The Past, The Present, Asian Woman, and the lack of future

Good Afternoon All,
Apologies for the brief break from writing. So where to begin. Since the Elevator doors remained closed there's been a few odd additional things. Let's start with the past. You all remember the surgeon who I went out with maybe a couple of months ago who decided to get back together with his ex right? Well I received the following email (s) from home this week entitled "I'm sorry about this..."

"Hey... I apologize for contacting you..... Could you please email me at weirdo@strange.net (I deleted all your stuff already)? My girlfriend from Atlanta (remember the Asian one I spoke about) specifically asked me if I dated you...she does not even know you but she named your profile name. I think she may have a friend that can hack into the site (or has a friend that works there)....She asked me other information also that was impossible for her to know. I'm actually off this site for good but popped back on just to resolve this matter. If this is in fact the case, it's really awful and they should be stopped. Did she contact you? I'm confused. You can simply say you know nothing of the matter. Again, I apologize for contacting you... "

An hour later I received the next email entitled "hey"

"Don’t worry about what I just wrote to you. I got too nervous when she asked me about you. I promise you that I will not bother you anymore… "

I didn't write back obviously. Meanwhile the guy claims he hasn't been on the website but simply to resolve this matter, and when I just went in to copy and paste his message on here I saw he'd been active within the past four hours. I wish his girlfriend the best of luck.

In other news I went out with the IT guy again earlier this week. I think it was Monday. We met up and drove down to this town about 45 minutes from here and had dinner at this brewery. I was concerned because after researching the place online one of the reviews said that the only thing brewing after you eat there is the gas you'll have an hour later. Luckily we left unscathed and the food was actually pretty decent. I stayed safe with steak. Afterwards I suggested going for another drink and he took that to mean Starbucks. My passion tea was the most empassionaed part of the evening. At the end of some fine conversation, but nothing overly stimulating he asked if he could kiss me goodnight. Whatever, I might as well see if there was any chemistry I was missing elsewhere. It wasn't a bad kiss as in I didn't feel like I was kissing a relative, however when he stopped after a minute to throw his gum on the floor (which I didn't even notice was in his mouth) the moment (which wasn't that much of a moment) was lost. I couldn't stop laughing. We've chatted once since, but I'm not really interested.

So last night my Friday night partner and I ventured out to one of our usual haunts and almost immediately were chatted up by two guys, one bald, and one not. The not bald one who was a director at a marketing firm he referred to as the place where they call you up on Saturdays and try and get you to sign up for things seemed OK. He mentioned that he wanted to take me to dinner sometime, and I was open to the idea. A few minutes before the bars were slated to close, two woman walked in and my friend made a comment like half their outfits must have gotten lost at home. I honestly thought they were prostitutes until unbald said uh oh I hooked up with one of those girls a few times and never called her. He turned his back and looked uncomfortable. Now if he was trying to talk to me why would he tell me that? Lack of skills? Perhaps the same lack of reason (and skills) that caused him only a few moments later to show me a text she had sent him the previous day, which turned out to be a topless picture of rather large breasts for an Asian girl. "I think she may have gotten implants what do you think?" Well let's see since I (unlike him) hadn't seen them originally I didn't feel I could form an opinion.

Needless to say, I waited till he was talking to someone else and bolted out without a goodbye. At least I got a free drink, it wasn't a total loss. I think the quest for non frogs is hopeless!

Enjoy the weekend!

The Elevator Chronicles: Out of Order!

Good Evening All,

I tell you I've had this feeling all along right and I won't name which friend, but she who will remain nameless and has been telling me I'm so paranoid she will not entertain listening to me anymore better read this! I called it earlier today, and received this email just a few minutes ago. Not wanting to hide anything from my loyal readers, here's exactly what I received....

"Hi- I wanted to thank you again for bringing in the delicious lunch today. You have a real talent in the culinary arts and I'm so happy to shared your talent with me.

I also wanted to tell you about something that has been weighing heavy on my heart today. As you know, I have been having a very difficult time with my family situation. The last couple of days and especially the last week or so have made things very difficult for me...especially as I near the point where things are "final" with a significant event which will have a serious impact on my family and my kids. As you know, I've been talking with someone about how to manage through this difficult time. I talked with him this morning and he strongly advised me not to begin dating or get involved with someone during this time, and especially not until any divorce is well under way or final. That may or may not be your intent but I feel that both of us have thought about that. That said, I feel I need to be smart and not begin dating or further developing our relationship. You are an amazing and intelligent person but I do not want to move forward or mislead you. It has been a pleasure getting a chance to know you, and I hope you understand that this is not the right time for me to engage in a new relationship.

Sincerely,

Elevator"

Ok so did I call that or what? Now most of you may be saying hello I could have figured this out all along, and yes I had it figured out all along. I mean it's not like I had any intentions of marrying the infertile man who has to give 67% of his income to a wife who doesn't work while sleeping on an air mattress in an apartment that is barren outside of a Budweiser blimp, which doubles as a window shade. Nope that wasn't my intention at all, I did think a nice summer tryst would be fun but nonetheless this doesn't seem to be in order. SO I am resolving now two things, and hopefully someone will hold me to them as I'm not too good about it myself.

1. No more work involvements (although this one was a vice president so in that, I am kinda impressed with myself

2. NO more married/ divorced/ men with kids Good Lord the drama and baggage and alimony, and child support, and no assets is NOT that becoming. No offense to those who have endeavored here because with 50% of marriages ending in divorce it's virtually impossible not too. It's not that I wouldn't date someone who had been through this circumstance and was over it and had moved on, but clearly that is not who I have been wasting my time with.

Like I said, I did know this was going to happen, and had called it from the beginning. One would think my decent read on people would cause me to behave differently since I can generally always call the outcome. However- there's that troublesome part of me that just is drawn like a moth to light for a good challenge. I mean if I look at it that way, did I achieve my goal here? I suppose so, in that once again I plotted, constructed, and fulfilled another rather seemingly out there seduction. My sister says that I have commitment phobia and that's why I am drawn to clearly unavailable men? What do you think? I really need to get over this whole idea of if they're into me, I'm not into them because I suppose I could be not giving some decent people a chance.

So in the spirit of trying to behave (kinda) I sent en email to IT guy who I went out with last week. Remember the one I couldn't find anything wrong with? He actually called me last night so we shall see. Luckily outside of an email which I didn't respond to that excitedly from engineer I haven't heard much from him. I did start initial communication with another guy today who looks kind of interesting so we'll see what that yields.

And just for kicks folks and because I must ALWAYS have the last word. Here's what I wrote back to elevator. Partly because I need to have the last word, and partly because I was hoping it would elicit another response, I could use to entertain all of you. However, somehow I think his therapist made him promise to completely walk away so don't get your hopes up!

Until the next debacle. Sweet dreams, and naughty thoughts! :-)

Hi Elevator,

Thanks for your email. I appreciate your honesty. You know it's interesting because between talking to you yesterday in your office and today it seems like you definitely were emotionally 360 degrees from where you were yesterday. I think what your guy said it smart, and I know that this whole process is wrecking emotional havoc on you and your family, which has to be your priority. Knowing what you're going through my expectations were that you were definitely not in a place for a relationship, which I wouldn't intend to pursue with someone going through all that you are at this point, like your guy said. My intentions, as I enjoy talking to you and hanging out were to do just that, and have fun.

With that being said however, I do think that regardless of what my intentions were on Sat, you clearly intended for what happened afterwards to happen, and that's the only thing I have trouble with. I am pretty positive I mentioned at the casino that I am not comfortable with, nor have I ever had the experience of a one night stand so in that respect I kind of feel like not that ok with what happened the other night now. I guess I'm curious why you waited until after Saturday to send this note. I do kind of feel like you may have already known this but wanted to "test the waters" just to make sure? You do seem like too nice of a guy for that though so I do wonder. Anyway regardless of what happens next I do not wish for any awkward situation at work, and also have enjoyed getting to know you. I wish there was some type of happy medium that would allow both of us to feel more comfortable with not abandoning our core values. So there's my thoughts...if you have any additions ones I'd be happy to hear. I always think that though cliché, honesty is the best policy.

Take care,
KissedAllTheFrogs

The Elevator Chronicles: A whole lot of luck (and some skills)

Good Evening All,

Well as a shocking addendum to my bitchy post yesterday it worked out in the end! Elevator emailed me saying that he should have his kids back to their mom around 8 and still wanted to do something if I was free. We had talked about the casino but it seemed like it might be too late to get that started so I said I could drive up his way or he could come down here and he said he'd come down here. He kept writing email after email though saying are you sure that's OK, and then just as I'd cleaned up my house said he really did want to go to the casino so I was to meet him up by our office which is half way to the casino from my house.

I emailed back that I would throw on my dress and be all set to go. I also packed my contacts and a change of clothes because being that we wouldn't make it to the casino until 10 at the earliest there was no way I was going to be driving home. I called him on my way up and he said he was psyched to go so I flew up so quickly I beat him to the commuter parking lot. I was so unsure what the deal would be, and if it would be like we had never hooked up or if it was a date or who knows. You know me always over analyzing everything, and nothing. Anyway I stepped into his car and the first thing he did was give me a nice kiss on the lips and tell me that I looked beautiful, which was very sweet. I guess I made a good choice on my new black and white strappy dress. Anyway he was dressed very nicely and told me that he'd brought a long a sports jacket too because he thought I'd like that. When we pulled into valet parking we looked very snazzy getting out together.

On the way up we mainly talked about his kids, wife, and the divorce drama. His wife had implied that she had gone on a date and he was telling me about that. I said the best thing he could do was to hook her up and get her remarried so he could save on alimony, which he agreed with me on. I do hope he sees a lawyer because he's so bent on not pissing her off to risk any problems with getting as much visitation with his kids as possible, he's in some ways letting her take advantage I think. Anyway upon arrival at the casino he asked if I wanted to go to the martini bar (hmm like that took a lot of pondering) We somehow managed the best seat in the house overlooking the whole casino. It was the perfect spot. Somewhere in between martinis he started holding my hand and continued to the entire time we were drinking. We never played any slots, but I did spend two hours at the poker table with 75 he gave me to spend and 40 of my own. I only lost my own 40 (gave him back his $$) and that's pretty good for that duration of time at 15 + a hand minimum. I think he was impressed. Somewhere along the way he ordered me some red wine, which contributed significantly to this hang over I've been nursing all day.

So the night gets a little foggy here because I know I was really drunk while I was playing poker, I do recall making out in some area of the casino and him telling me to stop getting him so excited in the casino. Now I also recall a conversation involving the topic of condoms, but not sure exactly where that went, and me with my rant about how I don't do one night stands (which is true!). Somewhere I also found out he had not been with anyone aside from his wife I think it had been like 15 years. Around 3:30 AM we decide to leave the casino and go back to his place. I was definitely still really buzzed but sober enough to carry on a conversation I don't recall any of ;-) So back at his place somehow we took our places back on that festive air mattress, and the clothes found their places back on the floor. And then yes folks, somehow along the way we went all the way.

So let me start by saying this is totally not "me" behavior as my sister pointed out. I mean although I was very much into it, and the prime initiator of this mornings bonus round it's just very unlike me to have sex with someone I'm not in an established relationship with. I was OK with it at the time but I think am definitely second guessing and doing my usual freaking out like oh my god if this turns into a one night stand I'm not going to be able to handle it. I haven't heard from him today and of course that freaks me out, though knowing that I got home at 9 and got 3 additional hours of sleep bringing my grand total to maybe 5 hours, while he was out watching his kids all day - makes me think maybe he went to bed early.

What was particularly cute about last night/ this morning is again how nervous he was, and how he always tells me. I mean I can't blame the dude, first time with someone new in like 15 years. I must say I do feel kinda honored. Oh and don't let me forget the best news of all! He's fixed! There's nothing that says immediate turn on then there's no way in hell I'm getting pregnant - that was the bonus luck! All in all assuming this is more then a one night stand (which I would aim for a hot summer fling) I don't have regrets. My grandmother told me after I was filling her in (no not on any of the intimate parts) that it's not easy being a step mom. I was like seriously I think we're getting WAY ahead of ourselves here. So funny. Meanwhile my thinking is that being the first person he's dated or whatever our deal is after his wife I am kinda like the rebound chick. My only expectations really are that he's respectful enough to keep this going for at least a few weeks to a month. Then I think I could morally live with it a lot better.

In any event I'm quite curious to see if he contacts me on IM tomorrow. I'm working in the AM and then heading an hour East for a summer fun pool party for my team, which I would love for him to meet me after. He had mentioned he thought he could do that but not sure if he remembers. So only time will tell who if anyone is freaking out besides me, and what will happen next.

By the way being as hungover as I am I still had another date tonight with the engineer. We really have nothing in common and I wasn't attracted to him but I kind of want to fix him up with my friend who I think he'd hit it off better with. Is that rude? I think after going out once it isn't that bad. I can't keep juggling all these people it's highly exhausting! Engineer and I went to shoot pool, and then to dinner and the biggest event of interest was when his car wouldn't start but luckily that problem resolved itself. It did feel kinda weird after spending the night with elevator to be out with this guy, but at least I got another good meal ;-)

So I think it's time for some much deserved rest! I'll update tomorrow hopefully on what happens next. Any thoughts? Please give me some feedback.

Hope everyone had a great weekend and sweet dreams!

The Elevator Chronicles: Stuck between floors

Good Afternoon All,
So I've been having this sneaking suspicion, which my friends have become increasingly annoyed by that something was going to go wrong for tonight. Forget the thunder making the boat ride impossible cause I was looking forward to the casino. However I woke up to a VM from elevator saying that his kids, and wife all have the stomach flu and he's been taking care of them, and she's unable to. I guess he had tried to text me but after oral surgeon was stalking me I blocked all texts. Just as I was about to call back I got an email pretty much saying the same thing. As I was kinda thinking before I think elevator is going to take this as a sign that he's not ready to really date because he needs to focus on his kids, which is probably true. Oh well all that's well likely ends well. Onto tomorrow date with engineer....

Date # 1 of the week- Beware of the flying cape

Good Evening All,

Last night was the beginning of this weeks line up with IT guy. Actually he's kind of like a consultant/ sales/ explainer person but IT guy is much easier to type. As he should he agreed to meet me right in the town I live so it was nice and convenient for me. I like it. He called and told me he was running late, which contrary to some people I could care less about. I had just run in from a devious mani/ pedi appt, and all day lounging at a pool pretending to work, and wanted to put my feet up, again! Back to the mani/ pedi for a moment. So this nice little Asian man was doing my feet and apparently all he could say to communicate was yes manicure and pedicure. Well first he starts massaging my feet and since I am insanely ticklish I am hysterically laughing. People are staring at this point, and if that isn't bad enough once he stops with the feet he squirts some oil on my legs and literally starts slapping them so hard it's out of control. The entire spa is seriously staring at me and my friend is hysterical. I didn't know what to do. He was as elevator said when I told him the story clearly living out some weird fantasy.

OK so back to the date he looked enough like his pictures- over 6 feet, nice full head of hair. Wearing shorts and a button down (no long coats) we'll get to the capes later...Actually there's not much to report as he was nice, smart, seemed emotionally stable, and paid attention to previous discussions we had had asking insightful questions. I tried my first sushi (only veggie with sweet potato) and we had a yummy meal complete with a few lychee martinis for me (if you haven't indulged please don't hesitate SO good!). Conversation flowed nicely. We started talking about exes and dates and he asked me what my last ex did wrong. "Nothing. He was just boring" I replied. I told him I cannot be attracted to people without whom I have that witty flirty banter. While I wasn't feeling it with him initially I guess I'd give him a second chance. He already sent the next day email saying he wanted to see me again. I really couldn't find anything wrong with him so I will try and be open minded. Now some of my friends are insisting I am not into him or the other cause I am into elevator. Hmm there may be some truth to that. Why must I always want the unattainable...

So anyway back to the weird date stories. After I finished regaling him with tails of oral surgeon he told me about how he knew a girl who showed up for a date and he was wearing a caper. A CAPE. Was he superman in costume? I guess not. Kinda makes the long coat seem not so freaking weird right? The other story he told was about his friend who had a girl from NJ drive up to meet him at his apartment in NYC. When she called and said she was outside he asked her if she would like to park and come up and she said she didn't feel comfortable. No problem he told her so he came down and she was still in the car. Aren't you going to get out he asked? She still didn't feel comfortable apparently. This went back and forth until finally she agreed to get out, and it turns out she was disabled and had to arm crutches. Now that isn't a big deal except for the fact she lied about it. She then yelled and said you wouldn't have dated me anyway or wanted to meet me, and he responded as I would, that you didn't have enough faith in me to let me make that decision so he said he didn't feel comfortable. He went upstairs and she got back in the car. Hopefully this didn't occur with gas prices as high as they are now. IT himself had a girl yell at him because he was late and literally scream at him in public even though he called. I guess he also said that girls misrepresent their weight a lot in correspondence. I must have been a dream come true :-)

So that's that and we shall see if we make another plan. Tomorrow I am meeting elevator at 7 PM (you heard right a once in a lifetime second date) and we're going possibly on the boat for a little sunset cruise if it's not thundering and then to the casino. I suggested and he seemed pleased. I think I'll be rocking my new black and white cute dress, which should be dressy yet casual enough for the casino. I am bummed that I probably won;t be able to debut the new bikini though. I actually got little string bikinis painted on my big toes (not by the S & M) man. Super cute! So since I am super paranoid I am always convinced that elevator and I won't end up going out but I guess we shall see. Tonight was our first phone call and we exchanged numbers and he called me en route to picking up his kids for the evening, and said he was really looking forward to tomorrow.

Monday we took our walk, and it wasn't awkward at all which was nice. We've been chatting a lot on IM, and Tuesday he told me he was going to blow out of work early for a baseball game and said he wished I could come. I said I probably could jokingly and he calls his friend to see if they had an extra ticket, which they didn't which was fine. So from his blackberry he sent me a total of 59 emails that day from the game, the bar, the subway, and the train home getting flirtier as the night went on. It was basically like iming over email. Thursday when we were chatting on IM he told me he was really distracted during the day by last week, and not wanting to be presumptuous I asked about what and he said hmm it has to do with you so I said good distraction or bad distraction to which he replied good. Then I had to do it and asked if he was freaking out. So he replies no. You know my situation and I'm not freaking out just hoping I treated you OK enough. I told him I wasn't shy and I would let him know so he seemed relived with that. So I am still of course not convinced anything is coming of this until a few more outings occur if they do, but so far I must admit he's my favorite. We definitely have chemistry, and he's really sweet.

So stay tuned for tales from the casino, and perhaps (hopefully) another (respectable) overnight :-)

Elevator Chronicles: Pushing all the right buttons

Good Afternoon All,
With stormy weather brewing in daily for almost a week elevator and I were in contact about a possible postponement for the boat ride. I was seriously disappointed as I had been looking forward to out first out of office jaunt for a while now and afraid since I wasn't sure how he was viewing the "swimming lesson" there would be no reason to form alternative plans. However, let me back track a little bit. For the past few weeks leading up to this we had been chatting on IM more taking regular walks around the building, and I had been bringing him in little treats. One particularly hectic work day for me my co worker emailed me to tell me that elevator had come by and left me something. When I got back up to my desk I saw a nice white box with a gold seal and inside was the most beautiful canoli with a note saying It was my turn to get the snacks I hope you enjoy. He had gone to a bakery during lunch and had them fill it there with chocolate since he knew I liked it. Very thoughtful. So on went the walking and the talking and in preparation for the big boat ride we had planned I went out an bought a new super cute bikini. However, the weather forecast like I mentioned was not looking good.

The day before our trip he sent me an email asking about ideas for alternative plans and suggested indoor mini golf so I was pretty psyched that he wanted to do something even though the boating was out. Then he emailed again and asked about my preferences for dinner. Hmm this was starting to sound like a date? I still wasn't sure. So since I'm kinda tired I'll speed up this story and say the day came and we both changed into our more casual clothes (nice tight 7 jeans, and a top my roommate picked out that had score of 6 on a scale of 1-insane cleavage) and some high shiny heels. At first I have to admit I felt a little awkward going out of the building dressed in our non work clothes at 3:30 (after telling our bosses we had a personal appt, not together of course)

Anyway the golfing was super fun and although a bit of a ride from where we work, it was this cool course with lots of black lights and a monster theme. He did beat me, but I beat him at air hockey, and ski ball (would have in pool if I hadn't scratched on that damn 8 ball). While the conversation was flowing well I have to admit I was still unsure where if at all things were going and was to be honest a little nervous. Off we went again to somewhere even further I think for dinner. The food made up for the lack of ambiance. It was a pretty casual Italian joint that could have easily been run by the mob. I asked if I could offer him money at the end and he said no. I encouraged him to take a call from his kids during the end of the meal. At least he asked if it was ok. No problems there. So during dinner he mentioned that he knew of a nicer place for drinks so he was still working on extending this date? I said that contrary to his belief since he's always carrying on about me being younger (28 to his almost 35 though I recently shaved three years off to amuse him more) that I did not have a curfew.

Off we went to yet another town and I ordered a snazzy pear martini. There was a creepy guy in his 40s at the table next to use who kept staring at me and it was actually angering elevator. He seemed to be getting quite frustrated so I played it up saying it was making me uncomfortable (which is kinda was). Nice to get the feeling he was a little jealous? So somewhere during the night he had promised to tell me about his brother who he said was also unhappily married. Well it turns out his brother is married to his wife's sister. Did you all catch that? So unless his brother gets divorced his wife is always going to be his brothers sister in law and his in laws will be at every joint holiday Whew! That's kinda random!

OK back to the martinis, and then there were two. Suddenly things started acquiring some more potential with the close leaning, the whispering in the ears, and dare I say a little bit of casual arm touching. After deciding shots were in the forecast (though not served at the establishment) we crossed the street and went to another bar. Now they served shots but had no shot glasses so without exaggeration, the bartender poured literally 5 shots worth of straight vodka into cordial glasses. Well I took down about 3 and then didn't want to press my luck but he took the whole thing and my leftovers down (he's Irish, 14 inches taller then me and over double the weight). Anyway at some point very close to the shot taking he asked if he could get a hug. One of the biggest complaints he had about his wife (who he really didn't say that much negative stuff about) was her lack of affection. Sure I figured this was a good sign and as the huge broke I can honestly say I'm not sure who or how started the making out, but I certainly didn't mind it.

And so elevator and I are here around midnight in some random snazzy bar embraced and way buzzed. Things were going well. Then they got better... next we drove to one of our companies competitor offices where he used to work and continued the smooch session on the lawn (upright don't get any ideas...just yet at least). The security truck scared him away so he asked if I thought we should go back to his barren apartment and sober up. Sounded like a great idea to me. I think I knew in the back of my mind with my car still at the office if we went to his place I wasn't going back to my car for a while and frankly I was OK with that.

Back at the apartment of the soon to be divorced elevator man, furniture was barely existent. We took the spiral staircase to the loft with his air mattress, which I noted had sheets with roses (he told me these were bears and big fish). The outfit seemed at this point to be a big hit, and looked almost as good on the floor and it had on me. Elevator was highly complimentary telling me I was beautiful and commenting on how small my stomach was. However, he was super nervous. So my guess was that he hadn't hooked up with anyone other then his wife for 12 years of marriage plus I think about 4-5 years of being together for that. It's so much fun to be the first woman in a while! What was very cute was that he was Super nervous that night. The next morning not as much but he actually told me he was really nervous. It's also interesting to me how I tend to attract the most affectionate and cuddly guys on earth. We fell asleep in the most wrapped up embrace ever.

So although there was some illicit activity I was well behaved and there's no risk of pregnancy. I have to say I was highly tempted but I don't delve into that sort of thing on the first date. Great chemistry though, really amazing kisser and what a hot body! 2 thumbs up all around. The next morning he gave me a shirt to wear with the extra Capri's I had on me, and of course the 4 inch patent leather heels form the night before. That was fun to jump out of his car in my office parking lot the next morning in. We rode back to the office and he held my hand the whole way and kissed me goodbye in the office parking lot. Later that afternoon he emailed me just to say hi and that he had a lot of fun and to have a good weekend. I spend since then convinced that he was going to freak out and decide he wasn't ready for this...

Not that I really know what this is....anyway tonight I was pleasantly surprised to get an email telling me he had gone to the beach with his kids, and was sitting in traffic and wanted to say hi and see how my weekend was. good sign I suppose. We emailed back once more and I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow. I am still kinda convinced he's going to freak out but on the other hand he did promise me that boat ride. I asked in my return email if he was up for a walk tomorrow, and plan to have some snacks on hand. Very interested to see where if at all this goes this week. So that's the long awaited story of the seduction of elevator man. I have to say I am VERY pleased with myself. I really saw this effort through all the way. If at all, it was one hot night (and morning)....

More details to follow. Also this evening in between elevator emails I had initial phone conversations with this weeks new additions. Engineer and IT guy. Had over an hour conversations with each one and tentative plans to meet IT guy already this week. It's a tiring life, but someones gotta do it.

Sweet Dreams All. More to come!

Last weeks dating rejects, breaking and entering, and luscious lips!

Good Evening All,

I'm going to try and get back in the habit here of updating you folks regularly on the chronicles of my free meals, and other various escapades in the land of wacky dating. Such fun I must say I'm having. When I had a boyfriend - I paid for everything. It's about time I get some free meals!

So last week was a hectic week all around in dating world. Three dates I believe in a week! Bachelors number 1, 2, and 3, took their places in my week, and then I sent them back in their own lives. Not in any rude way. I just drop out of communication. Well one of these situations was out of my control, in quite the entertaining fashion. Not to worry a genuine email will follow. Something about these surgeons I guess.

So Bachelor number One Hedge Fund Guy, who I may have mentioned in an earlier post, met me for dinner a few towns away. Another one of those scenes out of Clueless when our eyes met from across the way and we both clicked our cell phones shut. We decided upon a drink before dinner, and a walk to check out some of the local restaurants. I had been really hoping to try this French place that had a very reasonable steak frites as part of a mid week prix fix (this was a Monday). However, I was informed by hedge fund guy (whose Uncle owns the hedge fund so his position is clearly a case of nepotism) that you have to be in a certain mood for French food. Actually I think I was in that mood, but apparently he was not so to Asian Fusion we went. While this one actually had a very full head of hair, his stories of how when his parents divorced he went to boarding school for yuppies (actually sounded like that place Dr. Phil send rich kids with problems) and didn't keep in touch with anyone, bored and alarmed me. One thing that is a red flag to me is not having enough friends. After all no need for a cling on. Dinner was relatively uneventful except for the fact he went to the mens room 3 x during it. A case of nerves? Not sure. I was off with a huge and one of those this was fun I'd love to see you again. A follow up call later in the week was easily brushed off with life's busy I'll be in touch. However, I wasn't. Too many things going on...

Which leads me to Bachelor number two surgeon, not to be confused with our favorite former flame, oral surgeon. After calling to tell me he'd be late, which wasn't an issue for me we met up in my town. He was already there when I pulled in standing next to his grey BMW, which he had told me he wasn't sure who paid for his mom or his brother. His mom you see, though he was 26 was still funding his life, and dictating his finances. As long as he continued to get a good education (at this point he had a college degree, was an MD, had a PhD, and was doing a super fellowship at an Ivy League affiliated hospital) she would support him. Let me guess I asked him on our one phone conversation prior to the date, your mom doesn't like anyone you date huh? How did you know he replied. You should have been a psychologist. And you my friend, should be earmarked as having a potential MIL from hell!

Back to the date, surprisingly he looked better in person than his picture. His hair was reasonably intact yet the potential for thinning in the middle and on the sides was clearly evident. Conversation flowed for three hours as we saw outside, and then decided to go for drinks. It wasn't that flirty but I was having fun so I figured let's continue. There's free drinks to be had (on his mom of course). After our second drink, I could tell he was a little buzzed so we went to walk in this dark park near where I lived for a while. While he was less arrogant then I expected for a surgeon, he didn't seem that mature in a way of having real life experience. I guess that's what happens when mommy dearest pays for everything! Still not tired, we decided to venture to the nearest city to a club and both had some pama martinis. Clearly not used to the drinking (being so busy studying, and operating) we decided to take another walk this time right up the road to my parents condo complex. After parking his car near the clubhouse we walked around and I decided it was a nice night to stick my feet in the pool. Only problem was it's private property and there was a huge iron fence. No problem for the tall doctor. He hoisted me over the fence and then jumped over himself and I dipped my feet in while we continued chattering away.

I wasn't really getting necessarily an overly romantic vibe though he was cute and nice, and by this time it was nearly 2 AM (we had met at 7:30 PM) so we decided to head back to my car, which was parked at the initial restaurant. When we got there we hugged goodbye he gave me a peck on the lips, and then I'm still not sure how but it turned into like a 45 minute make-out session. I didn't feel any huge sparks but I wasn't repulsed and I hadn't anything more interesting to do at the time. After a while not being from the area, and living about 45 minutes away he asked if I would mind if he crashed on my COUCH. I figured that he was harmless so I let him follow me back home. I told him he could stay in the guest room, and he asked me to keep him company for a bit. I went upstairs and changed into my most unsexy outfit of shorts and a t-shirt and a little more kissing later he tried to stick his hand up the short. I slapped it, being on my best behavior to which he responded "But I'm a breast surgeon, have you ever had a thorough exam?"

"Yes, I do annually and last time I heard, I was in good shape, and I don't need surgery" I retorted. That was the end of that and we somehow (though I normally am not a fan of sleeping next to someone) managed to fall asleep next to him. Must have been the wine/rum/vodka. At around 5 AM I woke up and went to my own room and the next morning he was gone. He sent me an email saying he had fun, and that I sure make out a lot on the first date - just kidding. Well actually I guess I did, but so did he. We made plans for the following Sat. Each day leading up till then he emailed me. On that Thursday (last week) I got an email asking what we were doing Sat and that he had stolen me scrubs from the hospital YAY. Eight hours later before I had a chance to respond to the first email I got this email.

"Hey….

I’m sorry…. I can’t make on Saturday.
After I got back home tonight and unpack my stuff I saw my ex’s pictures. I realized I miss her so much…. I feel shamed because I was hurt and try to find rebound from all the dating sites. I emailed and called her. Finally, she agrees that we will work on our relationship!
I have to stop all the connection with all my dates, and hope you understand…

Surgeon

Ps, don’t have to write back to me or call. You are a good girl and good luck to you!

Pretty poor grammar for a surgeon, don't you think? Anyway I am pretty pissed I wasn't able to get the scrubs but my friend said it would be in poor taste to just email and ask for them. Don't really care about the guy but I was kinda bummed about not getting my snazzy scrubs. Anyway not having much luck with surgeons. The first one wanted his money back, the second one's mom paid (though I did tease him about this in an email and he claimed he used his own credit card, his moms was the platinum, he paid with the regular) Clearly not the greatest loss.

The last date in the line up was last Monday with almost MBA. We had been talking for a while now and I barely remembered what his pic looked like so I was surprised when he got out of his car at the restaurant we met at by my office with a shiny gold watch, a blingy gold bracelet, and matching necklace. We started with drinks during which I went to the ladies room and encountered 4 other woman all single, and on dates with people they weren't into, and we exchanged numbers. I think Almost MBA found it interesting when I emerged from the bathroom and said I had to give out my number to a few ladies before I got back to him. Might as well make some new friends...while he was a very nice guy, and definitely also WAY into his mother (though I didn't see her name on his charge card) the physical attraction was just not there for me. At dinner he told me I had luscious lips. I suppose this was an indication he was interested in exploring them further. Not part of the deal there, no matter how yummy the Hibachi was (and it was yummy). I got out seamlessly in enough time to go home and watch my soap.

And so last weeks marathon has concluded and was entertaining at the last. Tomorrow I'll intend to update you all on this weeks OUT of the office plan on elevator man's boat. That's right I am DAMN good.....this is gonna be interesting!

Sweet Dreams All