My Favorite Mistake

I figure maybe I owe my loyal readers some explanation of my weekend since I did hype everyone up over it. But maybe I'll omit some names and details so as to not offend the involved parties.

Friday night I had my date with Mr. Tv. I went to banana republic after work and bought myself a cute little shirt/belt combo in a last ditch effort to appear feminine and put together. HA HA HA HA. But really. I was sooo nervous for this date. I've been on quite a few dates recently and there were none that I was this nervous or excited about.

I got the call and we agree to meet at a location in Williamsburg, how surprising. I show up and he's outside on the cell phone, giving me the sign that someone is yapping to him. Anyway he was just as cute as I remembered, if not cuter. He finally cuts the person off with a very sweet "I don't mean to cut you but my girl Melanie is here so I gotta go". Awwww.

We proceeded into the bar, sat ourselves in a corner and there you have it. 3 drinks for me, two for him and call it a night. Well we sat at the bar for a good 4 hours. I thought we had some excellent conversation. I learned all about the behind-the-scenes tv business, which was so interesting because I don't know anyone who does that kind of work. I felt it hard to look him in the eye because I thought he was that cute. And I don't mean like hot in a drooly sort of way. Just super cute in all the right ways, with the messy hair, faint beard and mustache. Yum.

We left the bar around 1 a.m. I didn't want to just leave it as I normally do, which is jumping out of the car so fast there is no opportunity for a kiss even on the cheek. So I went in for the lip kiss. Not the gross makeout but a sweet, innocent, little peck. He didn't seem to be resisting. I tried to secure another date but he seemed on the fence. Hey, I get it, he works crazy hours, has a crazy schedule and that's fine. I'm not asking for marriage or anything. He said he'd call me this week. Well it's Wednesday. I don't know if I should be concerned or not yet.

He did sum up my life in the perfect way though. After telling him some of my stories, he said "You are surrounded by crazy people". I could not have put it better.

I left that date feeling quite high. I got home and could not sleep.

Tune in for Saturday night's recap. A hilarious evening I like to call "Date with a guido". Or something like that.