What it comes down to is I am a conundrum between knowing what I want and am worth and thinking I can fix everyone and being too insecure. Any other ladies? I canNOT be the only one.
He was nice. Tall. Shaved (the first time I met him, slightly...ok very, ineberated) he had a beard like a billy goat..scratch that, he looked like a mountain main that was in the midst of eating a billy goat. Tall and hairy. He took me to a wonderful restaurant in downtown and we feasted and drank like kings and queens. At the end of the night no kiss from me. A few things and I am not trying to be knit-picky however these are things that at no given time do I want to adore or ever be around for a long periods of time. 1. A man that talks about his weight and diet like a girl. 2. A man that always sounds like the 4 year old snotty nosed kid...not being a brat but literally like there is a cough or sneeze coming on any given minute and he may or may not cover his mouth. This also has a cousin symptom that sounds like peanut butter is in their throat. I am also trying to cut back on Peanut Butter- cause I am a girl and can talk about my weight and diet!
All in all, fun, giggled authentically, had a good time, and may have found an occasional type of friend. I still get a high five for going and he gets one for the great restaurant and being a really nice guy.
On to the wagon notes....totes off it. That whole 7 drinks a week and no more than 3 in a day is bull shit. Well, maybe not bull but for moi on my birthday weekend it is more like a someecard that everyone laughs at instead of health guideline. Going to crawl....slowly...towards the wagon again. Got a sister in town as well so we have been partaking in some adult beverages and will tonight as well so you know...I will start it tomorrow- ha! Like that has neeeeeever been said before.
One more little pat on my back after ripping my drinking apart...today at Safeway I was leaving after treating myself to some Green Tea Roses (and batteries...do with that what you'd like) and before I walked over to Sisters Coffee to do the whole "I am in workout clothes and have not sweated yet and I have on lip gloss and my hair is in a perfect high pony and maybe there will be a super hot super single and super attentive gentleman sitting drinking coffee (americano preferred) and have a seat open next to me and wave me over...." move, there was an older gentleman outside, homeless, hungry and cold. I asked him if he'd like anything and he said that he and his wife were thirsty and cold. I took my high pony back into Safeway, got them a triple hot chocolate and 2 breakfast sausage burritos and some water. He was so happy and so thankful. Felt pretty damn good on my part too.
So to summerize:
Saddle: Did the date. Still happy and single.
Wagon: Nope. Not close but some time with Amma coming up will be a good detox.
Warm and Fuzzy: Fed a man and his wife
Overall: Life is fucking grand!
xx
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