This Isn't a Good Time For Me

So you remember Kevin from my second ever blog post? I wrote this about him:

Kevin constantly would start sentences and then decide not to tell me what he was thinking of saying. Kevin also often sent me emails informing me that he had written me an email but decided not to send it.

Today, the following happened:

Kevin called me and right after saying "Hello," said "This isn't a good time for me, can I call you back?".

Later he called and we talked. Then he called me back 2 minutes after we got off the phone and said "I want to tell you something. Wait, nevermind. What I was going to say is more appropriate for a text." He then texted me the word "theoretical." Then nothing. I called him 3 times in the next 5 minutes in order to inquire what the hell was happening in his head- no answer.

To his credit, once I finally got an explanation, it made sense.

That just happened

Tonight I went on a pretty good first date with a guy.

He was tall, had an amazing body (his arms made me want to throw MYSELF up against a wall!), and was very handsome. He was smart and driven and well traveled and masculine. He had great manners. He was polite and paid for dinner and asked if he could see me again soon. He's outdoorsy and excited about having a family and seems to be close with his own family. When he got home he sent me a really nice text ("Loved the sarcasm! Sarcasm = sense of humor + personality + intelligence"). As we proceeded to text, I learned more about him. He prefers one-on-one or small groups to crowds; he "has a big ego, although he may have met his match" (HA!); he loves to cuddle (and warned me that I better not blog about that!); he was nervous while we were out on our date; he's looking forward to finishing his degree in civil engineering; he's not the jealous type; and- oh yeah- he may be moving to Guam soon for work.

GUAM!

FML. That just happened.

Just the right amount of English

While I was in Mexico last week, I had the following conversation:

Eduardo: My English is not so good. You are...very attractive.
Me: Oh, thank you. Your English is juuuust fine.

That's all the English he needed.

He was just about to say that

The other day, a guy I'm dating posted the following blog entry about me:

Title: I was just about to say that

The other day I picked up my date from her house. On the way to the restaurant she informed me, “I look lovely this evening.”

Oops.

*And she did look lovely. Despite my negligence in mentioning this right away, at dinner when I was sitting across from her I renoticed how nice she was looking in her dress and was sure to point it out in a sincere way. I think I mostly recovered.

Tick, tick, tick

This past weekend, a friend and I went to Ukiah for a couple of days to visit some friends of his who own a vineyard. At one point during the weekend, we were sitting outside with his friends' family. As I sat playing with the couple's two small children, he said those three little words I hate so much: "TICK, TICK, TICK." I envisioned an anvil falling on his head. I thought about throwing a clock at him and seeing the minute hand break through and lodge into his eye socket. I fantasized about a mountain lion running out and disemboweling him. I was not pleased.

He must be teaming up with Nana.

A conversation with Nana

This past mother's day, I called my grandmother. The last time we had spoken was a few months earlier, at which time I was not dating anyone. This is how our conversation went:

Me: Hi, Nana! How are you? I'm just calling to wish you a happy mother's day!
Nana:Oh, it's so nice to hear from you honey! Are you married?
Me: No.
Nana: Are you engaged?
Me: No.
Nana: Well are you dating anyone seriously??
Me: Nope.
Nana: (deep sigh) At this rate I'm NEVER going to be a great grandmother!
Me: Well, have a great day, Nana. Talk to you soon.

Buns of Steal

I have recently gone on a few dates with a guy who is really nice, but who I am just not into. Below are a few texts I have gotten from him (typed verbatim, including his spelling) that may indicate why...

6.03.10: "All year no casual Fridays for me boo!! My ties do kick ass though so it's all good"

6.07.10: "I'm at the store exchanging the charging block for my mom's laptop that should be under warranty..I'm the geeksquad in the house, don't get me started, I could not be moving out any sooner"

6.07.10: "Time to lift and get those buns of steal"

6.08.10: "Had an ok day lifting"

6.09.10: "Im pretty stoked with my shirt tie combo today"

6.09.10: "Just got home and bout to lift"

6.09.10: "Produce is a very important topic for me"

6.10.10: "A night at the rocksberry...your thoughts?"

6.11.10: "I can't say cocktail without smiling"

6.11.10: "I'm thinking about wearing the white pants I got at Express. I've really been wanting to wear them" (To which I replied: "You cannot wear white pants unless you are Miami Vice or are getting married on the beach." He did not wear the white pants.)

6.13.10: "It's awesome! Hotter than balls but fun work"

6.14.10: "Secretary at my middle school sent a staff email about a Wennie Roast tomorrow for lunch...i promised after 30 no more saying wennie"

I think 3 dates may be enough...