fantastic date

once in a blue moon you get a fantastic date. one where the activity is fun, the food is great, the mood is right, great chemistry, and most importantly- the guy makes you feel like the most beautiful interesting woman in the world.

last night was one such date. even if nothing comes from our time together, i will take this as proof that fantastic dates are possible. (i was begining to lose hope!)

i met him last week over cocktails. he was adorable, funny, nice job, good education, and thought i was the cat's meow.

when he asked if he could take me out on saturday night, i happily agreed. he showed up exactly on time, with a bottle of sweet sparkling red wine (omg my fav!) and milk bones for my mutts. this guy certainly knows how to make a good impression on a girl AND her dogs.

we cabbed it over to the spot for dinner. we swapped ribbings over martinis, laughing the entire time. conversation flowed with no akward pauses. it was effortless.

walking to the jazz club, he grabbed my hand "to make sure i didn't slip on the ice". i held onto it the entire way there. ya know, just in case. the rest of the night was a blur of martinis, compliments, laughing, fun and chemistry. i was totally taken care of. *swoon*. we kissed on the couch of the smokey jazz club, i was in heaven.

nothing like a great date to restore a girl's faith in mankind. or MANkind. where it goes from here, who knows. i got to feel like a princess for a night.