Friday, July 31, 2009
These Might Come in Handy One Day...
Although neither Laverne nor myself need these right now, I have a feeling very soon that could change. It's better to Be Prepared don't you think.
Friday Night
Yes, it is Friday night and I am home with my kids plus Laverne's kids because she got asked out on a date. She'll have to tell you how it went, but let me lament for a moment about being home on a Friday night when you are officially single. Not good.
Actually for a couple of months there has been this guy, Henry aka Piano Man. I haven't ever met him, but have heard about him from mutual friends. I am in charge of an activity where music is required and thought of him. Made email contact, he emailed back, got a commitment from him to perform, trying to finalize everything and so this morning he finally called. What happened? Mother nature had called too (or else the high fiber breakfast kicked in) and I was indisposed. Really? He finally calls, I have an opportunity to talk to him and I missed the call. Luckily he said call me back. So I did. Went straight to voicemail. I left a message and haven't heard back from him. I'm sure he has better things to do on a Friday night than respond to my voicemail.
Do you think I should call him back? I do need to follow up for our meeting. If so, what is the appropriate amount of time to wait? Do you think I should wait for him to respond? I did ask him to call me back to discuss details.
On a side note. A couple of months ago, I ran into an Old Friend who if you remember got my number and said he had a few single friends in mind. He sent a message last week saying - I am going to call you...I have info for you. One of his single friends just happens to be - Henry. I am thinking that he finally talked to his single friends about me and has info regarding that. What do you think? By the way, he hasn't called me yet. Do you think I should email him back to remind him?
Respond back and I will go with the majority on both of my questions.
Shirley
Actually for a couple of months there has been this guy, Henry aka Piano Man. I haven't ever met him, but have heard about him from mutual friends. I am in charge of an activity where music is required and thought of him. Made email contact, he emailed back, got a commitment from him to perform, trying to finalize everything and so this morning he finally called. What happened? Mother nature had called too (or else the high fiber breakfast kicked in) and I was indisposed. Really? He finally calls, I have an opportunity to talk to him and I missed the call. Luckily he said call me back. So I did. Went straight to voicemail. I left a message and haven't heard back from him. I'm sure he has better things to do on a Friday night than respond to my voicemail.
Do you think I should call him back? I do need to follow up for our meeting. If so, what is the appropriate amount of time to wait? Do you think I should wait for him to respond? I did ask him to call me back to discuss details.
On a side note. A couple of months ago, I ran into an Old Friend who if you remember got my number and said he had a few single friends in mind. He sent a message last week saying - I am going to call you...I have info for you. One of his single friends just happens to be - Henry. I am thinking that he finally talked to his single friends about me and has info regarding that. What do you think? By the way, he hasn't called me yet. Do you think I should email him back to remind him?
Respond back and I will go with the majority on both of my questions.
Shirley
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Loving Mexican Food
Okay, so the story gets even more sad...
But before I go into the latest event, let me preface my comments about Scott with a little clarification: I don't have any real long term expectations about him (never have), but because we are old friends I thought it would be fun to have someone like him to "practice" with - and that he might be of the same mind set as me since we are both jumping into the mid-singles dating scene again. However, he and I are clearly not on the same page. It actually just makes me laugh because what I thought would be a fairly simple "hook up" with a old friend has just become painful. And, I have no explanation for it.
Now to the pain.
I was at the lake again this past weekend and while at the pool I missed a call from Scott. Just in case you missed it, let me repeat...I missed a CALL from Scott. Not a text or an email, but an actual phone call. I couldn't believe it. Nor could I get myself to call him back. (He didn't leave a message and I thought that would be a little over responsive since he didn't actually say "call me back." I know. Excuses.)
So, the next morning I decide to be even more lame and just send him a text that said "I saw you called - sorry I missed it. Are you at the lake too?" He sent a quick text back confirming that he was...then CALLED to actually talk. I was, again, shocked. However, because I couldn't just enjoy a phone call from him (remember, for some reason it all has to be painful), the call came when my family and I (parents, siblings, children) were all driving up a canyon to go hiking. So, this short/sweet conversation took place with a completely captive audience. It was awesome.
We didn't make any plans to get together at the lake (he was actually heading to a different area for the day), and that was the last I spoke to him.
Then today happens.
I was at lunch with my sister and a friend enjoying one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. Just as I am putting a big bite of cheesy/chewy/sour cream covered food into my mouth, Scott and I make eye contact...because he is walking up to our table and just happens to be having lunch there too. (Yes, please picture the image of me with my mouth open and the loaded fork hanging in front.) He says "hi" then waits, and waits, and waits...while I try to quickly chew whatever I just filled my mouth with. (Now imagine the awkward silence during that wait.) I'm sure the look on my face combined with the chewing motion was extremely attractive. Maybe even sexy.
In case you forgot, this is only the 2nd "in-person" encounter since high-school (the first was the beach incident). This time it included me AND my chimichanga.
Seriously. Of all times/places. Just painful.
At least the food was good.
Laverne
But before I go into the latest event, let me preface my comments about Scott with a little clarification: I don't have any real long term expectations about him (never have), but because we are old friends I thought it would be fun to have someone like him to "practice" with - and that he might be of the same mind set as me since we are both jumping into the mid-singles dating scene again. However, he and I are clearly not on the same page. It actually just makes me laugh because what I thought would be a fairly simple "hook up" with a old friend has just become painful. And, I have no explanation for it.
Now to the pain.
I was at the lake again this past weekend and while at the pool I missed a call from Scott. Just in case you missed it, let me repeat...I missed a CALL from Scott. Not a text or an email, but an actual phone call. I couldn't believe it. Nor could I get myself to call him back. (He didn't leave a message and I thought that would be a little over responsive since he didn't actually say "call me back." I know. Excuses.)
So, the next morning I decide to be even more lame and just send him a text that said "I saw you called - sorry I missed it. Are you at the lake too?" He sent a quick text back confirming that he was...then CALLED to actually talk. I was, again, shocked. However, because I couldn't just enjoy a phone call from him (remember, for some reason it all has to be painful), the call came when my family and I (parents, siblings, children) were all driving up a canyon to go hiking. So, this short/sweet conversation took place with a completely captive audience. It was awesome.
We didn't make any plans to get together at the lake (he was actually heading to a different area for the day), and that was the last I spoke to him.
Then today happens.
I was at lunch with my sister and a friend enjoying one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. Just as I am putting a big bite of cheesy/chewy/sour cream covered food into my mouth, Scott and I make eye contact...because he is walking up to our table and just happens to be having lunch there too. (Yes, please picture the image of me with my mouth open and the loaded fork hanging in front.) He says "hi" then waits, and waits, and waits...while I try to quickly chew whatever I just filled my mouth with. (Now imagine the awkward silence during that wait.) I'm sure the look on my face combined with the chewing motion was extremely attractive. Maybe even sexy.
In case you forgot, this is only the 2nd "in-person" encounter since high-school (the first was the beach incident). This time it included me AND my chimichanga.
Seriously. Of all times/places. Just painful.
At least the food was good.
Laverne
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Online Dating Debate
So, Shirley and I recently revisited the online dating discussion. There was an interesting story on a local news channel that described the first positive (non-commercial) perspective I've seen on using dating websites to meet people. Apparently "we live in one of the most online-dating friendly states in America. With sites like LDS Singles and LDS Planet, Virginia may be for lovers, but Utah is for online lovers."We're still skeptical, but open to discussion. This article had some rules to consider if we take the plunge. For those of you working on your profiles this week, please remember "if it’s been three weeks and you’re still emailing someone you haven’t made plans to meet, you aren’t looking for a date, you’re looking for a pen-pal." Hmm.....remind you of someone?
I also ran across this article, which has a few strong points as well. This is clearly one individual's opinion whose social life is a bit more colorful than mine or Shirley's, but is probably close to what my assumptions are for what I'll find regarding profiles and info. I just keep having images pop into my mind from "Must Love Dogs."
We'd love some input/advice on this. Please share!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
May I Have A Rain Check Please?
Rain checks? Good or Bad? For items at the store, good. For dates, bad. Officially I have now had two different people, George and Frodo rain check me. I am the one date wonder. I am laughing because for some reason the planets are not aligning for me to go on a second date. Is it me, was it something I said? Oh, well.
My question now, can I collect on a rain checked date? Do you text the guy and say - Hey you still owe me a night out. When are we going? I think in my case, I will just sit back and see what happens. Care to join me?
Shirley
My question now, can I collect on a rain checked date? Do you text the guy and say - Hey you still owe me a night out. When are we going? I think in my case, I will just sit back and see what happens. Care to join me?
Shirley
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Loving The Beach
I had to make a quick note of this event because it is just so sad. Scott (please refer to HS reunion roster) is the "old friend" who is notorious for passing digital notes (and still does on a regular basis). Calling or personal appearances apparently are not an option for him. So, when he passed a note that said "call me when you get up to the lake this weekend" (he was going to be there too - his family has a cabin near us) I thought, "Ok. I can do that."
Being the new daring woman I am, I called him when we got up there. He didn't answer. I left a message. He sent a text back.
I gave in and played texting with him. It lasted the afternoon, evening, and then the next morning. We are less than 2 miles from each other and still no effort from him to actually "hook up." However, later that afternoon he mentioned they were at the beach and that I should come on down. I told him that sounded great (since the beach was crazy because of the holiday and space was VERY limited). He said to call when we got down there and told me what to look for to find their group.
So, I grab the kids and head down for a couple hours of beach time. We get there and I notice his sister watching for me. As I walk up she gave me a big smile and said "Hey! Have a seat, we're just hanging out. Scott just took off on the boat with the bigger kids so it's just us for a while."
Um. Ok. Invite me to the beach...then LEAVE!! After almost an hour the boat finally worked it's way back to shore. Fortunately my children were having a great time and we were able to get some sand play in regardless of my social expectations.
Scott was the last one off the boat and my opening line, after 15 years and in honor of our first in-person appearance was, "I hope you didn't rush back on my account."
Laverne
Being the new daring woman I am, I called him when we got up there. He didn't answer. I left a message. He sent a text back.
I gave in and played texting with him. It lasted the afternoon, evening, and then the next morning. We are less than 2 miles from each other and still no effort from him to actually "hook up." However, later that afternoon he mentioned they were at the beach and that I should come on down. I told him that sounded great (since the beach was crazy because of the holiday and space was VERY limited). He said to call when we got down there and told me what to look for to find their group.
So, I grab the kids and head down for a couple hours of beach time. We get there and I notice his sister watching for me. As I walk up she gave me a big smile and said "Hey! Have a seat, we're just hanging out. Scott just took off on the boat with the bigger kids so it's just us for a while."
Um. Ok. Invite me to the beach...then LEAVE!! After almost an hour the boat finally worked it's way back to shore. Fortunately my children were having a great time and we were able to get some sand play in regardless of my social expectations.
Scott was the last one off the boat and my opening line, after 15 years and in honor of our first in-person appearance was, "I hope you didn't rush back on my account."
Laverne
Friday, July 3, 2009
The Great Outdoor Adventure
Notice, I didn't call it a date. I'm not sure you could call it a date. I think I would call it hanging out with a friend. Thanks to the party and "hooking up" (as Laverne said) with old friends. Roger and I went repelling. He has all the gear and we drove way, way out in the desert to a small grouping of rocks. He went over the basics and then it was let's do it.
I haven't been repelling before, I am a little afraid of heights, but with Roger's great training and me trying to be brave - I LOVED IT! I can't wait to go again. It was so HOT. No, not that kind of hot, just referring to the temperature. I was sweaty and gross after going up and down several times. I started huffing and puffing (I must be out of shape). Roger kept saying that we were going to see snakes. We didn't thankfully. I think he was trying to scare me. We had a great talk on the drive out and the way back. He told me about his life since I last saw him (which was high school). He has had some interesting life experiences which I can't share here, but he has changed (in a good way). I am impressed with the self confidence that he has acquired and appreciate the newly gained skills that he is teaching me.
It was a really fun afternoon and I hope that we can do it again. He said that he would like to get a group together, specifically naming Laverne and other guests from the party. I think that we would have a great time. Group activities are so much more casual. I think that I am more comfortable around my friends from high school than other people I have met recently. It's nice to have a foundation to build on rather than starting fresh with someone. It is just easier for me right now.
We have a fun activity planned for Friday with a group of friends, Laverne and I will let you know how it ends up.
Shirley
I haven't been repelling before, I am a little afraid of heights, but with Roger's great training and me trying to be brave - I LOVED IT! I can't wait to go again. It was so HOT. No, not that kind of hot, just referring to the temperature. I was sweaty and gross after going up and down several times. I started huffing and puffing (I must be out of shape). Roger kept saying that we were going to see snakes. We didn't thankfully. I think he was trying to scare me. We had a great talk on the drive out and the way back. He told me about his life since I last saw him (which was high school). He has had some interesting life experiences which I can't share here, but he has changed (in a good way). I am impressed with the self confidence that he has acquired and appreciate the newly gained skills that he is teaching me.
It was a really fun afternoon and I hope that we can do it again. He said that he would like to get a group together, specifically naming Laverne and other guests from the party. I think that we would have a great time. Group activities are so much more casual. I think that I am more comfortable around my friends from high school than other people I have met recently. It's nice to have a foundation to build on rather than starting fresh with someone. It is just easier for me right now.
We have a fun activity planned for Friday with a group of friends, Laverne and I will let you know how it ends up.
Shirley
Thursday, July 2, 2009
House Warming Party
So, the party I mentioned earlier to celebrate Shirley's new crib took place last weekend. As anticipated, Chuck showed up, along with two other single guys from our HS class. There were many couples as well, so it was a ton of fun catching up with old friends and it created a comfortable atmosphere to get reacquainted with everyone.
It all started with me putting my best face forward. Or, at least, one without make-up surrounded by wet hair. It was totally awesome. Because I spent more time than anticipated at Shirley's prepping food and space, I had to run home, shower, then drive back quickly to get the last items set up...planning to finish getting ready at her home.
While driving (and hoping my hair gets a good start at being blown dry through the moon roof) I get a text warning from Shirley that Rick is already there. Great. Mentally I'm plotting my stealthy entrance as I pull up and notice Chuck is there now too. Really great. So I quickly open the door planning to just sneak down the hall and into her bathroom when I realize he is sitting on a chair directly facing the front door. Really, really great. He got a slight wave, then a good view of my back side.
Why in the world did 2 of the 3 single guys coming have to be the first two to the party? And on time? Really? Truly the story of my life.
Once I got to the bathroom I realized I still had some of the items needed for the table and decided what the heck - it is what it is. So, making it quick, I went out once more and tried to act ok about myself...even though my face has two of my least favorite physical features. That done, I ran back in to get ready for what I like to consider my grand entrance.
The rest of the night went really smooth with everyone having a chance to visit and catch up. As the married couples started to leave, the "singles" started to clean up...this being the 3 single guys, Shirley and myself. We considered taking off and doing something since none of us had to get right home, but ended up just talking until about 3 a.m.
To keep it casual, we decided it would be fun to do a few things as a group, and then planned something for next weekend. Chuck was just like I remember him (quiet, but very nice), Rick was similar as well (kind of mysterious - in a good way), and Roger was very surprising. He was the "man version" of the kid we knew in high school and can safely be described as "the life of the party." A fun group overall. Next week will be an adventure.
Side note: Roger and Shirley have a date tomorrow night. I'll let her fill you in on the details and her perspective after that event. Should be interesting...
Other side note: In our early morning conversation, I mentioned that Lenny and I had "hooked up." You should have seen Chuck's face when I said that. Ya. Wrong term. It was really late/early. Back peddling on that one was lots of fun. He did sit by me though.
Laverne
It all started with me putting my best face forward. Or, at least, one without make-up surrounded by wet hair. It was totally awesome. Because I spent more time than anticipated at Shirley's prepping food and space, I had to run home, shower, then drive back quickly to get the last items set up...planning to finish getting ready at her home.
While driving (and hoping my hair gets a good start at being blown dry through the moon roof) I get a text warning from Shirley that Rick is already there. Great. Mentally I'm plotting my stealthy entrance as I pull up and notice Chuck is there now too. Really great. So I quickly open the door planning to just sneak down the hall and into her bathroom when I realize he is sitting on a chair directly facing the front door. Really, really great. He got a slight wave, then a good view of my back side.
Why in the world did 2 of the 3 single guys coming have to be the first two to the party? And on time? Really? Truly the story of my life.
Once I got to the bathroom I realized I still had some of the items needed for the table and decided what the heck - it is what it is. So, making it quick, I went out once more and tried to act ok about myself...even though my face has two of my least favorite physical features. That done, I ran back in to get ready for what I like to consider my grand entrance.
The rest of the night went really smooth with everyone having a chance to visit and catch up. As the married couples started to leave, the "singles" started to clean up...this being the 3 single guys, Shirley and myself. We considered taking off and doing something since none of us had to get right home, but ended up just talking until about 3 a.m.
To keep it casual, we decided it would be fun to do a few things as a group, and then planned something for next weekend. Chuck was just like I remember him (quiet, but very nice), Rick was similar as well (kind of mysterious - in a good way), and Roger was very surprising. He was the "man version" of the kid we knew in high school and can safely be described as "the life of the party." A fun group overall. Next week will be an adventure.
Side note: Roger and Shirley have a date tomorrow night. I'll let her fill you in on the details and her perspective after that event. Should be interesting...
Other side note: In our early morning conversation, I mentioned that Lenny and I had "hooked up." You should have seen Chuck's face when I said that. Ya. Wrong term. It was really late/early. Back peddling on that one was lots of fun. He did sit by me though.
Laverne
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