Dates and Guns
Though my heart is broken by the criticism of unknown internet meanies I will be brave and battle on with my internet date update.
I met Mr. Two-kids-and-a-dog at the bar(I like to call it my first date bar)at 7:30 last night. I was 5 minutes late and went in he wasn't there. I ordered a beer and sat at the bar and we had arranged. It was at about 7:45 when I started to get worried that all this internet meanies are right, that I am a loser and was being stood up. He showed up then, just in time to save my sense of self worth. He was nice and looked quite a bit like he did in his pictures but taller ha ha. I didn't hate him on site like I have with some of the other internet first date guys so I didn't have to spend 10 minutes in the bathroom trying to pry the screen of the window and run.Thank goodness, nothing ruins a first date more than escaping through the bathroom window.
We sat outside on the patio and had nice conversation about meaningless junk such as: our dogs, our jobs (or lack of one in my case),the old house he is restoring, and our families. After we finished the second beer it was time to get going as he had to work this morning and I, well I had more beer drinking to do at S's house.
I thought at first that he was okay looking but not my type but after talking with him for a while I found myself liking him more. I will go out on a second date with him if he asks. Of course, me being a jobless troll who lives with my mommy may not be his cup of tea, but I am damn cute with a nice rack and a dimple which I think makes up for my weird life, at least at the second date stage anyways.
In other news; I am thinking of joining the army. Ya, I know from stripper to road side assistance to banker to petty cheif Happygirl is a stretch but what the hell like I have anything to lose. I was talking to S about it last night. He doesn't think it's such a bad idea. There are always lots of jobs posted on the human resources board for the Canadian forces and they pay okay, you get benefits and can travel. I looked into it today on their website, the only downpoint that I can see right now is that you have to be able to run 5 kilometers. I am not much of a runner, so that may be the breaking point. How long does it take you to train to be able to run that far?
I started today with the dog in the park but didn't get too far before I felt like an idiot, I run like a girl for sure, more like a special olympics girl if you get my meaning. You have to be able to do sit ups and push ups too but that I can handle. I haven't worked out too much lately but managed to do 50 push ups today without causing myself bodily harm. I think I will have to start some kind of one women (and a dog) army boot camp for myself in case I am serious about life in the armed forces.
I met Mr. Two-kids-and-a-dog at the bar(I like to call it my first date bar)at 7:30 last night. I was 5 minutes late and went in he wasn't there. I ordered a beer and sat at the bar and we had arranged. It was at about 7:45 when I started to get worried that all this internet meanies are right, that I am a loser and was being stood up. He showed up then, just in time to save my sense of self worth. He was nice and looked quite a bit like he did in his pictures but taller ha ha. I didn't hate him on site like I have with some of the other internet first date guys so I didn't have to spend 10 minutes in the bathroom trying to pry the screen of the window and run.Thank goodness, nothing ruins a first date more than escaping through the bathroom window.
We sat outside on the patio and had nice conversation about meaningless junk such as: our dogs, our jobs (or lack of one in my case),the old house he is restoring, and our families. After we finished the second beer it was time to get going as he had to work this morning and I, well I had more beer drinking to do at S's house.
I thought at first that he was okay looking but not my type but after talking with him for a while I found myself liking him more. I will go out on a second date with him if he asks. Of course, me being a jobless troll who lives with my mommy may not be his cup of tea, but I am damn cute with a nice rack and a dimple which I think makes up for my weird life, at least at the second date stage anyways.
In other news; I am thinking of joining the army. Ya, I know from stripper to road side assistance to banker to petty cheif Happygirl is a stretch but what the hell like I have anything to lose. I was talking to S about it last night. He doesn't think it's such a bad idea. There are always lots of jobs posted on the human resources board for the Canadian forces and they pay okay, you get benefits and can travel. I looked into it today on their website, the only downpoint that I can see right now is that you have to be able to run 5 kilometers. I am not much of a runner, so that may be the breaking point. How long does it take you to train to be able to run that far?
I started today with the dog in the park but didn't get too far before I felt like an idiot, I run like a girl for sure, more like a special olympics girl if you get my meaning. You have to be able to do sit ups and push ups too but that I can handle. I haven't worked out too much lately but managed to do 50 push ups today without causing myself bodily harm. I think I will have to start some kind of one women (and a dog) army boot camp for myself in case I am serious about life in the armed forces.
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