I'll Drive.

So last night I had a date with Runner again. We were supposed to go on a champagne dinner at the Gilcrease Museum and listen to jazz music. We decided to take my car, not sure why we just did. I let him drive my car, which is a 5 speed, and apparently he sucks at it. It was so bad that I called him out. He lucky wasn’t completely offended by me bashing his driving. To make a long story short, we were late so didn’t make it in time. By the time we got there we decided to just turn around and leave. I drove this time.

Both of us were already all dolled up. I was in a cocktail dress and he was in a nice suit. I told him that my dress had purple in it and he comes out with his suit and a purple striped tie on. Dorky I know, but I thought it was cute that he wanted to match. Most guys try to avoid coordinating with their dates. So, instead of champagne and jazz, we went to a little Italian Restaurant called Ciao. It’s a quaint and intimate place with great food.

At dinner we ordered a bottle of wine. It was delicious! I ordered a Diavolo di Mara (?), seafood pasta with a red pepper sauce and kalamata olives. He ordered salmon. Yes, we fed each other bites and yes they were both good. When dinner was over we decided to stroll down Brookside and window shop. We stopped at the window of Pohlenz Cucine Moderne to admire the kitchens of our dreams. It had been closed for hours by this point in time and out of no where the owner shows up and gives us a personal little tour of the place and tells us all about the kitchens, bathrooms, and closets that they sell. I was in heaven and Runner let me stay without trying to rush me at all. I know he wasn’t as interested as I was but him letting me talk to the owner without trying to hurry me was super nice. As we were about to leave, the owner invited us to an event they were having in their store this Thursday with wine and hors d'oeuvre’s. We told him we may stop in because we will already be out. Sounds like it could be fun but we already bought our tickets to go to a Driller’s baseball game. I love baseball games! I am excited to hang out with Runner again, especially at a game, in the middle of summer, with an ice cold beer!

We decided we wanted to head out. We went back to his place and hung out until way too late. At about midnight I realized what time it was and decided to head home. Another successful date.

Lesson learned, I’m a better driver and he admitted it. For simply admitting, he earns points.

The Lawyer

My younger sister Rebekkah is to thank for the next dating experience....

I was introduced to Lawyer at my nephews birthday party and after brief conversation between crying babies and fighting toddlers (both of which are nieces and nephews, not my own!) I told him that if he ever wanted to go out ask Rebekkah or Samuel (her husband) for my number and well, he did. We met at a wine bar that I frequent so I know a few people. We both ordered a glass of wine and began our conversation. I immediately noticed that he sounded like he had a bubble stuck in his throat. I wanted him desperately to take a drink of water so that the bubble would go away yet drink after drink it wouldn't disappear! He was telling me about his home, in an attempt to impress my I think, which was a complete bachelor pad (which is OK, after all, he is a bachelor) but who needs three televisions in their living room alone, a poker table in place of a dinner table, and an air hockey table instead of a spare bed? All a little extreme in my opinion. He then ordered another glass of wine, asks me approximately two questions about myself, and continues about how wonderful he thinks he is. The owner of the bar came over and slyly asked if I was OK, he could tell I was annoyed I guess. While Owner was there, Lawyer asked for yet another glass of wine! He was on his third and I on my first! He quit talking about himself long enough to realize I was out of a drink and offered to get me another but I politely declined because I hadn't eaten dinner yet and knew if I had another I would be a blubbering idiot, much like my date! He said that he hadn't eaten yet either so he offer to take me to dinner....I was hungry so I let him buy me dinner. We drove separate cars and thankfully so after I saw he was obviously intoxicated as indicated by his driving. While leaving the parking lot he not only hit a curb with his BMW, went on the wrong side of the rode and "got lost" and went driving through an empty parking lot! In that two mile drive to P.F. Chang's I called Rebekkah and told her that the guy she set me up with was drunk...she didn't believe me! So at the restaurant, Lawyer and I ordered dinner and yes, you guessed it right another drink! At this point I was drinking because I thought it might make the situation better (it couldn't get any worse)! All through dinner he continued to talked about himself and how he wanted to run for office and how much he loved former president Bush. After dinner while in the parking lot, trying to make a great escape, he comes out of no where and gives me a kiss! AAWWWWW! It was the most awkward kiss ever because I wasn't expecting it and it was between my lips and cheek from a guy who talked the whole night about himself and sounded like he had a bubble stuck in his throat the whole time. Thanks Rebekkah! Never let me go on a date with a guy you think is a annoying to begin with but tell me is OK just because you feel sorry for him! I thought I could trust my own sister!