PIC OF THE DAY!
Cupcakes I made for my dad’s birthday this weekend. I think I’ve posted similar cuppies before, but I think they’re so cute!
TODAY…
1. Thankful for the FANTASTIC time my Dad, Lovely Leah and I had celebrating his birthday at a GREAT SHOW!!
2. So thankful that I have my daddy-o to celebrate with!
3. Thankful for a really fabulous date last night–looking pretty good!
4. Thankful that I actually got my booty outta bed on Saturday morning (after Friday night’s show) and went to the gym.
5. REALLY thankful for all of the opportunities that are coming up for me this week!
Wow! What a weekend…I’m tired. Haven’t written all weekend, so I guess I better get back up to speed.
Happy Sunday! I skipped church today because I was lounging around with CC reading the paper, sipping coffee and talking, talking, talking.
Yes, we had a lovely date last night. He’d originally told me that he was cooking dinner for me and I gave him the ol’, “yeah, I know what ‘cooking dinner’ means…”
So he decided to take the pressure off by telling me that he wanted to take me to a brand new restaurant that had been reviewed just the day before in the weekend guide, instead. Looked really good, so I was excited about that. He asked me to come over to his place so we could drink some of his deeee-licious bubbly beforehand. I’m always excited about that. A couple things I adore about CC: his taste in food and wine. And his kissing skillz. Oh yeah!
So I went over to CC’s place (brought him some of those yummy cupcakes) and of course, he popped some more good stuff and we drank and shot the shit until it was time to go to dinner.
Got there and the place was completely packed. We got a drink and people watched and waited and waited. CC got hungry and went to check on our table, and they gave him some bullshit excuse…table wasn’t ready, people not leaving, etc…and I could see CC getting cranky for lack of food and the place was starting to get annoyingly club-like and loud.
Finally, I took the initiative and got up to talk to the hostess, who gave ME some story, and there were several tables open, so I just said that I’d stand there and wait until a table was ready. Seconds later and sure enough–table’s READY!!
We were seated and our waitress ROCKED, so CC ordered some kind of flatbread app and it came out almost immediately, and the color came back to CC’s face. Much better. We each ordered entrees that were recommended in the write-up and we FED each other from time to time. Oh yeah, it was goooood. Not even cheesy or embarrassing, just a damn great time. I ordered a martini and that was alllllll she wrote! I was drunk, glowing, and very happy! So was CC (well, he wasn’t drunk because he was driving, but he was happy…at least I’m pretty sure of that–he was finally hand-holdy and I found it quite charming).
Back to CC’s place after dinner where we’d planned on watching a movie, but I just didn’t have the patience for a movie and just wanted to kiss his face all night. So I did. I had a feeling I was going to end up spending the night, but I didn’t want for things to get really intense, so he invited me to his bed, but I told him that I WASN’T ready for THAT.
So we kept our clothes on. All of them. Every last stitch. CC was such a sweetheart to play along and agree to my wishes, as annoyed as I’m sure he probably was. And I like him EVEN MORE for that.
What I don’t like him more for is the snoring. Oy, the snoring. And he told me that he doesn’t snore! I had to get him to turn over a couple of times and even reminded him that he told me that he doesn’t snore….and yet there it was, the LOUDEST elephant in the room. Of course, he told me that it was all because he was wearing too many layers of clothes! Riiiighht.
He does have a wine tasting this week with a doctor who specializes in snoring problems and sleep apnea, so I’m curious to hear how the conversation goes.
We woke this morning and talked and laughed about the night before, and before I even had a chance to pick my head up off the pillow, he got up and went out to Starbucks to get me a giant latte and some yogurt that he doctored up with giant fresh blueberries. YUM!! All this while I lounged in his bed and sent text replies to the folks who texted the night before.
He’d also gotten a Sunday paper, and I haven’t lounged in bed with a latte and the paper and a handsome man in…well, forever! It was so much fun! And for some reason, we can just talk and talk and talk, like forever. It was really, really hard to leave.
But I left at around 1:45 this afternoon. And the rest of the day has been spent sending each other goofy texts! He even asked me to come back over and help him drink the fancy bottle of Bordeaux he opened the night before (I couldn’t drink any last night–I was already gone).
I think I’ve decided to relax and let this unfold. There’s nothing else I can do. I like the guy. I don’t know if he’s ready for a relationship, but he’s extremely respectful of my wishes and knows my desires, and frankly, I don’t think he’d waste my time.
My concerns remain: (a) the dumb lie about his age, (b) the complications with the ex, and (c) the fact that he’s done a LOT of crazy bachelor-type activity since his divorce and hasn’t had a real relationship since his ex.
I know that everyone has issues, but I know myself well enough to know that I’ve been attracted to this type of man for years and years now. You see where this has gotten me.
Still, right now his good qualities WAY outweigh those concerns above. He is SO polite and charming. He is extremely considerate. He is incredibly generous. He is a doting father. He is a high-powered businessman. He is very handsome. He is super sexy. He has extremely discriminating tastes. He likes me and tells me I’m interesting and that he REALLY enjoys the time we spend together, and he is so confident that he’ll eventually get me into bed–and that is SUCH a turn-on.
And I seriously can’t wait until the next time I see him! I can’t believe that I’ve gone from not wanting to see him at all anymore to dying to see him! Weird, but I’m certainly not complaining.
So today was my dad’s 71st birthday. To celebrate, I got us tickets to see a musician that he and I both LOVE. The show was Friday night, and my mom had a conflict, so Lovely Leah agreed to come at the last minute.
We had an absolute blast! We had dinner first at this quirky little Italian place, and the owner kept coming out to talk to us. We didn’t understand half the things he was saying (at one point he asked me if I was from Staten Island [???] and wanted to know all about us and then told US all about himself). We laughed and had tons of fun at dinner andthen it was time for the show.
The venue (huge, famous venue) was PACKED with hundreds and hundreds of people, and not only were the reserved seats sold out, but the Gen Admission (those were the only tix I could afford at the time anyway) was nose to nose. I was afraid my dad was going to hate it, and when the band first came out, we really couldn’t see anything and were blocked by a pole. But as the crowd finally settled, we ended up in a very good spot to see the show. It was brilliant!
AND, Video Guy was there–backstage! We kept texting each other. I was trying to get him to let us backstage with him so that we could meet The Legendary Musician, and in fact, after the show Video Guy guided us to the back door where we ALMOST got in!!! But we were fairly quickly turned away because we didn’t have backstage passes, and Video Guy couldn’t help us. Still, it was so much fun ALMOST going backstage!
Got home at a little after 2am, and I thought my dad was going to spend the night at my place, but he told me that he had orders from my mom to come home (which was another hour drive for him!). Damn, I’m sure he was dog tired, but I think he really loved it. I know I did!
On the work front, as you know I’ve started work with the non-profit and that’s going to be fun, but a lot of work. I’ll write more about that later, I’m sure.
I’ve also had some very promising conversations with another company I talked with over the summer. It appears a new opportunity has opened up within this company, and I KNOW the hiring manager personally!! We have emailed back and forth and talked on the phone on Friday, and she wants me to come in for an interview!!! I’m hoping to get it set up this week. It sounds super exciting, but I don’t want to get my hopes up too high–because it’s almost too good to be true. PLEASE keep your fingers crossed, okay? It would be so nice to have this one come through.
Plus, I’ve been hunted down by this group of headhunters who are aggressively pursuing me for a company that I’m not super interested in, but you never know. It certainly is nice to be heavily pursued, but I also know that headhunters are in it for the $$$$. But I finally talked to an HR person for this particular company. I don’t know. Again, not sure not only about the position, but the location and the company.
Regardless, progress is progress, and again, I’m NOT complaining.
Let’s get this show on the road, people! I’m ready!
The Shirt Ripper. Remember the guy who ripped all of his clothes off in front of me thinking that it would cause me to fall into bed with him? I freaked and slowly backed away from that event? And then to apologize for the debacle, he gave me one of his original paintings? We got together a few more times to watch movies and such, but it never led to more clothes ripping off, and he eventually faded away (texting every few months and then nothing).
Well. It appears he’s back. But this time he wants his painting back!!
See, he snagged himself a show at a gallery in another city, and he doesn’t have quite enough work together, so he asked me if I would loan him the one he gave me. He did this via text, and I wrote back within a half hour telling him, of course I would give him the painting back and when did he need it?
No reply. Silence.
So I’m not going to pursue him just so that I can give his painting back! He’s going to have to TELL me when he needs it, right? It’s not like I’m going to leave it next to his door or something.
Weird. I’ll let you know what happens.
Okay, I think that’s it for the weekend. Whew. I’m exhausted.
So I wish you sweet dreams and tons of delicious, warm LOVE!!!
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