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So my pre-date butterflies are gone. I'm glad I blogged about them so that I will remember. Now, that doesn't mean that it wasn't a good date. I had lots of fun. We has supper in the trees. It was a great atmosphere. We talked and ate for over 2.5 hours! The butterflies are just gone because absolutely nothing can beat the life I live in my head.
He's tall and has dark hair and light eyes. Check, check, check. Those are all my "things."
He is well travelled. While he does not speak French, he does speak another language. Oooooohhhhh!
So I thought that I had been a good conversationalist, but he summed up what he knew about me like this:
- I don't have a cell phone
- I wear a life jacket in a boat
- one other thing that I can't remember that makes me sound geek and freak-o-licious !
Oh well, there are promises to call one another soon. He attempted to ask me out again, but I plan on being out of town on the proposed date.
My mom is proud of me because he paid. Ha! It's a joke.
For your viewing pleasure, here is what I wore.
I have a policy about dating and blogging. I blog about me. Because I don't think it would be fair to blog about somebody else, certainly without their knowledge. So that means that a 'friends only' post is on the way! Stay tuned and let me know if you can read it.
So man#3 has asked me out for dinner! I am way too excited. Way too excited for a girl who is all about the slow. This is tomorrow. That does not give me enough time to even out the farmer tan I got on the weekend, nor the time to think of a lot of interesting things to say. You see, we are not going out for a drink. A drink is short and sweet. Dinner is long. You have to be aware of chewing, of things in your teeth, things to say for a long time. Lots of things to say without saying too much.
Oh my goodness. Maybe it's too much. Maybe I should just cancel. No way! I can handle the pressure. Because it will be fun!
My question to the readers, that would be you, the person who is reading, do I tell my parents? I mean they usually know, more or less, what I do in a day. I don't think I need to tell them immediately, but I don't want to lie.
As well, what do I wear? :)
I have written the first draft of my last university essay. This has been the hardest sucker to write. The pain in my neck/back/shoulders just will not let up. I will go into debt due to chiropractic and massage treatments. As well, the topic just wasn't coming together. But I persevered. Despite company coming from halfway across the country to visit, I got 'er done. I can polish on Sunday, after the company leaves so now I can be a great hostess. Except for the occasionally debilitating pain. So, after class tomorrow, I am on vacation!
I listened to Chelle (and myself really) and called back! He answered! He made an amusing comment about talking in the grocery store and will call me later. I'm excited!
Update!
So he called back. And we chatted. For just a little while. And we have plans to chat in the future. Wahoo! And two conversations on the phone that only lead to future phone conversations is exactly my speed.
On Sunday morning I found a note from Jaret saying that Man#3 called. Just to remind anyone who is confused (possibly me), this is good. However, he didn't have a number for him. No worries, I had the number at work. No, I did not call from work. I don't know why. No, I didn't call as soon as I arrived home. I finally screwed up my courage and dialed the 7 numbers. 'This cell phone user is away from the phone....' Okay. Oh well. I didn't try again.
Then I realized, I have a couple of advertisements on-line right now, Man #3 might not be Man #3, but another person by the same name that doesn't necessarily want to have a drink with me.
So do I call back tomorrow? Because I think I actually do want to go for a drink with this guy. So calling back might just be effective. However, nothing can go wrong if I don't do anything. I'm such a chicken.
Things are coming together. I feel that my attitude is changing. I am encouraging myself to get things done sooner rather than later. I have my list down from 35 to 26 THINGS THAT NEED TO BE DONE! And I have seen friends. Now knocking 9 things off the list is cheating a little. Because grocery shopping was not a one time deal. And weeding the yard is not complete. Nor do I expect it ever will be, because look at my neighbours yard. Really, come over and look. They obviously don't care about weed control. But I will persevere, to a point. And that point is the pain in my neck. My summer job which culminated with a lovely (****) power point, the many hours spent in creating said pp required me to set in front of a laptop. This combined with essay writing and biking with a heavy back pack all summer have resulted in serious neck pain. Serious for me. You see, I never have pain. Anywhere. I am lucky. But for almost two weeks I have been popping advil. Oh well, another trip to my massage therapist should clear it up. It's good for her, I rarely go to see her! So, I can only pull about 15 weeds a day before it's too sore. But it's okay, things are getting done!
****That is a lot of swearing. But I don't swear.
It wasn't really for Parliament that I went to Ottawa. It was really to see my friends and hang out. Unfortunately, I don't have photos of all of my friends. But I do of some of them!
Here is Ben: He is posing in the woods where we went for a nature
walk. This photo will surely be coming to a facebook page (likely his)
soon. The photo of me will not likely be on facebook. Ben let me stay at his house while I toured the National Capital region. He was also responsible for my nourishment. Ben is a fantastic cook. Nutritious and delicious. We had a great time playing Wii, Raving Rabbits. Too funny! As well we went to see my friend Jennifer at Meech Lake. Yes, where they didn't sign the accord. It is beautiful! As is my friend Jennifer, but I don't have a picture of her.
I also hung out with my friend Valérie. She is a lot like me, just more. She speaks lots of languages and has travelled to lots of countries. I speak a couple of languages and have travelled to some countries. She just finished Law School, which is unlike me. I'm just as glad. Anyway, we hung out in the Market, an area of Ottawa just beside the Hill (Parliament Hill) that, amongst other things, has lots of restaurants. Another day her sister, who is a tour guide this summer, let us wander around Parliament at our leisure. We did exciting things like check out the new guide lounge! As well as all the places I posted in my earlier post. We also drove to Aylmer to go to the beach. Sunny on the way there, sunny on the way back, rain at the beach. It was great to see her again; we hung out a lot when we both lived in Mtl and hadn't seen one another in over two years! It sure didn't seem like it. This lovely photo definitely makes me notice our difference in height. I guess that is where I am more!
The East Bloc is part of the original Parliament Buildings. Centre Bloc burnt to the ground in 1917, except for the library which was saved ever so gloriously but shutting the metal doors.
This is the lovely bibliothèque du Parliament. This was the first time I had seen the Library which had undergone a major restoration. Infact, the Guides of 2001 were the last to give tours of the former Library. The statue is Queen Victoria, for whom my lovely city is named. She was the Queen when Canada became a country and while a lot of stuff in cities was being built, hence a lot of stuff is called Victoria.
This is the ceiling of a hall in Parliament. I cannot remember what the name of the hall is, but many a group of tourists hears a lot of babble while the guide is waiting for a long winded library guide who talks about Birds of America, the most expensive book in the library, to get his or her group out. Anyway, I talked about the fine example of Gothic architecture and the fact that in this hall Pierre Trudeau a été mis en exposition. He was on display. I remember I had to practice saying that and I said it really clearly. So I remember a lot, just not the name of the hall.
For those of you who are curious about my facebook status, I love to be ambiguous! Today, on the bus, a guy I had previously met asked me if I wanted to go out for a drink. Huh? So this is the 4th guy, or man rather, that has asked me to consume a beverage in the last 30 days. What the heck is going on?
When asked this question, I just don't know what to do. So I say yes. It is so hard to say no. You see, I have reasons in the case for which the answer should be no. But he's nice. So I'm just digging a whole that I will have to climb out of.
This is a dumb feeling and I'm sure karma will kick my butt and I will regret saying it in a few weeks, but I'm enjoying being single. I don't feel lonely, in fact, I don't feel like I have enough time to spend with my friends.
So here is an update:
I did what was necessary for man number #1, the one that is definitely too old for my comfort level. I kept it all business, just like Fearless told me to.
Man #2 did call, despite Jaret's impression that it was all a bet. I tried to respond to his message, but it was impossible! I was told the number was not in service. So what do I do about that? Try throwing possible area codes in front of it? So far, I have done nothing. I just went to Ottawa instead. Any suggestions ? KW, get an account and leave me a comment you sneaky lurker!
Man #3, he who has the most interest, will be in touch next week.
Just to clarify, I'm not complaining about any of this. It is AWESOME for my ego. I'm just lamenting at my inability to handle these situations.
I went on a lovely stress free relaxing fun vacation to Ottawa. Peace. Love. Harmony. Exaggeration.
This morning I woke up in the real world. My head a buzz with the things I have to do. It's out of control. This constant feeling of panic has got to GO. I spent most of the extra long weekend at my friend Ben's. He has it together. He is calm. He is ORGANIZED. His house is immaculate. Basically, Ben has got it going on. I want to be like Ben. Not entirely true; I need a little crazy in my life to keep me happy but I would like the crazy to be a little more about fun and less about recycling taking over my basement.
So, on my way home today, my head was racing will all the things I have to do. So I just made a list. 29 things. I stopped at 29 and they don't include my teaching list. That list hasn't even been started! Some are big, like buy a car, some are small, like dust the blinds. Most are in the middle. I figure that if I can do one or two things a day, this list won't be that hard to accomplish. However, just writing this post I have thought of five more things to add to my list. Oh well. Once I get things under control, it will just be maintenance. I can do it!
