Date deets: We went to The Greene Turtle. He opened doors, pulled out my chair... so nice! We had a few drinks, listened to a great band, and had a couple appetizers. Great conversation was had. I confessed to doing research on him prior to meeting. He was shocked that I knew his last name and had a moment of panic when I told him I knew his birthday and address as well. :) I do my homework! I think I had to use the phrase "truly crazy people don't tell people they know these details about them, therefore I'm not crazy." I also pointed out that I didn't HAVE to confess I knew this info. and I could have very well pretended that I had no clue, therefore I'm not crazy. That must have seemed rational to him because he didn't flee when I went to the bathroom. He is very conservative but I don't see that as a negative at all. I would love to get him in a room with my dad and a couple die hard Republican friends of mine (Martha, Brenda, Kendra). They would get along so well! He hunts, fishes (strange word), has morals and values and was raised right! We don't agree on the religion aspect but hopefully that's not a deal breaker. Most of my friends are religious and most are Catholic. I was raised Catholic and somewhere along the line I strayed. I don't fault or bash those that are believers just as I hope they respect my belief not to believe. Once I explained this to him, and after he said it was weird, he seemed to be ok with the whole thing. (Let's hope, or in your case pray!) The bill came and it was ninety something bucks (yeah, we had some drinks-30 of it was food!). I totally offered to pay half and he insisted on the contrary. I offered a couple times, even offered the tip. I still got turned down. THAT my friend is how it's done! If I was a floozy, he totally would have been IN! Yes, that kind of IN! However, despite some rumors that you may or may not have heard, I am a good, respectable girl and not a floozy!
He walked me to my car and there was some PG 13 type kissing.
NOW, FOR THE MOST RETARDED, IDIOTIC THING I'VE EVER DONE: I pulled into my parking lot, so happy to have a decent spot where I don't have to walk through some shady bushes and can actually see my front door from the spot and realize I don't have my apartment key! I just took the car key, thinking it would be easier to carry in my wristlet than a gaggle of keys. So I text Scott, confessing my idioticness (spellcheck is telling me this is not a word but it should be and so I claim it to be so!) and he says that his place is a mess but I'm welcome to stay there if I need a place. So IN, if I was floozy like! However, I decide to try my mom's place first. I text my triad of siblings and my mother and like the non-nocturnal people they are, they do not respond. Hmmm... so I go to my mom's house and try to see if the door, which is ALWAYS unlocked, is unlocked. NO! So, I try to open the window.... Nope! The other window? Nope! Ok, so I hop back in the car, tell Scott I'm still a dumbass and locked out of mom's house with no burglar skills to assist. He again tells me that I can stay at his place but may not like him after seeing his place due to the mess. He clearly has NO CLUE about my lovely home keeping skills and a dog that craps on the floor daily. I told him nothing I see will surmount to what I have at home and would never judge anyone based on that (unless it was hoarder style). On my way back to my apartment (awaiting Scott's message), I had an epiphany. I kept thinking and thinking, "I'm not this stupid. I never leave without my keys. I hang them by the door knob for this very reason. WTH?" Then, It HITS ME (Tristy, I picture your mom hitting her forehead every time I hear that phrase and I hope you do too or else you are not going to understand why I do), I AM smart and I DID bring a gaggle of keys with me. I "hid them" beside the seat when I got to TGT. I am going to go ahead and blame my antibiotics for this night of confusion. My amoxicillin I'm on for my ear infection makes my head jumbled as is and then I had the bright idea to take it before a date at a bar where I knew I would be engaging in a drink or four. Apparently, confusion and sleeplessness are rare side effects of antibiotics and I feel weird about 10 minutes in from taking it. Alcohol magnifies the effects and can slow the effectiveness. I'm totally blaming the Amoxicillin, yep!
Once, I confessed to Scott that not only was I an idiot, but I was a double idiot, he still said he had a great time and wants to see me again. I told him that he just needs to name the time and the place and I'm in because he is a rare find. He said he feels the same about me (yeah, I'm a rare find alright) and wants to see me soon. I hope to hear from him and to see him again soon!
It's 3 am and I'm wide awake! Hopefully once I close this laptop my brain will shut off due to lack of stimulation! I will be sure to keep all you fine people updated on this rare specimen of the male species.
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