Conversation of last night

Post–date recap with PB:

me: just got back from a date, really nice guy

PB: and

me: employed

PB: haha

me: attractive

PB: does he have a car?

PB: and a cell phone?

me: has a car!

me: and a cell phone!

Jennifer: ok ok

me: (and ps. I'm dying that you're asking these questions)

me: (because we know you had to.)

It’s true, my dating history includes such experiences that the first questions she has to ask is if he has a car and a phone. So.....unfortunately.....true.

But it’s also true that it was a good date. Lots in common, easy to talk to, taller than me, attractive, owns his own business, home owner, ready for a family, athletic, smart, chivalrous, handy; has everything on the list that I’m looking for in a guy.  We even had a long conversation about etymology of the word “parrot”.  (i.e. Which came first? The word “parrot” being the bird or the verb “to parrot” that describes an action of mimicry, repetition without understanding .  We both presented our most logical evidence and reached no conclusion.) The English major in me was swooning.

EXCEPT (why is there ALWAYS an except?!) for one thing that I’m keeping close in order to determine if I need to get over “it”.  Not bad, just makes me sound super shallow if I can't, but I think any other person in my situation would have to consider the same issue.  So stay tuned for me to clear up that totally vague scenario. 

In other news:

The super hottie boot camp trainer asked how I was feeling in class and he can see the progress that he can see that I’m slimming down.  Which is super flattering because I am working my tuckus off, literally.

It’s true.  I’m a leaner, meaner (ok, not really), hill running, jumping jacking, squatting, military style burpie pushing machine.  Who wants to rip her legs off every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.   

In the mean time, work has me up to my eyeballs doing two peoples jobs while I apply for a third. 

So posts have been few and far between, but fall is here, I welcome it with apple cider in one hand and pumpkin spice steamers in the other.

Love and peace friends.