Date Night

So I went out on a date last night with this guy who is a friend of a friend. We have already met up a couple of times with my friend and her husband, but we finally met up just the two of us.

The first time we met it was, of course, a set up by my friend and I had no expectations. No actually, that's a lie. I had two expectations:

1) He would not be my type AT ALL, but would be totally into me and impossible to get rid of, rather like the mosquito bites that have been plaguing me all week

2) He would be a complete dish and I would be salivating wildly like a rabid dog desperate to quench her thirst, and he would have no interest in me whatsoever

What I didn't anticipate was being introduced to someone who I am very attracted to, have so much in common with and that the feeling appears to be mutual.

So he took me out for Sushi last night to one of my favourite restaurants and we talked non-stop for 3 hours. I was determined to actually let the man talk last night, because on the two previous occasions I had been so nervous that I had rambled on incessantly and he had barely had a chance to get a word in edgeways. I went out armed with 'conversation starters', prepared for a possible scenario of us just sitting mutely gazing into space but I needn't have worried. Conversation just flowed and eventually we were being turfed out of the restaurant by staff who were keen to start putting chairs on tables.

There was a slightly awkward moment when we were sitting back in the car. Is he going to kiss me? I was slightly terrified of this moment. Unnecessarily as it turned out. It was the perfect first kiss.

After, he sat back and looked at me and we smiled. 'Wow', he said, 'you're a really good kisser.' Really? I thought to myself. You haven't seen anything yet, sunshine. If you think that's something just wait till these little suckers get warmed up. But of course, being the demure lady that I am I just smiled enigmatically and then crashed my knee into glove compartment whilst trying to cross my legs in an effortlessly elegant and sexy manner.

And now of course I am jetting off to the UK tomorrow for 4 weeks with the boys in tow. I am so looking forward to it. Have been for months now.

But unexpectedly I have the possibility of something to look forward to when I get back.