Date #88: "Adam Sandler"
Description
The Three Points To a Successful Relationship
3 Things to Look for in a Family Man
Marriage IS Hard Work...So What!
Why We Decided We Don't Want a Normal Relationship
Being "Hangry" Can Lead to Relationship Problems
Why Reminiscing on Your Dating Days Is Important
How Procrastination Can Kill Your Relationship
Are You Acting or Taking Action in Dating
Their Love Had Gone Cold
They Had to Confront Her Affair
They Had to Give Back Their Baby Boy
They Regretted Their Divorce
When Home Becomes the Office: A Marriage on the Brink
Fighting for Our Marriage After the War
We Almost Lost Our Daughter — Then Our Marriage
Marriage on the Move: Loving Through Loss and Relocation
“Adam” – what a weird, quirky dude. We met at a local wine bar, and shortly after I met him, a new guy sat next to us. Adam seemed more into talking to this new guy than to me -- his date – the person upon whom he should have been trying his best to make a good first impression. (if this is improper English, so be it – several glasses of wine were drunk tonight for the sake of sanity)
The whole night, “Adam” was just too strange. He eventually got worse, making inappropriate comments (“Liv Tyler is a nice piece of ass” and “I’ve got to pee”). When he chatted up the 40-something blond to his right with the deep cleavage, I was happy to let him go.
The highlight of the night? The new guy next to us, and his girlfriend, who joined him a little while later – what a lovely couple! I invited them to an upcoming happy hour I’m hosting.
Another highlight of the evening: discovering this lovely new wine bar. This region was previously verboten for dates because it was around the corner from This Guy… but since This Guy has been abducted by aliens, I’ve reclaimed this mini foodie Mecca.
More tomorrow, when sober.
3 Things to Look for in a Family Man
Marriage IS Hard Work...So What!
Why We Decided We Don't Want a Normal Relationship
Being "Hangry" Can Lead to Relationship Problems
Why Reminiscing on Your Dating Days Is Important
How Procrastination Can Kill Your Relationship
Are You Acting or Taking Action in Dating
Their Love Had Gone Cold
They Had to Confront Her Affair
They Had to Give Back Their Baby Boy
They Regretted Their Divorce
When Home Becomes the Office: A Marriage on the Brink
Fighting for Our Marriage After the War
We Almost Lost Our Daughter — Then Our Marriage
Marriage on the Move: Loving Through Loss and Relocation
“Adam” – what a weird, quirky dude. We met at a local wine bar, and shortly after I met him, a new guy sat next to us. Adam seemed more into talking to this new guy than to me -- his date – the person upon whom he should have been trying his best to make a good first impression. (if this is improper English, so be it – several glasses of wine were drunk tonight for the sake of sanity)
The whole night, “Adam” was just too strange. He eventually got worse, making inappropriate comments (“Liv Tyler is a nice piece of ass” and “I’ve got to pee”). When he chatted up the 40-something blond to his right with the deep cleavage, I was happy to let him go.
The highlight of the night? The new guy next to us, and his girlfriend, who joined him a little while later – what a lovely couple! I invited them to an upcoming happy hour I’m hosting.
Another highlight of the evening: discovering this lovely new wine bar. This region was previously verboten for dates because it was around the corner from This Guy… but since This Guy has been abducted by aliens, I’ve reclaimed this mini foodie Mecca.
More tomorrow, when sober.
Début de l'événement
09.04.2024
Fin de l'événement
09.04.2024
Incestuous Dating
Description
5 Tips To Manage The Holidays When You Are Single
Do You Need A Love Detox From Your Ex?
Is Your Ego In Charge Of Fixing Your Love Life?
10 Signs That You Are A Love Junkie
6 Ways To Help Your Children Through Divorce
Are You More In Love With Him Than He Is With You?
When You Become Desperate for a Date Night
Losing the Fights in Your Relationship
Advice On First Dates
Why Men Don’t Want To Date Strong Women
How Do I Get A Date?
Have I Found The One?
How Can I Get A Girlfriend?
3 Steps To Starting Successful Conversations
Is It Okay To Tell Her She Looks Fat?
Should I Give Up On This Girl?
4 Things I Should Tell You Before We Start Dating
Life After Divorce: Papers Not Yet Signed & She’s Already Dating My Friend!
No — its not as bad as it sounds (unless you live in Mississippi), but I’m sure you’ve all seen or been affected by the interesting phenomenon in certain friend groups where the girls/guys systematically work thru everyone datable in the group. To be honest, it’s always baffled me. I mean, I am friends with almost all of my exes but not to the point of lets all hang out and I can watch you smootchie all over my friend. And THEN, I get to hear her version of your relationship because, well, she’s my friend and listened to me when I told her all about the romantic date her ex took me on.
My heart is generous, but not armored for that kind of wear and tear. I’m more of the school — you dated my friend within the last 5 years, so its going to take an act of God to get us together.
But a lot of people I know engage in this kind of roulette style dating and don’t seem to think anything about it. One of my friends recently explained that she did it (before she married one of the guys in the group) b/c she walled herself off from strange men in an attempt to protect herself. So her guy friends were the only guys who got to know the real person under her famous smile and she relaxed enough around them to develop interest. And another friend sticks to dating friends because they developed a solid foundation to start.
On the flip side, some of my friends have been incredibly wounded by not knowing that one of those breakups isn’t going to be pretty, so they had to decide, do I lose my friends to save my heart or do I harden up to keep my friends?
And then there are those who only fish outside the group which makes it harder to really know someone before letting them into your life and at times the group newbie loses some great friends in the break up b/c the group insider knew them first.
My question is… for those of you who do this: HOW do you move on like that so quickly and do you really get a good chance for making a clean break of it before dating your next friend? Has it ever harmed your circle to the point of splitting friendships?
And for those of you who don’t … Do you have an unwritten code among your friends that exes are off limits or is it something you would consider if the right one came along? Have you ever wanted to date someone in your group and the break up dynamic is exactly what stopped you from pulling the trigger?
Do You Need A Love Detox From Your Ex?
Is Your Ego In Charge Of Fixing Your Love Life?
10 Signs That You Are A Love Junkie
6 Ways To Help Your Children Through Divorce
Are You More In Love With Him Than He Is With You?
When You Become Desperate for a Date Night
Losing the Fights in Your Relationship
Advice On First Dates
Why Men Don’t Want To Date Strong Women
How Do I Get A Date?
Have I Found The One?
How Can I Get A Girlfriend?
3 Steps To Starting Successful Conversations
Is It Okay To Tell Her She Looks Fat?
Should I Give Up On This Girl?
4 Things I Should Tell You Before We Start Dating
Life After Divorce: Papers Not Yet Signed & She’s Already Dating My Friend!
No — its not as bad as it sounds (unless you live in Mississippi), but I’m sure you’ve all seen or been affected by the interesting phenomenon in certain friend groups where the girls/guys systematically work thru everyone datable in the group. To be honest, it’s always baffled me. I mean, I am friends with almost all of my exes but not to the point of lets all hang out and I can watch you smootchie all over my friend. And THEN, I get to hear her version of your relationship because, well, she’s my friend and listened to me when I told her all about the romantic date her ex took me on.
My heart is generous, but not armored for that kind of wear and tear. I’m more of the school — you dated my friend within the last 5 years, so its going to take an act of God to get us together.
But a lot of people I know engage in this kind of roulette style dating and don’t seem to think anything about it. One of my friends recently explained that she did it (before she married one of the guys in the group) b/c she walled herself off from strange men in an attempt to protect herself. So her guy friends were the only guys who got to know the real person under her famous smile and she relaxed enough around them to develop interest. And another friend sticks to dating friends because they developed a solid foundation to start.
On the flip side, some of my friends have been incredibly wounded by not knowing that one of those breakups isn’t going to be pretty, so they had to decide, do I lose my friends to save my heart or do I harden up to keep my friends?
And then there are those who only fish outside the group which makes it harder to really know someone before letting them into your life and at times the group newbie loses some great friends in the break up b/c the group insider knew them first.
My question is… for those of you who do this: HOW do you move on like that so quickly and do you really get a good chance for making a clean break of it before dating your next friend? Has it ever harmed your circle to the point of splitting friendships?
And for those of you who don’t … Do you have an unwritten code among your friends that exes are off limits or is it something you would consider if the right one came along? Have you ever wanted to date someone in your group and the break up dynamic is exactly what stopped you from pulling the trigger?
Début de l'événement
16.04.2023
Fin de l'événement
16.04.2023
Once Upon a Saturday
Description
Public Displays of Affection
Secrets for a More Satisfying Relationship
A Note To Guys About Helping Your Date Feel Safe
Avoid the First Date Let Down
Letting Go of the Control Freak
Keep It Classy America
How To Be More Emotionally Low Maintenance
I Like Me!
Why Are You Still Single?
How Do You Meet Someone New?
It started off kind of like any weekend could. We had plans to go downtown, catch a movie on the big IMAX screen at the Science Center and then dinner reservations at an Italian restaurant we had heard was good. LC got up late and suggested we head out early. The weather was nice, sun was out, and we could walk around downtown a bit and enjoy it. We both got ready and drove out to get some lunch. After lunch we walked around a bit, looked at the water, and hit our first snag.
The movie wasn’t showing at the time I had seen advertised earlier in the week. Now what? No problem LC assured me, we’d just bum around the city and take it easy. So we walked around for bit. After a while LC was thirsty and I needed a bathroom so we headed into a drug store and asked if they had a restroom. When I came out, LC was sitting near the door. I told him I was ready to go now, but he said he needed to make a stop too. Unfortunately the restroom was inconveniently located behind a door that had to be unlocked by an employee. It was about to shut so I went to run for it. That’s when it happened. I felt this awful pop inside my left leg and froze in my tracks. Luckily someone else came out from behind the door and LC got to use the restroom. When he came out he asked if I was okay and I insisted I was. Just needed to walk it off! No problem! A few steps later, I was almost in tears and LC was convinced I needed to go home.
No! I don’t need to go home! I just need to walk it off! I’ll be fine! LC wasn’t buying it. I limped around the drug store to grab some mascara and something to rub on my oddly injured leg. We paid for that, plus the soda, and headed off. LC was still skeptical, but I was insistent. So out we went. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street, I shrieked. LC looked more skeptical. I managed to hobble across the street before he made me sit down. He ended up going back across the street to get some aspirin while I sat still. When he got back I took the pills, drank a little soda, and insisted we try to walk around again. LC tried to convince me he would pull the car over and pick me up but I totally panicked. No! I want to walk to the car! I’m going to be okay! So fine, I limped up to the car, by which point I was sore and worn out. I was frantic not to go home though so he finally calmed me by agreeing we could drive around for a bit. It was a compromise I accepted.
We ended up driving to a nearby urgent care center. I could barely walk and he knew I’d refuse the emergency room. I tried to resist but he wasn’t having any more of it. In we went. I filled out all the little intake papers like a good girl and we finally got into a room. The nice nurse turned on the television for us and we waited some more. LC turned to me and said, “Pretty funny day, huh?” I glared at him. “I don’t think so.” We waited some more. Then the lights in the facility went out. Seriously. As we sat there in the quiet and the dark I turned to him and couldn’t help but laugh. “Now it’s funny.” I told him.
Eventually the lights came back on. The doctors wrapped my leg and sent me out on crutches. And we had no idea where to go from there. LC drove us back into the city while I continued to insist that sitting still would only make it worse. He drove to a nice neighborhood by the water and parked the car. I tried to figure out whether I had to walk with the crutches, or maybe just one crutch, or maybe none. He told me we didn’t have to do this. I threw both crutches in the back of the truck and decided to limp.
We limped across the street and out to the end of a wharf. Finally we sat down on a bench. We talked for a bit. We watched the water for a bit. And eventually LC turned to me and said he had a question to ask me. And right there he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Of course I said yes! And he slipped the most gorgeous ring onto my finger. And that, my dear friends, is how I got engaged.
Afterwards I couldn’t limp much further. He ended up pulling the car around to get me and take me to our dinner reservations for the evening. We had a nice dinner and then came home and put some ice on my leg. And on Monday I’ll call a specialist because I’m still limping.
But once upon a Saturday, just yesterday in fact, LC proposed to me. And I said yes. And now all we need to do is live happily ever after. I can’t wait.
Secrets for a More Satisfying Relationship
A Note To Guys About Helping Your Date Feel Safe
Avoid the First Date Let Down
Letting Go of the Control Freak
Keep It Classy America
How To Be More Emotionally Low Maintenance
I Like Me!
Why Are You Still Single?
How Do You Meet Someone New?
It started off kind of like any weekend could. We had plans to go downtown, catch a movie on the big IMAX screen at the Science Center and then dinner reservations at an Italian restaurant we had heard was good. LC got up late and suggested we head out early. The weather was nice, sun was out, and we could walk around downtown a bit and enjoy it. We both got ready and drove out to get some lunch. After lunch we walked around a bit, looked at the water, and hit our first snag.
The movie wasn’t showing at the time I had seen advertised earlier in the week. Now what? No problem LC assured me, we’d just bum around the city and take it easy. So we walked around for bit. After a while LC was thirsty and I needed a bathroom so we headed into a drug store and asked if they had a restroom. When I came out, LC was sitting near the door. I told him I was ready to go now, but he said he needed to make a stop too. Unfortunately the restroom was inconveniently located behind a door that had to be unlocked by an employee. It was about to shut so I went to run for it. That’s when it happened. I felt this awful pop inside my left leg and froze in my tracks. Luckily someone else came out from behind the door and LC got to use the restroom. When he came out he asked if I was okay and I insisted I was. Just needed to walk it off! No problem! A few steps later, I was almost in tears and LC was convinced I needed to go home.
No! I don’t need to go home! I just need to walk it off! I’ll be fine! LC wasn’t buying it. I limped around the drug store to grab some mascara and something to rub on my oddly injured leg. We paid for that, plus the soda, and headed off. LC was still skeptical, but I was insistent. So out we went. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street, I shrieked. LC looked more skeptical. I managed to hobble across the street before he made me sit down. He ended up going back across the street to get some aspirin while I sat still. When he got back I took the pills, drank a little soda, and insisted we try to walk around again. LC tried to convince me he would pull the car over and pick me up but I totally panicked. No! I want to walk to the car! I’m going to be okay! So fine, I limped up to the car, by which point I was sore and worn out. I was frantic not to go home though so he finally calmed me by agreeing we could drive around for a bit. It was a compromise I accepted.
We ended up driving to a nearby urgent care center. I could barely walk and he knew I’d refuse the emergency room. I tried to resist but he wasn’t having any more of it. In we went. I filled out all the little intake papers like a good girl and we finally got into a room. The nice nurse turned on the television for us and we waited some more. LC turned to me and said, “Pretty funny day, huh?” I glared at him. “I don’t think so.” We waited some more. Then the lights in the facility went out. Seriously. As we sat there in the quiet and the dark I turned to him and couldn’t help but laugh. “Now it’s funny.” I told him.
Eventually the lights came back on. The doctors wrapped my leg and sent me out on crutches. And we had no idea where to go from there. LC drove us back into the city while I continued to insist that sitting still would only make it worse. He drove to a nice neighborhood by the water and parked the car. I tried to figure out whether I had to walk with the crutches, or maybe just one crutch, or maybe none. He told me we didn’t have to do this. I threw both crutches in the back of the truck and decided to limp.
We limped across the street and out to the end of a wharf. Finally we sat down on a bench. We talked for a bit. We watched the water for a bit. And eventually LC turned to me and said he had a question to ask me. And right there he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Of course I said yes! And he slipped the most gorgeous ring onto my finger. And that, my dear friends, is how I got engaged.
Afterwards I couldn’t limp much further. He ended up pulling the car around to get me and take me to our dinner reservations for the evening. We had a nice dinner and then came home and put some ice on my leg. And on Monday I’ll call a specialist because I’m still limping.
But once upon a Saturday, just yesterday in fact, LC proposed to me. And I said yes. And now all we need to do is live happily ever after. I can’t wait.
Début de l'événement
08.05.2022
Fin de l'événement
08.05.2022
Sortie Culturelle
Description
La culture, moins on en a, plus on l'étale!
Début de l'événement
30.05.2023 - 18:00
Fin de l'événement
02.05.2021 - 20:00
Adresse url
https://www.yeswiki.net
Adresse
Avenue des Champs Elysées
Code postal
75000
Ville
Paris
Still (kind of) on that dating hiatus...
Description
Weird Boobs and Little Wieners
Our Son Is Disabled and It's Tearing Us Apart
Our Kids Drove Us Crazy
Our Home Renovation Is Wrecking Our Marriage
Our Grown Daughter Moved Back In
Our Dog is Coming Between Us
My Teenage Daughter Is Ruining Our Marriage
My Stepdaughter Is Ruining Our Marriage
(Broken) Laws of Attraction
Things You Should Be Doing To Find the Right Man
Why Splitting Costs Isn't Splitting Love
Why I Like Messed-Up Girls
Pilates It Is A Great Place To Meet Girls!
How to Date Your Partner Forever
Slender Young And Pretty Girls
Do I Only Date Pretty Women?
Let’s Just Get Naked
So… You Want to Date a Single Dad.
I wasn't ready to admit this the last time I wrote (as I was still grappling with it): at the end of my second date with Hoffman, he came back to my place. The connection was REALLY good, and he was completely respectful when I told him that we really shouldn't sleep together -- til I finally said, "oh, fuck it!". And so we did.
My issues with him having a few pounds? I didn't seem too bothered by it in the moment. We talked about having him spend the night, but I didn't think it was a good idea -- I had to be up early the next day, and I never sleep well when I spend the night with a new guy. So he left, and sent me a very sweet text when he got home.
During our next date a few days later, we had a very candid talk -- the sex was fun, but it was too soon. We continued to have a fabulous, intimate night -- dinner, followed by fun live music in the east village, followed by separate taxis home. We had talked about getting together again over the weekend (ie, this past weekend), but he had a friend coming to visit from out of town, and wasn't sure what they were doing yet. He emailed the next day to confirm as much -- the weekend wouldn't work, but he'd contact me early in the week to make plans.
Over the weekend, he sent a very sweet text -- I had sent him a link to something I'd written (something work-related), and he wanted to let me know how much he'd enjoyed it, adding "you don't cease to amaze me!". Very thoughtful. This meant a lot to me -- there have been times in the past when I've wanted to share some of my work with guys I've dated, and when I'd ask if they'd read it, I'd often hear a sheepish, "Not yet -- I've been soooo busy...". I got it.
By today, I still hadn't heard from him in terms of making plans -- with most other guys, I would have sat back and waited to hear from them, but with Hoffman? I can't explain it, I just feel a certain level of comfort with him. So I emailed him info on a new bar / lounge I'd read about, adding, "we should check this out!". He wrote back suggesting this weekend, and that he "couldn't wait". Nice.
I DO look forward to seeing him again, but am too overwhelmed with work at the moment to really think much about him or any other guys. I'm leaving for a business trip next week that's going to keep me out of town for nearly two weeks, so dating isn't very high on my priority list right now. Just fine by me.
*
And now: the Awkward Moment That Wasn't.
My friends (let's call them Mr and Ms Cool) were having an Oscar party -- these are the same people who threw the party where I met Mr 2010, aka The Invisible Man (after he, well, disappeared). This would be my first party at their place since his Great Disappearing Act of 2010 -- I saw that he was on the invite list.
I wanted to have backup troops with me, but none of my close friends could make it. I then had a brilliant idea: why not invite Smiley, the guy I dated in December? He knows Mr and Ms Cool as well -- I'd brought him to a few of their parties while we were dating. And oh yes -- there might be that added little jab to Mr 2010. When I told a friend, she said, "I LOVE bringing a guy to a party where an "ex" of some sort will be!". I felt the same way.
Saying that, Smiley and I ARE still just friends, at least in theory. Since we last slept together a month or so ago, he has texted me for a last-minute movie or drink, but I've been unable to make it. Not because I didn't want to see him, but (as anyone who knows me can attest) -- I'm a major planner. It's generally very hard for me to do last-minute stuff. If I'm at home after work in my sweats on the rare night I don't have plans to go out, and someone calls me for a spur of the moment drink? It's NOT easy to get me out of those sweats and into makeup.
But I digress.
I was nervous about seeing Mr 2010 at the party, even with Smiley there with me, and tried to inwardly rehearse how I'd talk to him - I thought cordial-but-cold was best. Turns out the only Oscar-worthy performances were on the TV, as he never showed. I was relieved.
I must admit -- it felt pretty nice to sit next to Smiley on the couch, as we gradually sat closer and closer, and his arm went around my shoulder, eventually playing with my hair, while his other hand caressed mine. He walked me home, and there was some sexy smooching. If things don't work out with Hoffman, I may have to consider some future sexytime with Smiley.
Hm, what's that, you say? Oh, you mean about my recent blog post about not sleeping with a guy again until we're in what may lead to a serious relationship? Well - spring is in the air, yada yada yada... I'm hopeful about Hoffman, but it's always good to have a Plan B.
Our Son Is Disabled and It's Tearing Us Apart
Our Kids Drove Us Crazy
Our Home Renovation Is Wrecking Our Marriage
Our Grown Daughter Moved Back In
Our Dog is Coming Between Us
My Teenage Daughter Is Ruining Our Marriage
My Stepdaughter Is Ruining Our Marriage
(Broken) Laws of Attraction
Things You Should Be Doing To Find the Right Man
Why Splitting Costs Isn't Splitting Love
Why I Like Messed-Up Girls
Pilates It Is A Great Place To Meet Girls!
How to Date Your Partner Forever
Slender Young And Pretty Girls
Do I Only Date Pretty Women?
Let’s Just Get Naked
So… You Want to Date a Single Dad.
I wasn't ready to admit this the last time I wrote (as I was still grappling with it): at the end of my second date with Hoffman, he came back to my place. The connection was REALLY good, and he was completely respectful when I told him that we really shouldn't sleep together -- til I finally said, "oh, fuck it!". And so we did.
My issues with him having a few pounds? I didn't seem too bothered by it in the moment. We talked about having him spend the night, but I didn't think it was a good idea -- I had to be up early the next day, and I never sleep well when I spend the night with a new guy. So he left, and sent me a very sweet text when he got home.
During our next date a few days later, we had a very candid talk -- the sex was fun, but it was too soon. We continued to have a fabulous, intimate night -- dinner, followed by fun live music in the east village, followed by separate taxis home. We had talked about getting together again over the weekend (ie, this past weekend), but he had a friend coming to visit from out of town, and wasn't sure what they were doing yet. He emailed the next day to confirm as much -- the weekend wouldn't work, but he'd contact me early in the week to make plans.
Over the weekend, he sent a very sweet text -- I had sent him a link to something I'd written (something work-related), and he wanted to let me know how much he'd enjoyed it, adding "you don't cease to amaze me!". Very thoughtful. This meant a lot to me -- there have been times in the past when I've wanted to share some of my work with guys I've dated, and when I'd ask if they'd read it, I'd often hear a sheepish, "Not yet -- I've been soooo busy...". I got it.
By today, I still hadn't heard from him in terms of making plans -- with most other guys, I would have sat back and waited to hear from them, but with Hoffman? I can't explain it, I just feel a certain level of comfort with him. So I emailed him info on a new bar / lounge I'd read about, adding, "we should check this out!". He wrote back suggesting this weekend, and that he "couldn't wait". Nice.
I DO look forward to seeing him again, but am too overwhelmed with work at the moment to really think much about him or any other guys. I'm leaving for a business trip next week that's going to keep me out of town for nearly two weeks, so dating isn't very high on my priority list right now. Just fine by me.
*
And now: the Awkward Moment That Wasn't.
My friends (let's call them Mr and Ms Cool) were having an Oscar party -- these are the same people who threw the party where I met Mr 2010, aka The Invisible Man (after he, well, disappeared). This would be my first party at their place since his Great Disappearing Act of 2010 -- I saw that he was on the invite list.
I wanted to have backup troops with me, but none of my close friends could make it. I then had a brilliant idea: why not invite Smiley, the guy I dated in December? He knows Mr and Ms Cool as well -- I'd brought him to a few of their parties while we were dating. And oh yes -- there might be that added little jab to Mr 2010. When I told a friend, she said, "I LOVE bringing a guy to a party where an "ex" of some sort will be!". I felt the same way.
Saying that, Smiley and I ARE still just friends, at least in theory. Since we last slept together a month or so ago, he has texted me for a last-minute movie or drink, but I've been unable to make it. Not because I didn't want to see him, but (as anyone who knows me can attest) -- I'm a major planner. It's generally very hard for me to do last-minute stuff. If I'm at home after work in my sweats on the rare night I don't have plans to go out, and someone calls me for a spur of the moment drink? It's NOT easy to get me out of those sweats and into makeup.
But I digress.
I was nervous about seeing Mr 2010 at the party, even with Smiley there with me, and tried to inwardly rehearse how I'd talk to him - I thought cordial-but-cold was best. Turns out the only Oscar-worthy performances were on the TV, as he never showed. I was relieved.
I must admit -- it felt pretty nice to sit next to Smiley on the couch, as we gradually sat closer and closer, and his arm went around my shoulder, eventually playing with my hair, while his other hand caressed mine. He walked me home, and there was some sexy smooching. If things don't work out with Hoffman, I may have to consider some future sexytime with Smiley.
Hm, what's that, you say? Oh, you mean about my recent blog post about not sleeping with a guy again until we're in what may lead to a serious relationship? Well - spring is in the air, yada yada yada... I'm hopeful about Hoffman, but it's always good to have a Plan B.
Début de l'événement
02.04.2022
Fin de l'événement
02.04.2022
Still relaxing, still enjoying the ride
Description
You're Never Too Old For True Love!
Why Dating Tips Aren’t Working for You
Turn Your Holiday Blues Into Real Love
Love Problems? Never Run From The Issue - Solve It
You Need Only One Man To Find True Love
Finding A Man Isn't The Answer
Why Can't Your Heart And Head Like The Same Person
Quit The Blame Game & Ditch Bad Relationship Behaviors For Good
Do You Have A Love Leak?
We Got Married Too Young
We Keep Tearing Each Other Down
Slight tipsy blogging right now (not quite drunk) -- just got in from yet another wonderful date with Mr 2025. He's lovely, smart, fabulous, thoughtful. We had one of those goodnight kisses on the street before I got on my subway -- the kind of kiss that just makes it hard to say goodbye.
I'm still (mostly) sticking to my new motto for this year: relax, and enjoy the ride. I'm feeling really good about him, and am just (trying to) take this moment by moment. Every so often I get a twinge of "this may be too good to last / the rug might get pulled out from under me", but then it usually disappears pretty quickly.
Thankfully, I'm NOT at all itching to ask what he's "looking for", the way I felt with Smiley early on. (I checked my notes: I first had a hint of a talk with Smiley on the subject on our eighth date). I think it's because I suspected that Smiley was similar to other in-career-limbo guys I've dated in the past -- the kind of guy who feels that he needs to sort out his own life first before he can think of sharing it with someone else. And I was right. You know what they say about trusting your gut.
Mr 2025 seems to be happy and successful in his career, so thankfully, no career limbo there. Of course that means nothing in terms of what he wants in a relationship, but it could potentially be one less obstacle.
For now, my gut is giving me two thumbs up (guts have thumbs...?). Next date already in place for this weekend. I have a new Jdate planned before then, but I feel that I'm just going through the motions right now.
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Slight tipsy blogging right now (not quite drunk) -- just got in from yet another wonderful date with Mr 2025. He's lovely, smart, fabulous, thoughtful. We had one of those goodnight kisses on the street before I got on my subway -- the kind of kiss that just makes it hard to say goodbye.
I'm still (mostly) sticking to my new motto for this year: relax, and enjoy the ride. I'm feeling really good about him, and am just (trying to) take this moment by moment. Every so often I get a twinge of "this may be too good to last / the rug might get pulled out from under me", but then it usually disappears pretty quickly.
Thankfully, I'm NOT at all itching to ask what he's "looking for", the way I felt with Smiley early on. (I checked my notes: I first had a hint of a talk with Smiley on the subject on our eighth date). I think it's because I suspected that Smiley was similar to other in-career-limbo guys I've dated in the past -- the kind of guy who feels that he needs to sort out his own life first before he can think of sharing it with someone else. And I was right. You know what they say about trusting your gut.
Mr 2025 seems to be happy and successful in his career, so thankfully, no career limbo there. Of course that means nothing in terms of what he wants in a relationship, but it could potentially be one less obstacle.
For now, my gut is giving me two thumbs up (guts have thumbs...?). Next date already in place for this weekend. I have a new Jdate planned before then, but I feel that I'm just going through the motions right now.
Début de l'événement
14.04.2022
Fin de l'événement
14.04.2022
The Real Deal About Dating Apps After 40: Tips, Tricks, and Traps.
Description
Dump Now or Wait? The Eternal Breakup Dilemma
Dating a Divorced Dad
Torn Between Two Lovers
The Truth About Online Dating Deception
Online Dating Texting
Turn the Hose on an Old Flame
Dating My Sister’s Ex: Is It Weird or Fair Game?
Flirty Friends or Something More?
My Boyfriend Too Focused on My Looks
Ben showed all the signs of unavailability. He didn’t confirm our first date. He said he would, and he didn’t. That showed me his word meant nothing, that he wasn’t dependable. When he did call, he told me he didn’t confirm because he forgot. He forgot me. I wasn’t on his mind. He disregarded our date. Yet I gave him a chance to prove me otherwise.
Fast-forward hours later. He texts that he will be late. Something about work. He apologizes, and I decide to be nice, to be understanding. He sets a new time of 8 p.m.
Next, 9 p.m. rolls around, and I am waiting for him to call me. I am sitting on my couch, dressed up in a white top with black and white leggings, and red pumps. I feel pretty and infuriated. I feel like a fool. I check my phone every few minutes and see nothing. Finally, he calls. He’s a few minutes away.
We meet a few blocks from my apartment complex. I am cold and distant. He notices. And I notice he’s wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. No effort. Because he thinks I don’t deserve it. Because I led him to believe this behavior is acceptable. Because I said “yes” when he showed no follow through, and so he isn’t following through.
Yet, I let him kiss me. Two hours into our date, he leans in and kisses me in public. I knew then and there that our “relationship” would be purely sexual.
And it was.
Because I date unavailable men. I have settled for less than I deserve time and time again. It is a struggle that I have lived with for most of my adult life. One that I am ready to demolish. I don’t want to survive in relationships. I want to thrive. I don’t want to prove to a man that I deserve love, consistency and respect. I want a man to know that I do.
It all begins with me. This year, I will make better choices. I already am. I let Brian go months ago. I refuse to settle. Moving forward, I will say “no” to mediocrity. I will only allow men in my life who reflect a Sujeiry who is ready for a love that is available.
A few of my friends joke around and say they suffer from the “JLo Syndrome.”
Dating a Divorced Dad
Torn Between Two Lovers
The Truth About Online Dating Deception
Online Dating Texting
Turn the Hose on an Old Flame
Dating My Sister’s Ex: Is It Weird or Fair Game?
Flirty Friends or Something More?
My Boyfriend Too Focused on My Looks
Ben showed all the signs of unavailability. He didn’t confirm our first date. He said he would, and he didn’t. That showed me his word meant nothing, that he wasn’t dependable. When he did call, he told me he didn’t confirm because he forgot. He forgot me. I wasn’t on his mind. He disregarded our date. Yet I gave him a chance to prove me otherwise.
Fast-forward hours later. He texts that he will be late. Something about work. He apologizes, and I decide to be nice, to be understanding. He sets a new time of 8 p.m.
Next, 9 p.m. rolls around, and I am waiting for him to call me. I am sitting on my couch, dressed up in a white top with black and white leggings, and red pumps. I feel pretty and infuriated. I feel like a fool. I check my phone every few minutes and see nothing. Finally, he calls. He’s a few minutes away.
We meet a few blocks from my apartment complex. I am cold and distant. He notices. And I notice he’s wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. No effort. Because he thinks I don’t deserve it. Because I led him to believe this behavior is acceptable. Because I said “yes” when he showed no follow through, and so he isn’t following through.
Yet, I let him kiss me. Two hours into our date, he leans in and kisses me in public. I knew then and there that our “relationship” would be purely sexual.
And it was.
Because I date unavailable men. I have settled for less than I deserve time and time again. It is a struggle that I have lived with for most of my adult life. One that I am ready to demolish. I don’t want to survive in relationships. I want to thrive. I don’t want to prove to a man that I deserve love, consistency and respect. I want a man to know that I do.
It all begins with me. This year, I will make better choices. I already am. I let Brian go months ago. I refuse to settle. Moving forward, I will say “no” to mediocrity. I will only allow men in my life who reflect a Sujeiry who is ready for a love that is available.
A few of my friends joke around and say they suffer from the “JLo Syndrome.”
Début de l'événement
04.04.2022
Fin de l'événement
04.04.2022
Welcome back, A&V;! (and some non-updates)
Description
We Battle Constantly Over Our Autistic Child
We Became Parents and Fell Out of Love
We Became Parents...and Stopped Having Sex
We Can't Agree on How to Raise Our Child
We Can't Get Over Our First Marriages
Stress Of Infertility Is Hurting Our Marriage
We Can't Have a Baby
We Can't Get Pregnant and It's Driving Us Apart
It's Time to Be Real in Your Relationship
Pop Your Comfort Bubble & Open Up To Love
Find Yourself Before Finding The ONE
It's Not HIM Who's Afraid To Commit
How to Setting Boundaries Brings People Closer
Doubt Is Totally Keeping You From Finding Love
Do You Suffer From Pre-Mature Love Manifestation?
Are you looking for the finish line in love?
Learn the One Rule for Love and Dating
My old blog buddy, formerly known as Amore & Vino, has found herself a new URL home -- Single in the (Napa) Valley. Pay her a visit to say HI, and pass on a few words of encouragement!
Minor updates:
I heard from Martin for the first time since the breakup early in the week -- a mass email, inviting me to his upcoming birthday party. No thanks -- no response necessary. I felt a twinge of missing him for a half-day or so after the breakup -- but as I biked through his neighborhood a few days later, I realized that I was feeling relief to NOT be dating him any longer. He just wasn't right for me, but I was initially willing to overlook that for the sake of a good connection and fun companionship. Lesson learned, I hope. I'm convinced that DogMan isn't interested in me, despite hours of easy convo on our date the other night. I know -- "The Rules" dictate that a woman should wait for a man to make the first contact after a date, but I got impatient: two days after the date, I emailed him some info that I had promised I'd send, signing off with a breezy "have a great weekend -- talk soon". (eh, I've always been a rule-breaker anyway)
He wrote back a short while later, thanking me for the information, and wished me a great weekend as well. Polite, but not exactly warm. No suggestion of talking soon or getting together again. It's fine. Onward!
* As Guy Friend reminded me: it doesn't seem like it's a match with him, but you've got 5-6 other chickens in the oven, so to speak. It's true. I already have two dates planned in the next few days, in addition to communication with other J-guys simmering away. Details to come!
We Became Parents and Fell Out of Love
We Became Parents...and Stopped Having Sex
We Can't Agree on How to Raise Our Child
We Can't Get Over Our First Marriages
Stress Of Infertility Is Hurting Our Marriage
We Can't Have a Baby
We Can't Get Pregnant and It's Driving Us Apart
It's Time to Be Real in Your Relationship
Pop Your Comfort Bubble & Open Up To Love
Find Yourself Before Finding The ONE
It's Not HIM Who's Afraid To Commit
How to Setting Boundaries Brings People Closer
Doubt Is Totally Keeping You From Finding Love
Do You Suffer From Pre-Mature Love Manifestation?
Are you looking for the finish line in love?
Learn the One Rule for Love and Dating
My old blog buddy, formerly known as Amore & Vino, has found herself a new URL home -- Single in the (Napa) Valley. Pay her a visit to say HI, and pass on a few words of encouragement!
Minor updates:
I heard from Martin for the first time since the breakup early in the week -- a mass email, inviting me to his upcoming birthday party. No thanks -- no response necessary. I felt a twinge of missing him for a half-day or so after the breakup -- but as I biked through his neighborhood a few days later, I realized that I was feeling relief to NOT be dating him any longer. He just wasn't right for me, but I was initially willing to overlook that for the sake of a good connection and fun companionship. Lesson learned, I hope. I'm convinced that DogMan isn't interested in me, despite hours of easy convo on our date the other night. I know -- "The Rules" dictate that a woman should wait for a man to make the first contact after a date, but I got impatient: two days after the date, I emailed him some info that I had promised I'd send, signing off with a breezy "have a great weekend -- talk soon". (eh, I've always been a rule-breaker anyway)
He wrote back a short while later, thanking me for the information, and wished me a great weekend as well. Polite, but not exactly warm. No suggestion of talking soon or getting together again. It's fine. Onward!
* As Guy Friend reminded me: it doesn't seem like it's a match with him, but you've got 5-6 other chickens in the oven, so to speak. It's true. I already have two dates planned in the next few days, in addition to communication with other J-guys simmering away. Details to come!
Début de l'événement
11.04.2023
Fin de l'événement
11.04.2023
Yeswikiday
Description
Une journée pour faire avancer le projet Yeswiki dans la bonne humeur
Début de l'événement
30.04.2020 - 09:00
Fin de l'événement
30.04.2020 - 16:00
Adresse url
https://yeswiki.net/?DocumentatioN
Code postal
7700
Ville
Mouscron
Youpi ici c'est le titre
Description
Un événement autour du vin, c'est pour cela qu'il est à Bordeaux...
Début de l'événement
08.01.2020
Fin de l'événement
10.01.2020
Ville
Bordeaux
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