Best date yet. Of course, the bar wasn’t set terribly high so that’s not saying much. It still went really well. However, there was just one small catch: she lived three hours away. We’d actually started talking on OKC a long time ago but I never pursued anything due to the distance. Then she found a boyfriend and left the site, but we added each other on Facebook and kept in touch. When I found out she was recently single, I seized the opportunity – especially now that I’m on a traveling kick. I asked if she wanted to meet and she was all for it.
So there we were, pushing a shopping cart through a grocery store. I was reminded irresistibly of Dating Fresh’s first date with The Marine, but we had to get cheese and snacks for our trip to the winery. Apparently a lot of people bring food to the vineyard so they have stuff to munch on while they drink. Good idea. But loading up on food for a date? I love to eat and I love a girl who loves to eat. Major win already.
She picked the winery (because we were in her neck of the woods, after all), and they had a neat outdoor pavilion with heaters to keep the 45-degree chill away from us. For the next three hours we sat at one of the little tables and swapped stories and jokes. I was amazed at how much we had in common. She was like the female version of me. We’d both spent more time on OKC than we cared to admit. We had the same complaints and observations about others’ dating profiles. We’d both made up fake profiles as the opposite sex in order to do research. We’d both been on a massive spree of fruitless first dates. We both had crazy ex stories. We had the same foul mouth and sense of humor. We had a shared disgust over people who can’t put their phones away for five minutes. Neither of us liked dogs or were pet people. Neither of us liked or watched sports. We liked the same fall/outdoor activities. We liked the same snacks. We had the same food allergies. We both have a borderline unhealthy obsession with a favorite animal.
Needless to say, we hit it off pretty well. The staff chased us out of the winery at closing time, so we ended up going bowling and then getting more food. After six or seven hours together we finally called it a night. She had work early in the morning and I had a long drive back home. We stood there slightly awkwardly in the parking lot – perhaps something else we had in common. I told her I had a lot of fun and she concurred. Then I said she should come visit me next time. She received my invitation with trepidation; she had enough trouble navigating her own part of the state, let alone coming all the way down to where I live. But she said it would be nice to get together again. Yeah. Coming from a girl, I know what that means by now. Means it’s unlikely to happen. However, with her it doesn’t really matter since there’s the aforementioned distance thing.
Still… I wanted to kiss her. But at that moment that I realized that I didn’t know how. Absolutely no idea how. In fact, when I think about it almost every first kiss I’ve had was initiated by the girl. Of course, there were other girls I would have liked to have kissed, but it’s hard to go for it when they’re quick-stepping away from you at the end of the date. So instead we just hugged and went our separate ways, each telling the other to get home safe. Going for the kiss is something I obviously need to work on.
And that was that. We’re still going to be in touch but I don’t expect much further to happen. But who knows. In the meantime I have two more dates set up for this week. I’ve also heard back from Melody. I had asked her what she’s looking for and she told me “I am looking for something. But I’m looking for it to grow out of a friendship.” Yeah. I have no idea what to do with that, apart from interpreting it as yet another “not interested.”
Looking for “something….” Just a little vague, don’t you think?
And in other news, I’ve gained back another two pounds. Go me!
First dates: 24
Second dates: 3
Third dates: 2
Stood up: 2
First kisses: 1
Sexual experiences: 0.6