Date Practice
Like anything else if I do not do it often it takes a while to warm up to the activity. Dating for me is at the top of the list of things I need to practice. Meeting the sitter was fine, very nice and Gabe liked her. He could not get us out the door and out of his hair fast enough. Apparently he kept her to a very tight schedule as he had so many activiites planned for them. I set the microwave timer for him so he could keep track of his time before bed. At one point he said to her, "quick we only have 22 minutes left to play pay day!" When twenty two minutes were up he got himself ready for bed and went to sleep.
The date itself was at a Newport Bar called the Garden. A friend from R's work was the drummer in the band. R did not remember what time the band started so he made it up ( the band starts at 9 he stated unequivocably). We showed at 8:30 and they said they started at 10pm. We walked around in the cold night air making fun of the useless junk people sell and buy, there were the plastic faced kitties in bride and groom attire or the Cleopatra resin clock or the endless chessy cheap Newport souvenirs. After that we tried to go into a different bar that was so packed they had no place for us so I callously used their bathroom and departed.
We went back to the Garden for a drink or three and watched the Red Sox ( who disappointed me). I admit it was very hard to be present on the date while there were fours big TV's with the Red Sox playing. I met another guy from R's work and we chatted with him a bit. Most of the date was not very dateish, but I think that is a problem with how I have defined date in my mind. At one point R and one of the guys from working were summarizing what this person at work had done ( broke up with long time girlfriend to go have an affair with a woman in FL and contract herpes, then got sad lied about it and is in a bad situation). R then took lots of time describing if you had done what he did you say, " oh honey after we broke up I did this thing ONLY once and I realized I missed you too much and that is SO OVER". It reminded me of the Eddie Murphy routine from Delirious in the 1980's. I just found it amusing to watch R concoct lies about someone else's infidelity on our date.
Once the band started they were fun but the Sox had still not finished so I continued to be distracted. R wanted to dance with me but I was uncomfortable. There was a group of maybe 20 somethings or teens with fake ids who appeared to be anorexic looking, unnaturally tan, made up, practically shirtless ( the tops they were wearing were shall we say barely there), high pitch squeal filled, laying their sexiness on pretty think and the center of attention usurping the tiny dance floor. I wonder if I was so irritated because I was once like them or because I never was? I have not danced in a setting like this for about 10 years and felt large and old and dorky. Not having danced in so long made my legs hurt after four songs (just like three times around the roler skating rink). Eventually the teeny boppers went upstairs to the DJ dance floor, we more mature ( that seems so wrong!) set were left the tiny dance floor. We danced and it was fun and had to leave before I was ready to go. The date continuned after we got home. The long of the short of it is I am still so crazy about this person I have been with for nearly 10 years. I get grumpy when we do not take the time to focus on us. Thank you Approximator for planning a very fun date! I look forward to next 4 decades with you.
The date itself was at a Newport Bar called the Garden. A friend from R's work was the drummer in the band. R did not remember what time the band started so he made it up ( the band starts at 9 he stated unequivocably). We showed at 8:30 and they said they started at 10pm. We walked around in the cold night air making fun of the useless junk people sell and buy, there were the plastic faced kitties in bride and groom attire or the Cleopatra resin clock or the endless chessy cheap Newport souvenirs. After that we tried to go into a different bar that was so packed they had no place for us so I callously used their bathroom and departed.
We went back to the Garden for a drink or three and watched the Red Sox ( who disappointed me). I admit it was very hard to be present on the date while there were fours big TV's with the Red Sox playing. I met another guy from R's work and we chatted with him a bit. Most of the date was not very dateish, but I think that is a problem with how I have defined date in my mind. At one point R and one of the guys from working were summarizing what this person at work had done ( broke up with long time girlfriend to go have an affair with a woman in FL and contract herpes, then got sad lied about it and is in a bad situation). R then took lots of time describing if you had done what he did you say, " oh honey after we broke up I did this thing ONLY once and I realized I missed you too much and that is SO OVER". It reminded me of the Eddie Murphy routine from Delirious in the 1980's. I just found it amusing to watch R concoct lies about someone else's infidelity on our date.
Once the band started they were fun but the Sox had still not finished so I continued to be distracted. R wanted to dance with me but I was uncomfortable. There was a group of maybe 20 somethings or teens with fake ids who appeared to be anorexic looking, unnaturally tan, made up, practically shirtless ( the tops they were wearing were shall we say barely there), high pitch squeal filled, laying their sexiness on pretty think and the center of attention usurping the tiny dance floor. I wonder if I was so irritated because I was once like them or because I never was? I have not danced in a setting like this for about 10 years and felt large and old and dorky. Not having danced in so long made my legs hurt after four songs (just like three times around the roler skating rink). Eventually the teeny boppers went upstairs to the DJ dance floor, we more mature ( that seems so wrong!) set were left the tiny dance floor. We danced and it was fun and had to leave before I was ready to go. The date continuned after we got home. The long of the short of it is I am still so crazy about this person I have been with for nearly 10 years. I get grumpy when we do not take the time to focus on us. Thank you Approximator for planning a very fun date! I look forward to next 4 decades with you.