The Professor and I started talking online when he added me to his favorites, and I returned the favor by commenting on his profile. He traveled a lot for his job, so we had made plans two weeks in advance and we emailed each other almost every night before that. By the time we had met, I knew a lot about him, maybe too much. Whatever I didn’t know, google filled in the cracks. I found out he was leaving for the summer to teach at another university and I found information all about his relevant projects. Honestly, I knew too much, period–and for me to play it off like I was just getting to know him was going to be a challenge.
We initially planned for dinner, but every few days or so I’d get an email from my date suggesting alternate plans. He finally asked me to meet for drinks first. I thought, Wow, drinks and dinner? This is going to be a super-long date. What if I don’t like him after the first ten minutes? All you seasoned daters who are reading this can see what my future had in store for me, but I was completely clueless.
When we met he was cuter in person. We talked in the back of the restaurant for a while and he asked me about my job, where I lived, lots of basic questions- something I’m very familiar with as I tend to do that on dates myself. It’s a simple way to avert the attention on yourself, which is something I loath to do.
After we finished our drinks we headed out of the bar, I asked him if he was ready for dinner. He stopped, looked at me, and said, “Oh wow is it 8 already? You know, I’m just not feeling any sparks.”
I stopped for a second. “Huh?” It took me a few seconds to realize that the drink invitation was the test before moving onto dinner, and apparently he didn’t want to continue this date. Wow. Honestly, I wanted to pat my belly and say, “Don’t care! Momma’s hungry!” But I didn’t. So we said our awkward goodbyes and I sat in my car.
The first thing that went through my head is, “What did I do wrong?” Is it universal to immediately think that when someone isn’t interested in you? I think yes.
But when I think back to the guys I didn’t call back after the first date, there were tons of reasons why I didn’t pursue them. I wasn’t physically attracted. His personality wasn’t clicking with mine. He had a twitch. Touché.
So now, having been on the opposite end of the rejection stick, the big question is: do you prefer someone to tell you they’re not interested in you to your face, or would you rather receive the “thanks, but no thanks” email/text afterward? OR, would you rather not receive a call at all?
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I met Mr. Confidence at a bar when I was out for my best friend’s 30th birthday. He came up to me and a group of my friends and introduced himself. He started chatting with me and asked to get to know me better. Unfortunately, his friends were leaving to go to another bar, so he asked for my number. I was so impressed with his confidence to directly come up to a group of girls, I immediately gave him my number. He texted me a couple hours later apologizing again for leaving so abruptly. I said that he should take me to dinner to make up for it, and he said it would be his pleasure. He called me two days later and we made dinner plans for the following week. 
Update Wednesday took a little break, but now we are back with great dates from Ms. Green and Ms. Purple.
While in San Diego last weekend, Ms. Green had mentioned she heard a report that if you weigh yourself everyday it keeps you on track of your diet because it keeps you conscience of what you are doing. I immediately responded no way could I do that because when I had a scale I found my mood depended on the number I saw in the morning. If it was a high number it was going to be a long day, and if it was a low number than I would indulge a little more because I had such a great number. Regardless, if the number was good or bad I was still conscience of what I was putting in my mouth. I tended to stay more focused. Key word FOCUSED.
one. First thing I learned, I gained 2 lbs since PALEO free San Diego. Let me tell you, once you are off the PALEO wagon it’s difficult to get back on, but here I am getting back on. Every morning I will log my current weight, what I weighed the day before, how much lost/gained, and how much more to lose. Throughout the day I will write what I ate, the time, and mood.
A Clockwork Orange. I know what you’re thinking: “How can this possible tie into Healthy Mondays?” Simply, I want to wear the all-white outfit for Halloween this year and look damn good doing it. I am leaving out the blond wig but finding the fabulous eyelashes and bowler hat. Now I have a goal: Super cute by Halloween. Officially COUNTDOWN TO CLOCKWORK ORANGE.
Ms. Purple has decided to get back on the health kick and found a website to help do 100 push ups in six weeks. Even though I am doing CrossFit I still can’t do 100 push ups in a row. I agreed to do them in the morning and stick with the schedule offered on the website 
As we move into summer Green, Purple, and Yes me Goldie decided to reflect on the first trimester of dating. (A little late but better than never.) We have laid low in the dating scene due to being busier than ever but don’t fret miei amici we shall resume our dating adventures very soon. First, lets take a look back at all we have learned, done, and will never do again.
Dating is a part-time job. It takes a lot of effort and time to weed through online profiles, email potential dates, set up a phone call, and arrange the first date. Then there’s the first date preparation: at least 2 hours of grooming and primping and deciding what to wear. And then there is the date itself. If it’s a great one, you never want it to end. If not, you’re trying to figure out how fast you can possibly get out of it. I’ve been on 10 first dates and here is what I’ve learned so far:
Wed, Jul 1, 2009
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