I'm sure you have all been waiting breathlessly to hear about 'The Date' - so here you go...
Wasn't really all that exciting (for me anyway). We went to the little girl's house to exchange the mums and take pictures. Here they are:
She was kind of cute, although I didn't notice her boobies until they were pointed out to me this morning - thanks friend! She was also very polite and sweet.
I drove them to Chili's. C3 sat in the front and she sat in the back, which was weird but it probably would have been weirder if they both sat in the back and I was in the front alone. We were all involved in the conversation and I wasn't just driving feeling stupid, which was nice.
The plan was that when they were almost finished and had their check he would call me and I would come pick them up. This was about 6:30 or so. I went home and started making dinner because I had some chicken that HAD to be cooked and about half way through that at 7:12 he called and asked me to come get them. That was a really short date.
I arrived and they sat in the same spots and again there was lively banter. As I was turning into her apartment parking lot, I was getting a little nervous, did I park in a spot or just pull up in front of her door? Hmmm...
I decided to pull up in front of her door, but pulled forward so that I couldn't actually see her door. C3 got out of the car like a perfect gentleman and opened her door for her. She said goodbye to me, the door was shut and there was small talk and then silence... My heart was palpitating but I didn't look, I don't really want to know, not at all.
C3 got back in the car all Mr. Smooth and kept up his banter until we got home. So that was it. I didn't totally freak out, although I thought I might, and I liked her up until this morning when I noticed that she has boobies. Not really, I don't dislike her, but this booby thing might be a problem...
2017: We're still standing, so far.
1 month ago