Weekend date update
About Last Night...
Beamer is a very attentive, sweet, affectionate guy. We went to the comedy club and luckily is was a funny show. [Once I went there on a date, and the closing joke ended with the line, "Hey! If I can put pussy in my mouth, I can put anything in my mouth!" awkward!]
Anyway, I sipped on Cosmos and laughed a lot. I noticed he was making this noise the entire time. At first I thought it was that he was moaning when he breathed, then I thought maybe someone else was making this noise. It was definitely him. What the heck is that about?
At one point he leaned as if he was trying to see the show, and put his hand on my knee as if he were balancing himself. I looked at him, and he quickly said, "Sorry! I am leaning on you to see the stage." I just smiled. He moved his hand. He did it again later, and I put my hand on top of his, just so he knew I was okay with that. He was so nervous at first, he was shaking and his palm was a little sweaty. He relaxed though and held my hand through the rest of the show.
After the show, we went next door to the jazz club, which, I have to say, I have never actually seen a jazz band there, much to my chagrin. I seem to be there every time it is a classic rock night, or an Allman Brothers tribute band. Seriously. Regardless, it was relaxing and we were very much at ease. He rubbed my back, we ordered more Cosmos, talked, laughed, and he told me that he has a new blender and he is going to learn to make daiquiris for me. He has a hot tub, and while he didn't mention that we would use that, it was understood that I will eventually be in there with him. :)
At the jazz club I noticed he was still making that noise, so I asked him about it. He said he hums to himself when he is happy, like a kitten purrs. I am a people watcher, and I was getting a kick out of this lady who was almost old enough to be my mother dancing on stage, wearing a sequined cami, playing a tambourine who was not really part of the band. I said she was happy, and watching her made me happy, and Beamer told me that was all he needed--me being happy--for him to be happy. And he had this totally sincere look on his face. He rubbed my back, held my hand and we nuzzled quite a it.
When we walked back to his car, we held hands, and it just felt normal. And can I say how sweet it is when a guy grinds the gears on his $40,000 sports car because he wants to keep holding your hand? We got back to the parking lot where we met, and we started kissing, which was cramped, so I suggested we go to my car. He looked at me with this mixture of shock, and "You totally rock!" on his face. He was sweet and kind and a gentleman, but not too much of a gentleman. ;) After an hour and a half, we finally said our good nights and went home. It was a seven hour date. Not too shabby--although I have had eight hour dates and a nine hour date (art teacher) in the past. He said he would call me today, and if he really does, we may have a keeper. Keep your fingers crossed!
Morning Meeting
All I am saying is, I wish I would have woken up on time this morning, so I didn't have to go to brunch with the Brit smelling like Beamer. I don't think he noticed, thank goodness.
He was better looking in person, only because he has pretty blue eyes, but at the same time, I wasn't overly attracted to him. He was nice, he was funny, he was a bigger dork than even I can handle.
I like the Lord of the Rings movies, he is obsessed with both the books and the movies, to the point of being a nerd.
I love my sports. He is to the point that he does the whole face painting/costume thing.
He was interesting, though, and a nice person, and I would easily go out with him again, but I can tell right now that there will be no long term, ever-lasting love here. There are several reasons, but it just isn't in the cards. Too bad--he has potential, but it isn't going to be a good fit.
If I could get his accent, niceness and security both financially and emotionally, with IM guys charisma, humor and magnetism, I'd be set. Oh well.
Beamer is a definite maybe--and I no longer care that he looks like an ex-boyfriend who treated me like dirt.
Beamer is a very attentive, sweet, affectionate guy. We went to the comedy club and luckily is was a funny show. [Once I went there on a date, and the closing joke ended with the line, "Hey! If I can put pussy in my mouth, I can put anything in my mouth!" awkward!]
Anyway, I sipped on Cosmos and laughed a lot. I noticed he was making this noise the entire time. At first I thought it was that he was moaning when he breathed, then I thought maybe someone else was making this noise. It was definitely him. What the heck is that about?
At one point he leaned as if he was trying to see the show, and put his hand on my knee as if he were balancing himself. I looked at him, and he quickly said, "Sorry! I am leaning on you to see the stage." I just smiled. He moved his hand. He did it again later, and I put my hand on top of his, just so he knew I was okay with that. He was so nervous at first, he was shaking and his palm was a little sweaty. He relaxed though and held my hand through the rest of the show.
After the show, we went next door to the jazz club, which, I have to say, I have never actually seen a jazz band there, much to my chagrin. I seem to be there every time it is a classic rock night, or an Allman Brothers tribute band. Seriously. Regardless, it was relaxing and we were very much at ease. He rubbed my back, we ordered more Cosmos, talked, laughed, and he told me that he has a new blender and he is going to learn to make daiquiris for me. He has a hot tub, and while he didn't mention that we would use that, it was understood that I will eventually be in there with him. :)
At the jazz club I noticed he was still making that noise, so I asked him about it. He said he hums to himself when he is happy, like a kitten purrs. I am a people watcher, and I was getting a kick out of this lady who was almost old enough to be my mother dancing on stage, wearing a sequined cami, playing a tambourine who was not really part of the band. I said she was happy, and watching her made me happy, and Beamer told me that was all he needed--me being happy--for him to be happy. And he had this totally sincere look on his face. He rubbed my back, held my hand and we nuzzled quite a it.
When we walked back to his car, we held hands, and it just felt normal. And can I say how sweet it is when a guy grinds the gears on his $40,000 sports car because he wants to keep holding your hand? We got back to the parking lot where we met, and we started kissing, which was cramped, so I suggested we go to my car. He looked at me with this mixture of shock, and "You totally rock!" on his face. He was sweet and kind and a gentleman, but not too much of a gentleman. ;) After an hour and a half, we finally said our good nights and went home. It was a seven hour date. Not too shabby--although I have had eight hour dates and a nine hour date (art teacher) in the past. He said he would call me today, and if he really does, we may have a keeper. Keep your fingers crossed!
Morning Meeting
All I am saying is, I wish I would have woken up on time this morning, so I didn't have to go to brunch with the Brit smelling like Beamer. I don't think he noticed, thank goodness.
He was better looking in person, only because he has pretty blue eyes, but at the same time, I wasn't overly attracted to him. He was nice, he was funny, he was a bigger dork than even I can handle.
I like the Lord of the Rings movies, he is obsessed with both the books and the movies, to the point of being a nerd.
I love my sports. He is to the point that he does the whole face painting/costume thing.
He was interesting, though, and a nice person, and I would easily go out with him again, but I can tell right now that there will be no long term, ever-lasting love here. There are several reasons, but it just isn't in the cards. Too bad--he has potential, but it isn't going to be a good fit.
If I could get his accent, niceness and security both financially and emotionally, with IM guys charisma, humor and magnetism, I'd be set. Oh well.
Beamer is a definite maybe--and I no longer care that he looks like an ex-boyfriend who treated me like dirt.
posted by Beth at
12:19 PM
2 Comments:
Beamer guy seems nice.
But, you still talk about IM guy.
Sounds like you had a good time on your date with Beamer.
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Anonymous, at 8:05 AM
Beamer is in the lead, but IM is still on the map, to be sure. The Brit...I think he is so nice, but he is so nerdy even I think he is nerdy! THAT, my friends, is nerdy!
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Beth, at 3:46 AM
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