Datum Nr. Zwei

It means "date" number two. Last Monday was date number two, Bowling and Mexican food. He drove out to my town and I took him to the exciting bowling ally. My purpose was this, even if the date would have been Homer Simpson's dream experience and not very romantic, I wanted to see if he could play a game and 1.) Not gloat that he won, 2.) Pout if he lost, 3.) Had to be competitive even though we were there just to have fun. I'm happy to report that he didn't do any of the three aforementioned sins, though I think he was a little embarrassed his score was a little low, but in a good way not in an arrogant I want to show off way. We bowled four games, he won the first three and by some divine intervention I managed to snag the fourth with a 48....ROFL, but in his defense his finger was starting to swell up and hurt as he could not find a ball with finger holes big enough for him and he really could not bowl well with a finger still stuck in ball when he let go of it....OUCH.
We then went down the street to a Mexican restaurant, not the best but then we don't have half a city of illegals working in our restaurants making great food like Vegas does (you know it's true.) He then drove me back to my house and I know he wanted to walk me to my door and kiss me but he didn't want to as the living room curtains were open and my mom was sitting there.....damn it! He was cute, he said, "well let m walk you to the door," then stopped...blushed and said, "maybe not your mom is there..., " it really was cute. I have to say he is a gentleman and yes he has treated me very nicely and I enjoy being around him.

I was talking to the girls at work and this is what I figured out about myself. I'm attracted to a certain type of guy, both in looks and behavior....which is not good. If you lined all the men I have ever been attracted to up they would all look very similar and would all act very similar as well. Very good looking and a real asshole to boot. /sigh why do I like this? I don't know. I think I like the confident charm and the rakish playboy attitude in the beginning because it is fun, and starts out with a little sexual thrill. But in the end I'm always sad and hurt because they are all pricks, I secretly knew this in the start but chose to ignore it because it would ruin the good time and hoping that stupid dream that a playboy can someday be a prince. I then end up berating myself about being a schmuck magnet when it was my poor judgment or blind judgment that got me in this mess in the first place. Especially hoping a horses ass would turn into an exciting (but kind) prince. Wrong.

I have been thinking really hard about why I fell so fast in love with X and got married to him. He had the confident charm and rakish aura I love, I just don't know why I didn't have the prick alert go off with him when he so glaringly was one. He was a master manipulator and charmer so maybe I was fooled or did I really really ignore it and still can't recall it about him when I was first with him and ...why? I'm very concerned about this because I really don't want to make the mistake twice. X was a perfect gentlemen till after we got married then became a prick on the wedding night when he pouted when he didn't get something he wanted, and made me feel like crap....

If I didn't spot it that time, how the hell will I spot it again if it is right under my nose and I can't see it?

So far Dave is a very nice guy and he is not anything like what I'm attracted to in the past. I don't have the fun butterflies I get when I see him like I always get with the usual asshole suspect but, I really enjoy his company and I'm not stressed out nervous with him wondering (how I'm going to explain I don't want to have sex but I hope you still want to date me even if your not going to get anything), like with just about all the other guys I have been out with....knowing when that speech is over I will get the, "your such a nice girl, and I don't think we should date anymore line. I'm usually worried when on a date about when the guy is going to make a move and grab my boob and kiss me, with Dave I KNOW he will not make a move to my mid section, but wishing he would kiss me already.....lol. I have a rule not to kiss on the first date but I have to say I was sort of, ok really, disappointed he didn't on the second.

I will be going on a third date with him this coming Monday and he sort of casually mentioned he would like me to come over to his house to cook me dinner and maybe....watch movies....I sense the /yawn and stretch out the arms move coming...hehe....what do you think? We shall see... =)