The first date...

Salut,

sitting on my couch, having sparkling water after a nice healthy walk outside, and taking care of the fire warming up my living room. I had a very good first week-end to kick off the new year... I even went cross-country skiing yesterday, I had not done that in about 25 years... seriously... It felt good... And it confirmed that I really need to register to a gym and work on my cardio...

But you are not interested in this stuff, right? You want to know what happened on my first date... Well... I'm very tempted to.... NOT let you know... I'll just say that it went well, and that's all I will say about that... But as I said in my previous post, getting to the first date was interesting... So this is what I will discuss here today... Feel free to jump to another page if you are not happy...

So, it took me a while to realize that there was dating potential with this lady I already knew. We would see each other occasionally, and half jokingly flirt with each other, but I thought she was already dating someone, and I was even close enough to her as a friend to tell her a bit about GG.

Since my divorce, I mainly dated women that I met on the Internet. Though the only relationship that lasted more than a few weeks was with a woman that I met at a wedding (yes, this still happens), I still didn't know her much when I asked her on a first date.

So usually, a first date is on neutral territory, trying to find a place about half way between where we live, ideally a restaurant or a bar, or a very good restaurant that is worth the detour of one or the other...

But with this lady, who already knew me well, there was no need for neutrality... So my first reflex was to be a good boy and find a place close to her place, so that she doesn't have to drive much... But we had previously discussed half jokingly the possibility of having dinner at my place. I said I wasn't a very good cook, but I'm pretty good at taking care of the entertainment by singing a few songs with either my guitar or my piano... So she said that she didn't want to impose on me to cook for her, but would love to hear the entertainment...

So I was brave enough to suggest that she drives to my neighborhood, to go to a nice French restaurant beautifully set in a very old house, and then we could get to my place for the entertainment... héhé... I know... But it was just a proposal, opened for debate... And she did... She started by saying that she thought we would meet downtown either at a bar or a restaurant, but liked the idea of the entertainment at my place... But... To avoid certain expectations of going to my place "after" the restaurant, she suggested we meet at my place first, early enough for some entertainment, and then go to the restaurant... And then... we'll see... and we did... but you won't know about it :-)

I know... Not fair... But who said that life was fair? And since this blog is about MY life, I get to choose when to be fair or not... NA!

BYE
MADly having fun... as ever... :-)