“Listen Linda, Listen”

Sex in the Little City
Date #9

I messaged Kimberly @Final Draft Taphouse to let her know I was going to be having a date there. She said “Great! We are having our biscuits and beer pairing event tonight. I will tell the staff your coming in with a date.” ???

Yes, I can’t hardly go anywhere on a date anymore on this side of the river without someone seeing me. ? Someone starts to approach me and I just smile and shake my head no slowly. ? People get the hint and don’t approach me but message me later. ??

When I arrived I was taken back because this biscuits and beer event was quite popular. Almost every seat was taken. And I KNEW a lot of people. The first person I saw was Annie the photographer. She was taking pictures of the event and several groups. ☺️ They also had a paint class in the back which added to the people. ? Then, I turn my head and I saw two other people I knew. ? Then, my friend Larry walked in the door. ??‍♀️ Everyone was super cool and all in all I probably knew 8 people. A few walked by me and pretended like they didn’t know me but just winked at me behind his back.

He was Hispanic and had an accent. Baby faced and dressed very nicely. ? He was quiet and had a very calming energy about him. He only spoke very few words. I was wondering to myself if there was any way I can be with an introvert again….??‍♀️
I know exactly what I need…to talk about feelings, emotions, carry on a conversation a little bit instead of me feeling like I’m talking to myself, phone calls, texts…..and validation. ??

He ordered a panini and I ordered the charcuterie platter with meat and cheese. ???Both looked amazing. We both had beer. ? I always get a Mexican lager. ? Since I was doing the most of the talking I only got through about 10 bites and then I felt full. ? I asked Kimberly for to go box and she obliged.

By this time we had been there for about an hour and a half. We were getting along well. Earlier in the day my friend Erika had asked me to go to a local bar with her and karaoke. I already told her yes and I wanted to make sure I kept my promise. I also knew that it was a better idea for me to do that so I didn’t go home sad early in the night about me not having the girls. That’s usually when my downward spiral starts. ? Divorce is fucking hard. But I’m guessing I’ve told you that before.

In the hour and a half I had found out that he owned an online business and was doing well with that (self starter) ?? and had two children that were a little older than mine. He was 35. (Please, dear god let him also act like an adult, be self aware, and emotionally available.) All I know for sure was that he was sweet. It exuded from him. ☺️??

We were just wrapping the date up but I didn’t want it to end. My girlfriend Lindsey, during the same day, in the morning encouraged me to add another rule to my long list of rules. That was rule number 30. (which was great because I’m OCD anyway and not having an even number was really hurting my heart) That rule stated this, “#30 “Do what you feel is appropriate, safe and fun in the moment.” ?? I was trying to take this to heart so I invited him to the next location with me which was against one of my sacred rules. “Don’t go to a second location with a man”. ? But at least I didn’t break another rule and ride with him in his car but went separately. ? Yes, I asked him to go karaoke with me. YES, WITH FRIENDS THAT FOLLOWED MY BLOG! ?

I right away sent a message to Erika about him coming with me. ? I didn’t want to blow my cover. I wanted to make sure that the other people that were coming knew as well. I asked him if he would like to come to the second location and that it was down the street. He said yes! ??? I was pretty proud of him because he knew that he was going to be meeting some of my friends. That’s a lot of pressure for a guy. ?

We met at the bar and walked right to the table. I introduced him and everybody was cool. They were all singing and having a great time and we were just sitting next to each other listening. He asked me if I wanted to drink. I said yes. That was the second rules of mine that I broke. ??‍♀️ “Never let a man buy you drinks.” I ordered a margarita. I was still safe, appropriate and was having fun. ???

After a while we were starting to show more attention to one another and he was opening up. He put his arm around my back and slid his hand slightly down. #3 rule broken! ? “Don’t touch.” Eventually we were closer and closer. We were so close while talking that we were exchanging air. ? He leaned in and kissed me! ? Rule #4 broken! Jesus, Heaven help me! ? I’m on a downhill slide or maybe an uphill, who knows! ? All I know is that it was wonderful! ?

He went to the bathroom and Erika looked at me and said, “Lisa, this is going to make a great blog post.” ??‍♀️??‍♀️? I’m thinking to myself “I’m not sure that he’s ever going to make it to the blog.” I only blog about guys that don’t make it you see. Time would tell. As he returned to the table Erika took her phone out and snapped a photo of us together. ?

As the night went on we were very handsy with each other. Three margaritas in deep and I was past my limit of two drinks only! ? and broke rule 5. (Where is that damn shaking head emoji?) ??‍♀️ We were having lots of fun and I didn’t want the night to end but, well…..it was 2am before you knew it and all of my friends were gone! ?

We made our way to the door and I was reminded of that song by Semisonic (they were friends of mine by the way) entitled Closing Time….. ❤️ I’m not sure of the last time that I closed a bar down. ??‍♀️ He walked me to my car and opened the door. I partially sat in the seat. He stood in the doorway with his hands on the top of the doorway. We kissed and kissed and kissed. ?? I felt 16 again. Kissing is my favorite by the way… did you know that I went 11 years without French kissing my partner? (Not that I didn’t try) What a sad situation. Kissing is SOOO wonderful! ???

We finally pulled away from each other and said goodbye. ? I mentioned to him that I usually never do this. I think I actually mentioned it several times because after a while he said to me, “Listen Linda, Listen.” (If you haven’t seen the funny video of the Hispanic boy saying that to his mother then you should see it because it’s super cute) He was trying to talk some sense into her and make sure she was calm and that’s what he was doing with me. ☺️ It worked. He also said he wanted to see me again. ❤️

As I drove home I thought to myself, “I’m so happy that I implemented rule number 30.” ?? Everyone needs a rule #30 once in a while! ❤️❤️❤️

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