My Dating Life - Blogged
In about an hour I will be going on a date. My second date of this year and thankfully it isn’t a blind one. I met her at Jardine’s Saturday night and after a night of matching one another’s sarcastic wit it just came naturally to ask her out. I don’t click with a lot of people on this level.
I can honestly say I’ve been on less than 15 dates throughout my dating career and don’t really consider myself a “dater.” I don’t meet women in bars, I don’t belong to a gym, and I don’t belong to any clubs. So my opportunities are quite limited. Only person to blame is myself. I know this.
Anyway, we are going to an excellent italian place downtown that has an outdoor patio to enjoy the amazing weather we’re having today. No live blogging on this one and her name is Jennifer. Jennifer. Jennifer. Got it!
I was getting out of a guy’s car…a guy that I had been informed by another friend was planning to ask me out when he got up the courage. As I’m opening the door he said “Hey Katherine I want to ask you something.” I laughed and got out and waved bye. It’s Karen.