So, last night I went on a date with a young lady in whom I am
quite interested and we met at a bowling alley mid-way between our two towns. She's petite and cute and athletic and college-educated and a teacher and a Buddhist and we bowled six or seven games and played four or five games of darts. I bowled my best game ever (202) and I started off one of the games of darts with three straight bullseyes (I usually suck at bullseyes; she must have inspired me) and we watched the Tigers beat the American League-leading Red Sox in the 13th inning on Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez's two-out double (scoring Gary Sheffield who swiped at home plate with his right foot as an exclamation point) and we talked about life in general and spirituality in particular. I drank Diet Coke at the bar near the dart board and she drank water with a lemon. Nearby, people were playing poker and getting louder and drunker and
curse-ier by the moment...but it didn't cause me any grief, at all. I was having a great time.
We left the bowling alley and I kissed her good night (and she returned the delicacy) and I told her to call me when she got home safely. I got home and, five minutes later, the phone rang. She said that she would have gotten home earlier but she just had to stop and get a doughnut on the way home. So, basically, we had arrived at our respective homes at the exact same time, give or take a sliver of a metronome. And what exactly had delayed us? Tim Horton's. She had stopped to get a doughnut and I had stopped to get a large cafe mocha. Who knows? We might have even been in the respective drive-throughs at the same time.
I take this as a very good sign. =o)
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Yeah Tim Horton's :-D
Glad to hear you had a good date. Hope it works out for ya!
It's destiny man, it's destiny. And bowling over 200 and hitting three straight bulls-eyes? Excellent display of manliness.
Thanks, Muirnie! Me too.
Jay: I appreciate the kudos, sir. I was more shocked with the 3 straight bullseyes thing, truth be told. She blinked at me and said, "Oh, come *on*!"
Eeeeeeeee! How exciting. I think it's a sign... You know, the doughnut/coffee thing.
Glad you had a good date. You're gonna have another, right? :)
Ooh!!! I'm so happy that you had a great time! :^) :^) :^) I hope that things continue in such a positive direction. (fingers crossed)
Could this mystery woman be your mother's neighbor?
Sounds like a great date, Adam! And I'm impressed with your bowling and dartboarding prowess. Very nice.
KId: We *better* have another date! ;-) Just kidding. We'll have one this weekend, maybe sooner--I just don't want to come on all strong. She's a fan of her own life and own space. So I must tread carefully. Completely different than my last girl who called me three, four times a day. With this one, I have to remind myself that that is just her personality and that she *is* interested.
Nan: Nope. Not the 'rents neighbor. V____ is a girl who I met through another venue.
Missy Chr: Thanks for the props, sissy. I was a little *flabber-gathted* about my three str8 bullseyes. The bowling I could see myself doing...it was funny (and great), though: she was getting a little frustrated and slightly irritated by my winning everything. It's a good thing. I love equality and I love competitiveness in a siggy other.
--novella completed, excitement abates--
*whom
Sounds like a winner there, good luck.
Thanks, Noc. I'm keepin' my veins crossed.
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