof.
At some point in there he asked me to be his "girl" and I needed to clarify what all that entails: "you have to be nice to me, and tell me i'm funny.. and handsome.. and tell everybody else too.. and you have to tell me the truth all the time. that's pretty much it". So there you have it. All that. Bam... boyfriend. For the first time in 2 years I've decided to give it a shot. Fingers crossed. ;D
I even like him enough that I let him sleep over AND I made him breakfast the next morning. For the nosies: cream cheese stuffed french toast with bacon, OJ and french roast coffee.
Friday, December 17, 2010
New Guy!!! We'll call him Watertown. Because that's where he's from. Which is 2.5 hours away from where I am. INSANITY. He asked me out two years ago when I was freshly traumatized from the last huge mistake, I mean relationship, and I had the feeling he was a "relationships guy" so I turned him down. We've always remained friendly, but in October things took a flirtatious turn and now wham bam, love. We went to Beale Street on South last night for our first official date, then back to my place for some movie time (aka makeout).
The Good:
Kid is crazy, stupid sweet to me. When I expressed concern about the distance between us he said not to worry, that he will always come here whenever I want to see him.
He's from Alabama originally so he has that sexxxy Southern accent, which I thought would be annoying bc frankly I think that accent sounds...unintelligent... but he's lost enough of it that it just pops out a little in some of his words and is the cutest damn thing ON THE PLANET.
He's crazy about me. CRAZY about me. Like, went and got a haircut and bought new shoes for the date kind of crazy. When he asked me out last week I told him it would have to wait 'til this week bc I was going out of town and he said, "I've waited 2 years for the chance to take you out, another week is nothing." seriously?! Who is that adorable?
He paid for dinner. $100. Bam. Like it was nothing. Oh and did I tell you homeboy has money? Great job (which he can do anywhere), company car, sharp dresser..woof.
He's shy. His nerves definitely were showing at dinner. He sucked down three drinks and still had shaky hands. When we went to my house I gave him a solid 4 opportunities to kiss me before he worked up the nerve. When he did finally put those kisses on me, the hands and the mouth did not stop. He was behind me, under me, over me, kissin my knees, my tummy, my arms.. anywhere I would let him.
After making out for 3 hours (yes, that's right THREE HOURS), I finally relented and let him ahem...kiss everywhere he wanted to. An HOUR LATER, no lie, he finally took a pause and I pushed him away. Seriously. Had to push him away. I think I'm in love.
The Bad:
Besides the fact that he lives 2.5 hours away? (which technically could also be a good thing... since I don't like to be smothered by someone always around me...)
He has two kids with his ex-wife. They are 8 and 10. I never ever ever ever ever date someone with kids. Ever. The drama. The sharing of him with them. I don't wanna be a mama to my own kids and I for damn sure don't wanna play mama to some other woman's.
He's a pro-lifer and he loves Walmart. One of these is obviously more problematic than the other.
The Ugly:
None. Kid is amazing. The ugly part is that I'm crazy about him and again stand the chance of getting my heart stomped and beaten to a pulp. But what a fun ride :) YAY LOVE!
The Good:
Kid is crazy, stupid sweet to me. When I expressed concern about the distance between us he said not to worry, that he will always come here whenever I want to see him.
He's from Alabama originally so he has that sexxxy Southern accent, which I thought would be annoying bc frankly I think that accent sounds...unintelligent... but he's lost enough of it that it just pops out a little in some of his words and is the cutest damn thing ON THE PLANET.
He's crazy about me. CRAZY about me. Like, went and got a haircut and bought new shoes for the date kind of crazy. When he asked me out last week I told him it would have to wait 'til this week bc I was going out of town and he said, "I've waited 2 years for the chance to take you out, another week is nothing." seriously?! Who is that adorable?
He paid for dinner. $100. Bam. Like it was nothing. Oh and did I tell you homeboy has money? Great job (which he can do anywhere), company car, sharp dresser..woof.
He's shy. His nerves definitely were showing at dinner. He sucked down three drinks and still had shaky hands. When we went to my house I gave him a solid 4 opportunities to kiss me before he worked up the nerve. When he did finally put those kisses on me, the hands and the mouth did not stop. He was behind me, under me, over me, kissin my knees, my tummy, my arms.. anywhere I would let him.
After making out for 3 hours (yes, that's right THREE HOURS), I finally relented and let him ahem...kiss everywhere he wanted to. An HOUR LATER, no lie, he finally took a pause and I pushed him away. Seriously. Had to push him away. I think I'm in love.
The Bad:
Besides the fact that he lives 2.5 hours away? (which technically could also be a good thing... since I don't like to be smothered by someone always around me...)
He has two kids with his ex-wife. They are 8 and 10. I never ever ever ever ever date someone with kids. Ever. The drama. The sharing of him with them. I don't wanna be a mama to my own kids and I for damn sure don't wanna play mama to some other woman's.
He's a pro-lifer and he loves Walmart. One of these is obviously more problematic than the other.
The Ugly:
None. Kid is amazing. The ugly part is that I'm crazy about him and again stand the chance of getting my heart stomped and beaten to a pulp. But what a fun ride :) YAY LOVE!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Well it's the holidays which means I pretty much hate everyone and everything with equal venom. I hate Thanksgiving. I hate Christmas. I hate the eves. I hate decorating, Christmas shopping and the freezing ass cold. I particularly hate the New Year. OOOOH goodie. Let's recap what you've done with yourself for the last 365 days. That'll bring the sun right out. OH OH OH!!! I know! Let's make resolutions of all the things we're going to accomplish next year! Then next year for New Year's we'll have more things to hate ourselves for not doing. Who ever thought that was a good idea?
To add insult to injury, every single person I know is in a relationship. As I type this. Everyone. Which means I'm the 5th, 7th, 15th wheel wherever I go. Fantastic.
Eff you holidays.
To add insult to injury, every single person I know is in a relationship. As I type this. Everyone. Which means I'm the 5th, 7th, 15th wheel wherever I go. Fantastic.
Eff you holidays.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Second Date with Joe
Second Date at Old Toad on Alexander 11/17/2010
Horrible. Awful. Unspeakably bad. We argued about everything two human beings could possibly argue.. cats vs. dogs. Seriously.
The good part was he bought my dinner and beers. mmm mmmmmm
The other good part was he had an early morning and had to cut it short. I was like, ummm no problem buddy. No problem at alllllllllllll. ugh
NEW PROSPECTS ON THE HORIZON!!!
This Thanksgiving season, I am grateful for a seemingly endless cornucopia of men that want nothing more than to take me out for beers and gaze upon my lips and tips.
a) New policeman, Jason. WOOHOO I've always loved a man in uniform. Pros: umm he's a cop. duh. agreeable schedule. likes to drink. can get me out of tickets (when my tits can't). Cons: He's 36. That's a bit past prime for me. I like em young and malleable... we'll see. AND he has a kid. UGH. this can only be overcome by the hot uniform. We'll see. :P
b) Josh the pastry chef has been sniffing around again (technically he's an old prospect I suppose..). The pros: he adores me, inexplicably. I'm so mean to him to keep him from getting too attached but he loves me all the more. I told him last night I am going to punch him in the nads. He cannot be deterred. Is he psycho? possibly... $$$ baby. and he can cook. The Cons: possibly psycho. lives in Geneva (an hour away). I'm not attracted to him. He smothers me. I HATE THAT. And he doesn't care that I tell him I hate it. He does it anyway.
c) Chris, the cutie pie that gives me things. He's been around but not really. He works out of Albany so he's not in Rochester often. That falls under PROS category, obvi. He gave me leashes for my pups, $$$ donation for my charity, $50 wine for my birthday. PROS: He spoils me, clearly, and has the cash to do it. He works in a skilled trade and knows how to do a LOT of manly things. Woof. He babies his dog - like brushes her teeth, trims her toes, wants to breed her, etc. It's pretty sweet and he's definitely a nurturer. And crazy about me. CONS: he's very fit. maybe too skinny for me? SHY. REALLY SHY. He doesn't really drink. yay for a constant DD but I likes my cocktails... is he not gonna be down with that?
d) Aaron, this cop my sister knows and is trying to set me up with. Pros: Another Cop. Love me some cops. mm mmmm Apparently he's been hot for me for awhile and wants to take me out something fierce. And has $$$. And his own place. And likes to spoil ladies. Cons: Kind of geeky, not that cute. Also, why is he trying to get to me through my sister? Send me a message. Man Up! You're a cop for chrissakes!
Horrible. Awful. Unspeakably bad. We argued about everything two human beings could possibly argue.. cats vs. dogs. Seriously.
The good part was he bought my dinner and beers. mmm mmmmmm
The other good part was he had an early morning and had to cut it short. I was like, ummm no problem buddy. No problem at alllllllllllll. ugh
NEW PROSPECTS ON THE HORIZON!!!
This Thanksgiving season, I am grateful for a seemingly endless cornucopia of men that want nothing more than to take me out for beers and gaze upon my lips and tips.
a) New policeman, Jason. WOOHOO I've always loved a man in uniform. Pros: umm he's a cop. duh. agreeable schedule. likes to drink. can get me out of tickets (when my tits can't). Cons: He's 36. That's a bit past prime for me. I like em young and malleable... we'll see. AND he has a kid. UGH. this can only be overcome by the hot uniform. We'll see. :P
b) Josh the pastry chef has been sniffing around again (technically he's an old prospect I suppose..). The pros: he adores me, inexplicably. I'm so mean to him to keep him from getting too attached but he loves me all the more. I told him last night I am going to punch him in the nads. He cannot be deterred. Is he psycho? possibly... $$$ baby. and he can cook. The Cons: possibly psycho. lives in Geneva (an hour away). I'm not attracted to him. He smothers me. I HATE THAT. And he doesn't care that I tell him I hate it. He does it anyway.
c) Chris, the cutie pie that gives me things. He's been around but not really. He works out of Albany so he's not in Rochester often. That falls under PROS category, obvi. He gave me leashes for my pups, $$$ donation for my charity, $50 wine for my birthday. PROS: He spoils me, clearly, and has the cash to do it. He works in a skilled trade and knows how to do a LOT of manly things. Woof. He babies his dog - like brushes her teeth, trims her toes, wants to breed her, etc. It's pretty sweet and he's definitely a nurturer. And crazy about me. CONS: he's very fit. maybe too skinny for me? SHY. REALLY SHY. He doesn't really drink. yay for a constant DD but I likes my cocktails... is he not gonna be down with that?
d) Aaron, this cop my sister knows and is trying to set me up with. Pros: Another Cop. Love me some cops. mm mmmm Apparently he's been hot for me for awhile and wants to take me out something fierce. And has $$$. And his own place. And likes to spoil ladies. Cons: Kind of geeky, not that cute. Also, why is he trying to get to me through my sister? Send me a message. Man Up! You're a cop for chrissakes!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
11/07/2010
Distillery on S Winton
New Boy from POF- Joe
The Skinny: Joe is a drummer in a couple of local bands, he works with bad ass kids in the city through a youth rehab program, and looks a bit like a young kiefer sutherland.
The Good:
a) he paid. You know how I love that.
b) he dressed up for the date. Jeans, button up shirt with a sweater over it. Nice looking.
c) good, flirty conversation.
d) he doesn't want kids.
The Bad:
a) he's cute but... i'm not sure i'd bang him. Jury's out.
b) he's a drummer. he's constantly drumming. on the table. on his leg. constantly. i told him i'd be over that real quick.
c) he's a bit cocky. and he talks about his job too much. I don't want to hear about a bunch of badass kids trying to stab you. Not interested.
The UGLY:
So that night and the next day he's talking about how much he enjoyed meeting you and asking when we can see each other again. I told him my schedule is pretty up in the air as I am looking at buying a new car, he asked what I'm looking at, I tell him mustangs... he says... "ohhh i don't think we can talk anymore. Mustangs are hideous, boxy, impractical, gas guzzlers. All mustangs are driven by douchabags."
WOW. Way to make an impression.
Distillery on S Winton
New Boy from POF- Joe
The Skinny: Joe is a drummer in a couple of local bands, he works with bad ass kids in the city through a youth rehab program, and looks a bit like a young kiefer sutherland.
The Good:
a) he paid. You know how I love that.
b) he dressed up for the date. Jeans, button up shirt with a sweater over it. Nice looking.
c) good, flirty conversation.
d) he doesn't want kids.
The Bad:
a) he's cute but... i'm not sure i'd bang him. Jury's out.
b) he's a drummer. he's constantly drumming. on the table. on his leg. constantly. i told him i'd be over that real quick.
c) he's a bit cocky. and he talks about his job too much. I don't want to hear about a bunch of badass kids trying to stab you. Not interested.
The UGLY:
So that night and the next day he's talking about how much he enjoyed meeting you and asking when we can see each other again. I told him my schedule is pretty up in the air as I am looking at buying a new car, he asked what I'm looking at, I tell him mustangs... he says... "ohhh i don't think we can talk anymore. Mustangs are hideous, boxy, impractical, gas guzzlers. All mustangs are driven by douchabags."
WOW. Way to make an impression.
Monday, November 1, 2010
2nd Date with William, who I decided on 1st Date that I want to keep:
Serious flirtatious texting ensued all throughout Thursday. A sampling (William only):
10/28/2010 1:20am I had a lot of fun tonight !I wanna see you again... Soon :)
10/28/2010 4:07pm Which day are we going out? Or both!! ;)
10/28/2010 5:00pm what are you doing tonight? Friday works but I have to work early on Saturday. Saturday works better, but I don't wanna wait that long :(
Friday he was texting me all day, confirming dinner for the night, etc. He texted me around 6pm to let me know he had to run a quick errand and then would be over to pick me up. He shows up looking all cute in his dressy work clothes and we head towards upper Monroe to figure out where we want to go. Wind up at Brio and have a perfect, romantic dinner together. I won't bore you with details of our conversation, but it was a perfect second date dinner. Leave there and go to the South Wedge looking for a place to just chill and have a beer. His suggested bars were all packed so we wound up at that dump-ass bar Caverly's which had 5 people in it. Perfect for beers and darts though. When we left there we stopped because I had to get dog food for my mutts, and he said he didn't want to drink anymore but didn't want to go home yet. Wound up at my house (roommate was home) and put on a movie. Movie = makeout on the couch. Which we did. For 2 hours. Amazing.
Saturday we were supposed to go to a haunted house and then drinks/dinner after with my friends. We exchanged texts in the morning/afternoon about meeting up and he seemed like he was all about it. He was at work and wanted to change, etc so he was going to meet us up at the bar afterwards. I texted him at about 9pm to say we were done at the house and heading to a bar downtown. Didn't hear back from him until 11:30pm "I went down town now i'm drunk :(" At that point I was home and getting ready for bed, all pissed off. He called me at midnight but I was already asleep, then he texted me at 12:40 "where are you? :("
Sunday morning I sent him a message, just a hey sorry, got your texts late last night, hope you had a goodnight.
Nothing back.
Got into a big car accident Sunday night around 7pm and posted on FB. Heard from lots of other people, nothing from William... ok...
By about noon today (Monday) I still have not heard from him. Now I'm pissed.
I sent him a message: HEY What's up?
Him: Hey what are you up to?
Me: Working. have you been on fb? I was in a big accident last night.
Him: What happened? are you ok?
Me: yeah some kid turned in front of me, his fault. ok physically but last night was scary
Him: at least you're ok.
Me: yeah. too bad about saturday. what's your week like?
Him: ok so far. I don't feel well though
Me: No I meant are you free some night this week?
Him: Oh I should be Tuesday or Wednesday.
Me: ok... did you want to get together? are you being weird?
Him: Yeah sorry, just feel shitty. Really out of it yesterday and today. I had my phone off yesterday and just turned it on at noon actually.
HMMMMMMM ok here's my problem with this.... even if you're hungover or sick, you can still text someone when you know you had plans with them (tentative plans to watch the game on Sunday together). AND how can he magically feel well enough to comment on peoples' facebook statuses but not see that something's up with me or even just say hello?
I'm soooooooo sad about this. I was really into him. Butterflies, anticipation, happy to be around him... all that crap. I never get that. :(
Serious flirtatious texting ensued all throughout Thursday. A sampling (William only):
10/28/2010 1:20am I had a lot of fun tonight !I wanna see you again... Soon :)
10/28/2010 4:07pm Which day are we going out? Or both!! ;)
10/28/2010 5:00pm what are you doing tonight? Friday works but I have to work early on Saturday. Saturday works better, but I don't wanna wait that long :(
Friday he was texting me all day, confirming dinner for the night, etc. He texted me around 6pm to let me know he had to run a quick errand and then would be over to pick me up. He shows up looking all cute in his dressy work clothes and we head towards upper Monroe to figure out where we want to go. Wind up at Brio and have a perfect, romantic dinner together. I won't bore you with details of our conversation, but it was a perfect second date dinner. Leave there and go to the South Wedge looking for a place to just chill and have a beer. His suggested bars were all packed so we wound up at that dump-ass bar Caverly's which had 5 people in it. Perfect for beers and darts though. When we left there we stopped because I had to get dog food for my mutts, and he said he didn't want to drink anymore but didn't want to go home yet. Wound up at my house (roommate was home) and put on a movie. Movie = makeout on the couch. Which we did. For 2 hours. Amazing.
Saturday we were supposed to go to a haunted house and then drinks/dinner after with my friends. We exchanged texts in the morning/afternoon about meeting up and he seemed like he was all about it. He was at work and wanted to change, etc so he was going to meet us up at the bar afterwards. I texted him at about 9pm to say we were done at the house and heading to a bar downtown. Didn't hear back from him until 11:30pm "I went down town now i'm drunk :(" At that point I was home and getting ready for bed, all pissed off. He called me at midnight but I was already asleep, then he texted me at 12:40 "where are you? :("
Sunday morning I sent him a message, just a hey sorry, got your texts late last night, hope you had a goodnight.
Nothing back.
Got into a big car accident Sunday night around 7pm and posted on FB. Heard from lots of other people, nothing from William... ok...
By about noon today (Monday) I still have not heard from him. Now I'm pissed.
I sent him a message: HEY What's up?
Him: Hey what are you up to?
Me: Working. have you been on fb? I was in a big accident last night.
Him: What happened? are you ok?
Me: yeah some kid turned in front of me, his fault. ok physically but last night was scary
Him: at least you're ok.
Me: yeah. too bad about saturday. what's your week like?
Him: ok so far. I don't feel well though
Me: No I meant are you free some night this week?
Him: Oh I should be Tuesday or Wednesday.
Me: ok... did you want to get together? are you being weird?
Him: Yeah sorry, just feel shitty. Really out of it yesterday and today. I had my phone off yesterday and just turned it on at noon actually.
HMMMMMMM ok here's my problem with this.... even if you're hungover or sick, you can still text someone when you know you had plans with them (tentative plans to watch the game on Sunday together). AND how can he magically feel well enough to comment on peoples' facebook statuses but not see that something's up with me or even just say hello?
I'm soooooooo sad about this. I was really into him. Butterflies, anticipation, happy to be around him... all that crap. I never get that. :(
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