Saturday, September 8, 2012

Two good things: nice date, and we DIDN'T get beat up!

I went on date #2 with the guy who was thinner than me and expected to feel amazonian. Actually, I did feel amazonian, so that expectation was right on. I guess what I expected to happen, then, but didn't, was to feel the "meh" mechanism kicking in, as it so often seems. I thought the size difference would equal discomfort, but it didn't.

I don't know if it's that we had a really great rapport, joke a lot, have similar world views on politics and religion and that he treats me with care but I like the dude. Enough to see him again.

We actually talked about our size difference.
Him: So what do you think the difference is? Three quarters of an inch? What do you think?
Me: I don't know. I'm less concerned about the height than the weight. I'm a little sensitive about carrying some extra weight myself.
Him: You are really cute and your weight is perfect.
Me: rolls eyes (but that is a nice answer, dingdingding! Dudes who make a woman feel pretty will garner much appreciation.)
The date was fun. I laughed and cried at the play of a dysfunctional family (August: Osage County), thinking OMG, y'all, my family is GOLDEN. Pshht.


  1. our age, there seem to be those that either regress to an earlier age (another story another time), or the self aware and wise ones that find honesty and openness the best avenue of approach.

  2. Yep. I like honesty & openness, but I think sharing too much too quickly might not be a good idea afterall. I used to think it was good to get it all out but now I am rethinking the wisdom of that.