I didn't bother doing a weekend update last weekend because nothing terribly exciting happened. I didn't update through the week because I was busy....and yet, got VERY little accomplished. It happens. At least, that's what I tell myself.
Few minor updates before I launch into This Weekend-
-Addie's birthday party next weekend, stay tuned for those that might be invited. Evites to follow.
-I'm doing a bridal fair @ Independence Center the weekend after next. Should give me lots of leads, and be the first REAL start to this business. Thanks goes to Danny-boy and HWSNBN (He Who Shall Not Be Named) as it wouldn't have been possible without them. I owe you guys, but thank you most for your belief in me. :)
Ok...so...this weekend.
I recently renewed communications with a gentleman I used to chat with. He's mentioned in this blog actually, though in the spirit of true forgiveness I won't mention where. I'd read a piece of his work online, commented on it, (I believe I proposed actually.) we started chatting, and a large connection developed. We talked on the phone for hours...including most of the drive to Chicago over Labor Day weekend, to Heather's ire. The weekend after, we met....and it didn't go as I had hoped. He attempted to disentangle himself from my life quickly, but, as you all know, I'm not the type. I demanded answers, he offered a handful that I called bullshit on, and a final one that I thought was an attempt to make me feel better. (Was falling for someone else.) I'd thought/hoped that an online friendship could still occur, but it became evident it wasn't to be. Honestly, I was heartbroken.....not over him....overly the lost connection....and horridly pissed at myself for getting hopeful and losing out again.
He sent an apology the other day, I happened to be online, and we started discussing the resolution of something that I'd mentioned to him before, simply because he was one of the few people that would honestly understand. After that talk he said the one thing that would make *any* woman swoon:
Dell (1/14/2008 2:58:57 PM): I am truly sorry for my former behavior.
Dell (1/14/2008 2:59:39 PM): I was an idiot, Katrina.
(He calls me Katrina....I lurve it.)
We talked about what had happened (the other woman was the truth) and how that didn't work out....mentioned getting together...and fell into one of our amazing rambling chats. Long story short, we made loose plans for Saturday. I called to discuss those on Friday and he told me that some friends had invited him to dinner and gambling at the casino...and invited me. I asked dress code and he made a sarcastic comment about getting out his tux....then called back and said that he *did* want to dress up....so we did! He came to get me....and my GOD, had I forgotten how good looking he is. It's intimidating, honestly. (Though I saw an old pic of him and he looked like a complete nerd....so that was helpful.) Dark suit, french blue shirt (and my close friends know about my fetish with french blue shirts. *shiver*) all he needed was fudge topping and I'da gobbled him up.
Frankly, I was anxious as hell. As unnerving as a first date is, a second date after a bad first date is even worse....you know it's the make or break point. Throw a few months of not talking in there and it's worse. As it was....
It was "The Date That Should Have Been." By that I mean *that* was what I was expecting the first date to be like. It was perfect.
Saturday I went to see Em and Mom's basketball team. (Mom coaches.) After, ran some errands, and borrowed Mom's car and headed north to Dell's house. Arriving there about an hour and a half later than I wanted, we ran to Wal-Mart to get stuff for dinner and whatnot, then returned and did a damn good job of making dinner together....not that I did much. Contrary to the compliments he bestowed, sauteing vegetables does not a good cook one make. We settled down with dinner and watched the first episode of "Firefly." (I've never seen it and he extracted a promise from me months ago that I would wait to watch it with him. I'd yet to get around to watching it yet.) It was another outstanding evening, but one that required some reminders that we're taking things slow.
Crashed at Mom's, and Addie and I headed out in the morning. Picked up Nate, grabbed lunch, and we hit up a flea market and some other stores. Got the decorations for Addie's party (yay!) and Addie fell in love with this ordinary teddy bear that HAD to be purchased. (Not that she asked for him, or cried or screamed....she simply said "The teddy bear isn't going bye-bye with us? Oh." and wouldn't take her eyes off him. Went back to Nate's for dinner, got irked at him (that man needs to learn to think before he speaks, seriously.) and left to avoid a fight. Came home, threw Addie in the tub, and unloaded. Addie and The Teddy Bear curled up to watch a movie....and here we find ourselves.
All in all, a success. Must be, I rambled more than usual. Forgive me.
~K
*while looking for suitable lyrics, the laptop contracted a virus. Unsure as to how, and damned lucky that I have a desktop as back up. Anyone know how to fix that?!? I can't even get the damned thing to boot up!*
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