Monday, August 11, 2008

Hot Date with Hot Dad

So, Friday was my date with Hot Dad. Instead of my usual "meet for drinks", he kicked it up a notch by picking me up for dinner.  Lovely!  Once in the car, he just started chatting non-stop - and yes, mostly about himself.  Oh dear, was this going to be a long night of "uh-huhs"?  Before dinner we stopped off at a wine bar- he is thinking of opening one, and wanted to scope out the competition.  Fun- I love playing restaurant critic!  He was still going full speed when I guess he heard himself, took a deep breath, and said "I have ADD".  I laughed and agreed that he must, and I saw him visibly relax.  Suddenly I got it- he wasn't a self absorbed jerk, he was nervous.  I think he's an out-of-practice dater who thought he had to fill up all the silences and try to impress me.  Our date eased into more of a conversation than a monologue, and started to become really fun.  We went on to dinner at a fantastic spot of his choosing (I put him in charge of food and wine selection- love when there's a professional on the team!) and we had a great time.  He was outgoing, fun, and interested, and I felt like we had some chemistry building.  We nixed dessert in favor of a cocktail at a bar in my neighborhood, and I was noticing how easily  things were flowing.  When HD kissed me on the cheek, I knew the sparks were flying because I was dying for the real thing.

We tried to go to 2 more bars (decided against one, one was no loner serving) and ended up back at mine.  At this point I wasn't thinking about his commute home, I was just thinking about what a good time I was having.  We watched the Olympics over giant vodka sodas and just talked and talked.  I eventually got my real kiss (and then some), and the next thing I knew it was 4am.  Now, does having 2 sleepover dates in 2 weeks (with 2 different guys!) make me a slut?  I'm hoping I can squeeze by on the technicality that neither one involved sex, and in both cases I was doing my part to keep drunk drivers off the road.  Still, not exactly ideal, but I'm just gonna go with the fact that any date that lasts 13 hours must be a good one.

There have been many text messages since (16 from him yesterday alone!) and our next date is planned for tomorrow.  Hardly my usual routine of waiting around for a week to hear from someone.  I don't know, I'm just going to say I'm cautiously optimistic...


3 comments:

jadoerr said...

JJ, you are no slut, NO no. You have done CHiPS a real service by not allowing these buzzed men on the road. You're a model citizen.
I do have high hopes for HD though. His nervousness at wanting to impress you is charming, yet is his ADD something that could get in the way (is a nasty thing sometimes).
You're doing great!
xo

Anonymous said...

um hello, 16 texts in one day? that alone leads me to believe in the possibility of a love connection.

TMAC said...

JJ,
Two sleepover dates in one week?! You're definitely not a slut...you are my HERO!
If you ask me, HD has already racked up some serious plus points.
For starters, he is into fine wine and that can only benefit you, your friends, and even your family. I like that...a lot.
Second, an excellent move on skipping dessert for more drinks. Who wants to chow down when you are on a HOT date anticipating some steamy action later on? Keep the cocktails comin'.
Third, and probably most important, is that he is into cocktailing while watching sports. Football season is upon us and while the majority of women are complaining how their male partners simply ignore them all season, you can be cocktailing regardless. It's a win/win, really.
Keep keepin' it real.