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.

what (and who) i've been doing for the last 2 months

i had an internet penpal for like 6 months before i moved here to MI. this was not a guy i really considered dating. for one he had been recently divorced. two, he's just not as crazy as i like my guys. he is just not my type.

we met in person and i thought he was a lot cuter than i expected. we hung out a few times. he was akward and nervous around me, no clue why. i had felt like he wanted to kiss me for weeks, but never got up the nerve to make a move on me. and i don't make things easy for guys. so he got nothing.

we hung out a lot more. i went on a slew of lame dates and one night he was helping me put together a futon and i saw him totally differently than before. here is this guy who is crazy about me and i'm not even giving him the time of day. i should look at the guy right in front of me. immediately he was bf potential. funny how things work like that.

we were sitting on the assembled futon and he was hugging me. i was so overwhelmed with work i was about to cry. (side note: i am in the process of opening a retail store and it's a shit ton of work). i asked him, "do you think i can do it?" meaning, the store. without missing a beat he replied, "the store? fuck ya, no doubt in my mind". that is exactly what i needed to hear. i leaned over and kissed him right there. then told him, "that was exactly the right answer". we spent the rest of the night making out. i had no idea a nerd could be such a great kisser.

the sex was super, but a little vanilla. i dont' like having to tell a guy to fuck me from behind. i want a guy who wants to do it. but it was pretty cute to see him so appreciative after i gave him the best blowjob of his life.

after that day, it kinda fast forwarded into bf/gf. which for the moment it felt nice...someone who cared about me, someone i could do things with, someone who was a good friend. but it was almost like when you eat to much ice cream. it tastes delicious at the begining but then after you realize it was a mistake.

we had the "let's slow down" chat, then a week went by where we didn't talk. i missed my buddy so bad. then we see each other and hook up. he says how much he missed me and it feels so good to be with me, blah blah. i totally adore him as a friend, yet as a bf there's not much there.

can i keep him as a fuck buddy?