Name: JKD
Age: 48
Status: Recently divorced, unfortunately. I don’t like it when they are fresh out of the marriage, but whaddya gonna do?. He’s so fresh that he just moved out of the “maids’ quarters” (say what?) at his marital house and into an apartment. In fact, he’s still working on furnishing the apartment. Says the divorce was amicable and she’s taken care of for the rest of her life. Two daughters, aged 15 and 13, who are clearly the lights of his life.
Job: Runs insurance company for something very specific, so I won’t write it here. Just sold the company (for apparently a sizeable chunk), but has been asked to stay on and run the business for 5 more years. Plans to live on a yacht after retiring - or maybe that’s just his dream, but he seems pretty excited about it. Also, owns racehorses. Is that considered a job? Has a working farm…the list goes on…
Lives: In a brand new apartment that’s about a 10-minute walk from my place! He’s the most geographically desirable guy I think I’ve ever met!
Length of Date: a little over 4 hours
He Looked: Dapper! The right height, the right weight (slim-ish build), dark hair, trimmed beard (not a gray in sight…maybe colored, which is a shame because gray hair and beards make me melt), dressed impeccably casual in a polo shirt and dark tan colored denim. I don’t remember his shoes. I do remember his timepiece.
I Looked: Better than my profile photos, apparently! He complemented me all night long, and even took a picture of me! I was wearing a cute giraffe-print sleeveless dress and sandals so that I could walk the dog. Also brought the bag for Martini so that she could have a place to hang out during our meeting.
We Did: Sat on the patio at the restaurant in the park. Talked and talked and laughed and made goo-goo eyes at each other while drinking not one, but two bottles of Veuve Clicquot!!! We had some appetizers, but really should have either eaten more or had less to drink - but we wanted to make the night last longer!
First Impression: I was very, very pleasantly surprised - blown away, even. He told me that he never gets nervous - he wheels and deals and runs businesses and does all kinds of things that should make people nervous and he never does…but at that very moment he said that he was NERVOUS in the good kind of way! He told me how happy he was to be with me and that he really had low expectations for the evening, but it was all so beyond his expectations. He gushed. I blushed and got butterflies. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had butterflies?! He also confessed that he had even made a back up plan in case the night was sucky. He was going to meet some friends at a bar. But he ended up texting the photo of me that he took and wrote “SHE IS AWESOME!” below the picture IN ALL CAPS! I told him to invite his friends if he wanted to, but he never got around to that. He told me that he likes to hold hands. People. He LIKES TO HOLD HANDS! I haven’t held hands since before the last time I got butterflies. Now. Maybe he was blowing smoke, but if that’s the case, I don’t really care because he just made me feel so damn good! Good job, JKD!
High Point: See above.
Low Point: See below.
He Stipulated: If you become my girlfriend, we will spend the holidays with my ex, her boyfriend and my kids. Not sure how I feel about that, but I think that bridge should be crossed if and when it appears.
I Stipulated: Must love my dog and accept her as my kid ;)
How It Ended: He walked me home. Or maybe we wobbled and tottered. No matter. He got me and my dog to the door. We kissed. A few times. They were drunken, but from what I can remember, they were good. He texted me as he walked home, “I can’t imagine a first date being better for me.” And then sent me the photo that he took of me and texted, “That is beauty.” And then, “I really hope that you give me a 2nd date.”
Chances Are: Pretty fucking good.
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