PIC OF THE DAY!
Today’s photo prompt is “texture”. This is the necklace I’m trying to sell. They are big, chunky (and textured) Majorica pearls in a double strand of champagne, gray and white pearls. So beautiful. I have a champagne bracelet and drop earrings that match.
TODAY…
1. I’m thankful for the phone calls that have been rolling in these last two days. Job leads and friends! Love them all!
2. I’m thankful that this snow is pretty and that it will melt soon.
3. Thankful that I have the opportunity to get rid of all this extra baggage.
4. Thankful for this time to reflect.
5. Thankful for my warm coffee…time to get some more!
Well, there they are, peeps. The pearls I’m trying to sell are right over there >>>>
Some of you have expressed some interest. If you’re really interested, please send a private message with your email address and I’ll send you the deets and the other pix of the bracelet and earrings. I haven’t had really any nibbles on Craigslist and I’ve never sold anything on ebay, so I haven’t listed them there. Who’s done ebay before? Any tips?
So, the date last night. Damn, but I had a GREAT time! How weird is that? I was actually kind of hoping to not like him anymore so that I could be rid of him once and for all, but that did not happen. Especially since he took me to a fantastic new restaurant that I’ve been dying to try for a while now.
And the really fun part? Since he’s a restaurateur and he’d been wanting to try this place as well, we took tons of recommendations from our really cool waiter and tasted a million things…each dish better than the last! And we got to chalk it all up and write it off as research! We were drowning in delicious soups (thick pea) and salads (amazing beets–and I usually don’t really like them), meats with different sauces to try, insane scallops, about 15 side dishes…and a pecan pie for dessert! We tasted it all, but couldn’t hardly make a dent in all that food, so guess who now has a fridge full of leftovers? That’s right! The unemployed chick! Girl’s gotta eat, right?!
And the conversation was really nice. He complements me a lot, telling me that I’m the most interesting woman he’s met since his divorce. I’m a little insecure in the “interesting” department lately due to lack of career direction right now, so that makes me feel good.
He also came clean about something when I brought up the point that a lot of people lie on their internet profiles. I mean, remember how EXMS told BIG lies like not having kids and never being married (??!!)? I wanted to get any and all fudges out of the way right then and there.
So CC turned to me and said that there was something on his profile that wasn’t the truth. He told me that he’s not really 43. He’s actually 50. And I was (internally) blown away! Remember I got really pissed off about that other guy who lied about his age (a long time ago–we never even went out on a date), but CC, while he does look a little mature to be 43, looks INCREDIBLE for 50!! I mean, I already thought he was attractive with a very healthy body, but damn. He passed for 43 with me for sure.
And many things fell into place after he told me.
It was a cold, rainy night and after dinner the waiter gave us some seats next to the fireplace and brought us drinks. We shut the place down. Not only that, but we weren’t ready to go home after shutting the restaurant down, so we went to another bar to finish the evening.
And the strangest thing of all? I didn’t even kiss him goodnight. I don’t know what my deal is. I think he’s attractive and I think he’s pretty cool (even with the weird stripper thing and nude pix), but I’m not attracted. I can’t even imagine getting naked with this guy even though he has a really fantastic body.
But I LIKE him. What is my problem? Why is this happening? I’ve never had a problem getting turned on by the guy I’m out with. Could it be my instincts kicking in? Noters have told me to trust my gut, but now my gut it all kinds of confused.
Hm.
Regardless, CC and I are still on for the Champagne tasting tomorrow night. And the great thing about all of that is, we’re going early and then I’m leaving him to go to my building’s Holiday Party. I did not invite him to come with me to that. Yeah, the more I write this out the more I’m thinking I need to end this.
I think.
So well. I need to get going for now. Best Bud sent me a job description from her company that sounds like an amazing opportunity, and I need to adjust my resume accordingly and send it off to her. Need to get a move-on. So until later…
Love. Love. Love and more love!
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