Friday, September 19, 2008

Post Birthday

I'd like to start off with the fact that I had a great birthday. Fun times.

Date Five turned out good. He grilled steak, I picked up a bottle of wine (Francis Coppola Malbec; it was good). City of Angels was the movie of choice. It is one his favourites, but one I hadn't seen yet. And I really like Nic Cage, so it was fine. Progress was made during this date. He put his arm around me during the movie. Nothing else happened, but it was nice and wonderful and slow. Nice pace.

Now, my birthday. He was invited and I had a whole host of people coming. We went to play bingo. Let me just tell you, them little old ladies at bingo are fucking serious. It ended up being DLR- one of my former youth kids, RepoGirl, Stewart- an guy I had a thing with right after I separated and I didn't think it was a serious thing but he did and we're still really great friends, and JPanda and his wife, Panda. It's BYOB, so we did. At one point they shushed us over the speaker and when we started cracking up, little old lady bingo woman said, and I quote, "It's not funny, it's just rude." Seriously lady?? Is your life so devoid of enjoyment and fun that you play bingo every fucking night and have your Depends in a knot because we're having fun? Get over it. The attendant didn't have a problem with it, so shove it and your 12 daubers up your ass.

After bingo we went to the restaurant where I get a free drink. We needed to eat, and it was a good excuse. Gifts were open. (CDG remembered I like PostSecret and gave me one of the books. Stewart added PeeWee's Playhouse. AWESOME.) There was much banter between the four of us-CDG, Stewart, RepoGirl and me. The others all had to go. At the end of the night, I still had 30 minutes or so of my day left. CDG walked me to my car and we were talking and I said something like "so, did you talk about us when we left the table?" and he said yes, it came up. I said that I would never purposely hurt Stewart's feelings, but I couldn't exactly not date. I said, I mean it's not like I would make out in the parking lot if he were right there, but he's not so.....And then CDG kissed me. And we made out in the parking lot. And he said I'm beautiful and look like Lauren Graham, which I take as a huge compliment because he loves Gilmore Girls. I had a total girly moment though when I couldn't really stop giggling about the whole thing. Mind at this point I've had an Adult Juice Box, Wild Turkey and a Mexican Martini. However, I was not drunk, just intoxicated. I'm just excited because after five dates (we won't count this), I subtley made moves and insinuations and IT WORKED. He was just shy.

Now that it is an hour past my birthday, I'm going to sleep. As best I can. I honestly suck at this whole adult dating. I married right out of high school and have no idea what I'm doing 90% of the time. This weekend is reserved for the family celebrations and I know I'll have a good time with that.

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gingela5 said...

Yay--it sounds like it turned it out great! And happy late birthday! Oh, and I'm so glad that the package made it. Occassionally I don't trust the post office.

Jen4 @ Amazing Trips said...

Happy Belated Birthday!!

Now, get out of bed and go for a walk. Or a run. Or a swim!! Just think how awesome you'll feel on your next birthday when you have a hard body. Yours of course, not the guy you're dating.

Although, whose to say ... a little exercise can go a long way!! ;)

Issas Crazy World said...

Bingo ladies are intense. they scare me.

Happy belated birthday!