Well, after a not so successful first date with my blind date, I called wifey’s husband to get his take on the evening. He said it wasn’t the cosmo’s that did her in, it was the two bottles of wine the girls had shared all afternoon. Then in the morning, while wifey was sleeping, he had to entertain her and found out, she really has a nice personality when the pomp and circumstance of date night was over.
I wanted to give us another chance before writing her off.. We had been playing phone tag all week and never really got to talk during the week. Saturday afternoon, I went to the store and planned my Sunday dinner. I usually make myself a real nice sunday supper, because of eating like shit during the week.
I got home from the store and the machine was flashing with a new message. It was short.
“Hi, this is ___________ I think you should come over tonight, call me.”
I called her back, she had an appointment from 6 to 8, then would be ready for 9:00pm. I am thinking to myself… uhm… that’s my bedtime… ok, give me your address, I’ll pop it into my GPS, yup it found it, see you then. We went downtown manchvegas… she wanted to see about a martini bar she had heard about. We found it ok, but parking was another problem.. I found a parking garage… but I had my doubts, my truck would fit. (F-350) There was a little bar that hung from the roof that let you know if you touched it, you probably shouldn’t try to go in. I was under it by 3 inches. Everytime I went under a beam my antennas hit it. The girl was kind enough to reach out the window and hold the antennas from slapping.
We went to the martini bar for a drink and talk. We didn’t have martinis… she had a glass of wine and I had a budweiser. We decided it would be funner to play air hockey and pool, so we left for Jillians’. We went in, the bouncer asked for her ID and $5. She gave him her ID and said “see my sugar daddy for the money”. We got drinks and found the air hockey table. She spilled her rum and coke on the table and we needed to find a waitress to clean it up. I had been warned by her, that she is a proffessional air hockey player and would offer me some tips. I asked her if she was beating me too bad to lay off and give me a couple of points. I beat her 5 games to 1.
We closed the place and were thinking about what to do next, when she asked me to stay over. I didn’t know what to do, I have a dog at home, I have never left him overnight alone. At first I declined, then thought about it for 300 miliseconds and said “That would be great, what’s the worst that can happen to him?”
We got back to her place and talked for a while and hit the sack… (being good, it was a first date after all, well second I suppose). I woke in the morning and looked at the clock, it was 5:00, I woke her and told her I had to leave. I drove home, my boy was up and terribly excited to see me. We went for a little walk and went to sleep.
She is coming over for dinner tonight. I have a lot of cleaning to do today…
I’ll keep my concerns to myself for the time being.
