My Date with #3

I had my first date with potential #3 on Thursday night. We met at a nice bar in a ritzy part of town. This guy was really sweet. He gave me a single rose and we sat on the balcony and talked over drinks. It was very comfortable and low-key. We talked about our backgrounds...family and career. He is a middle school teacher and is also in the Army Reserve.
He writes, nothing published, but it's still nice to talk to someone well-versed in an assortment of topics. We hung out for a few hours and made plans to get in touch for another date. So I am probably going to go out with him on Saturday. I want to go to the driving range and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it doesn't rain.
In other news, I got in touch with "he who shall not be named" to get my jewelry back. I had left it wit him for safe-keeping when Anthony moved back to Mad's house, but now I want it all back. His response was that he was packing up a box for me, (apparently I have A LOT more shit at his house than I thought), and that he would drop it off when he has time. Seems to me that he has nothing but time, seeing as he will most likely be alone for the long term since I cannot fathom someone putting up with his crap as long as I did. But I got what I asked for...I guess...since I'm getting my stuff back and can finish the whole "moving on" process if I no longer have ties to him.
I am hoping the weather holds up on Sunday as well, since we are going to the Renaissance Fair that day. Soooo excited! I love that everyone dresses up and gets into character. If not for hot water, blowdryers/straighteners, air-conditioners, microwaves, high heels, bras, toothpaste, and mascara, I swear I would think that I was born in the wrong era. I am definitely planning on dressing up this year. I bought a complete outfit a few years ago from one of the dress shops there. It cost me an arm and a leg, as each piece is hand-sewn. It is gorgeous though, and I feel like a princess in it. (Although it is a "commoner" outfit.) I will definitely take pictures and post it along with a blog about the whole day.

Recap of Date #2

OK, so I went on my first date with potential #2 last night. I almost canceled because I felt that he was giving off semi-stalker vibes. He called me last weekend to talk a little and set up a date. He then called on Tuesday to confirm that we were going on Friday (as planned per our first conversation). On Friday, he called AGAIN to see if we were still going out. Stage five clinger alert! After some consultation with my online dating expert (Madalene), she talked me into going anyway. Maybe he was nervous, or just very, very responsible. Hmmm....

So, I met him at a bowling alley near my place. He was cute...clean-cut, tall, neatly dressed. He seemed polite and SANE, so I didn't run out the door (Also, my three-inch heeled boots would not have allowed me to run, the lanes are supposed to be oiled, not the entranceways!!) We got set up in a lane and he sat there, talking to me. He didn't change into his bowling shoes because he said he didn't like how they looked..? We started talking about scary places to drive and I mentioned San Francisco. He then told me that he avoids SF because of all the Gays. uhhh...I just sat there, I'm pretty sure my mouth was hanging open, and I just stared at him. I thought he was joking, but he never said anything to indicate that he was kidding.

I choked down the response that I wanted to make and resisted the urge to kick the homo-phobe so hard that he would never be able to procreate. But my parents raised me to be polite, so I just pretended that the bowling pins were his teeth. We managed to bowl a few games and I started to relax a little. It might have been because I made Madalene and Howard meet us there and bowl a few lanes away from us. HAHA!!

We played a few games of pool after we bowled. He kept making comments about how he was playing pool by the "guy's rules" and that these rules didn't apply to me because I am a girl. So, I decided that I was going to play by the "guy's rules" as well, AND I would beat the sexist pig's ass to boot. Unfortunately, I had two margarita's during the evening (I would not have been able to get through this date otherwise), so my aim was a little off. I was SO close to winning, but alas, I lost. I did however point out to him that Women's equality has come a long way since the 19th Amendment was passed.

After that, we turned in our gear and the cashier and waitress cashed us out. They had a bit of an issue with the register and as they were discussing the problem in Spanish, the butthole turns to me and says, "do you understand what they are saying?" By then, my guard was up, so I looked at him and said, " I'm Filipino, not Hispanic." That's when I decided that he would be paying for this little date on his own.
I couldn't wait to leave, so I continued walking when he suggested that we could hang out a little longer. It was, after all, only 9pm. At my car, we said goodbye, and he drove off....I hadn't even found my keys in my purse yet. So, strike 2 on the online dating experience....but it's great material for a book!!