Date & Dish

So last night I went on a third date with HH. But before I dish, I must back up and give an update on the state of my dating life in general. Things got weird with CB. After several exchanges over e-mail and a voicemail indicated that he was either way too busy for me, not interested in seeing me, trying to keep me on the backburner, etc., I’ve decided not to pursue things with him for the time being. If he wants to see me, he will make it happen. I made it known that I was interested in getting together, and my proposal was kind of blown off. Oh well…his loss.

Canada guy has been very nice in a few brief e-mails during his recent travels for work. He’s supposed to be back in town for good next week, so I guess we’re going to try to get together. So far, he seems really nice so I’m looking forward to seeing him again.

Meanwhile, I’ve hidden my profile on the main online dating site I was using. I just couldn’t keep up with all the e-mails. This means that I will need to take the initiative in contacting some of the guys who have been backed up in my inbox for a while if I want to meet new people. So I am trying to get motivated to do that.

So now that you’ve had the quick update on things, that brings us to last night. Or, actually, to Sunday, when HH called me to make plans for the evening as I was walking out the door. I hadn’t heard from him even though we had casually mentioned getting together on Sunday a few days earlier. Since I hadn’t heard from him, I just assumed that we weren’t going to get together after all. So his call was a bit of a surprise. But I didn’t have other plans, so I agreed to meet him that evening. Then, just a few hours later, and about an hour and a half before we were supposed to meet, he called me back—to cancel. He’s been doing some renovations on his house, and he wanted to take advantage of someone’s availability to help him with a particular task. It sounded legitimate although somewhat lame. But, to his credit, he offered some alternatives when he called, saying he could meet me one night after work instead.

Last night, we met for drinks and dessert at a local cafe. It was really enjoyable. He is still a bit reserved at first, but we didn’t really have a lack of things to talk about. Towards the end of the evening, he seemed to loosen up a bit, and as we were saying goodbye in the parking lot, it seemed like he wanted to kiss me goodnight, but there was a group of people standing right next to us. He shot them a glance, then laughed and apologized for it being so awkward, so I just laughed and gave him a hug goodbye. We discussed getting together again, possibly this weekend, so maybe I’ll get my goodnight kiss then!