I’m so glad I didn’t allow my over-active imagination and the over analytical social worker in me to cancel…
M was fantastic!
Crazy to think that I had a zillion little possible red flags waving in my mind and yet the whole thing not only went off without a hitch, but I actually enjoyed him.. We had terrific conversations about everything from online dating experiences through Harley Davidson motorcycles all the way to kids and parenting. It was great!
Once I was in my swimsuit and in his beautiful (way better than mine!) pool, I teased him mercilessly about the “more pics” thing. he said, Wow..that really bothered you. Umm yeah…hehe…honey, you’ve NO clue just how much… No, I didn’t actually say that…gosh!! And after much discussion, I really and truly feel confident that he was merely very interested in seeing me in a swimsuit and that was that. It just wasn’t as creepy as I tried to make it and I suppose this highlights vividly the mass difference between the way a man thinks and the way a woman thinks. I’m okay with it now that I know it was just a typical guy-thing. I still don’t comprehend that as an initial response to a desire to see someone in a swimsuit, as I still would have taken the more direct approach, but it is what it is… he is a man after all and I’m not trying to date women or even any man who’s too much like a woman, right?
So… great conversation, he’s an effective listener as well as a generous talker. He was very relaxed and made me feel totally at ease almost immediately (NOT an easy task with my level of anxiety at going to a strange man’s house in a strange city!) We had a few drinks, chatted, and then went swimming. We raced across the length of the pool a few times…he beat me twice by a nose…ughh. And after minimal coaxing, I even contrived to get him to “kangaroo” race me too…a very ridiculous little game my daughters and I play in our pool-what a great sport! He was very laid back, not at all pretentious (thank GAWD!), seems to be a good balance in age (i.e.: old enough for me to take seriously, but young enough not to feel like my dad!), demonstrated interest with zero sense of desperation, and was a fabulous kisser! Yayyy M!! Yeah, we made out in the pool…..and in the hot tub…..and in the kitchen….and for a minute on the sofa…..and…..umm….FUN…!!
He leaves for Paris today on business and I’m jeal-el-el-ous! Before I left, I asked him to bring me something creatively cool back from Paris…not one of those cheesy Eiffel tower key chains or anything…hehe:-) It will be interesting to see if he does this and what it will be…
Yeah, I liked him.