WARNING: LONG, RAMBLING WINE-FUELED POST AHEAD!
Don't say I didn't warn you...
Lately, work has been nice and quiet -- when it's busy, I can easily be there til 10, 11 pm. But it's been quite mellow of late, which is definitely a boon to my social life.
Last night I went with old friend L to the opening of her friend's new bar-restaurant -- nothing like free food and booze to attract a crowd. It's been ages since I've met a guy in a real-life, non-online situation, so this night I gave it my best effort. (I'm not counting Portuguese Dish, since he was only here for a week).
After about ten minutes of chatting, Cute Long-Haired guy had to go "find his friends" (was that a wedding ring on that finger... or just a big, funky band?). Then a nice conversation with Hoboken Guy. After we started talking about upcoming trips, he casually mentioned his trip to Italy next month with his girlfriend. Next!
Really... they should wear labels: "single and looking!"... "only looking for one night stand"... "just divorced and on the rebound"!
Then there was the hottie I planted myself across on the subway... he got off at my stop. Good sign, you might think? Probably not -- I live in a neighborhood with a large gay population. Ah well... I enjoyed ogling him in my tipsy state.
Tonight: I attended the opening of a new dessert bar with food writer friend M, with plans afterwards for a first date with JK (initials of a celebrity he resembles in his picture). As I was in a taxi to meet M, I got a voice message from JK -- very sorry, work was hectic and he had to cancel. WHat's going on that's making guys cancel on dates left and right these days?? He followed this with a text, and sounded appropriately apologetic -- so we'll see what happens as far as re-scheduling. I have a busy week ahead of me, so maybe next week?
The dessert bar was sugar-high delicious -- M and I followed it up with dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant. I learned from her that fava beans are in season in Italy right now -- did you know that? She always amazes me with her food knowledge.
Feeling kinda cute in my "springtime date" outfit - skirt, high heels, etc -- as I was on my way home, I almost popped into nearby Trendy Restaurant, where I've had an ongoing flirtation with the Cute Chef. I think he's annoyed with me -- last week, we made tentative plans for lunch a few days later, and then proceeded to flake on each other. Here's what transpired:
By about 12-ish on the planned day I still hadn't heard from him, so I gave him a call (he can be a bit well, forgetful).
Cute Chef: I'm sorry -- I'd forgotten that I had this project this morning -- can we meet around 2?
Me: No problem.
However -- it was a GORGEOUS day out, probably the only good day for biking all week. He called back just before 2, asking where I'd like to meet.
Me: Actually -- I'd really like to get in a bike ride -- can we meet for a drink later today?
CC: No problem -- call me when you get in. Enjoy.
I called later that afternoon. Left a message. No reply.
Coming home tonight, I quickly decided against popping in to see him. Probably best to give it another week or so, then next time I'm there mention casually, "hey, sorry we didn't have a chance to connect last week.". At this point, I've given up on him as a romantic interest... but I'd still like to stay in touch -- just in case...
Another reason for not stopping in to see CC: my feet were hurting -- I'm not much of a shopper, but went on a spring shoe-buying binge today and yesterday: three new pairs of hot, high-heeled, sexy shoes. And now I have some new knee pain to go with my new shoes.
Up ahead this week and weekend: dates with newbies (that is, if they don't cancel)! Party with CJ! Maybe some hotties at the party? I'll try not to hit on the gay guys this time...!