Mother of 3...Single Mother of 3. That sounds better. I mean, it is accurate, but it has the added drama that people respond to at this time. I am a closet dater...I date in secret without my children knowing about it. It is better that way. I am able to move through, learn a lot about myself and get fairly acquainted with dating in 2018. This is a good thing, because I never really dated. That is a blog for later though...lots of psychological fodder for all.
I love sushi. I love the process of watching someone make sushi. It is quite the art form. Date is the same. I like the process of dating and for someone that is very inexperienced, I feel that I am navigating it well. Unfortunately, navigating dating well in South FL means that I am becoming a little bit of a habitual dater. Every now and then, someone stops me in my tracks. I like to call them, Showstoppers.
Today was an eventful day with a hopeful. We connected on an intellectual personality level. In the ever dizzying haze of dating, I find that it is very important to remember how you met the person. Let me be a little more specific, it is helpful to remember if you met the person in real life or online. I do a lot of online dating. Until today, I regarded online dating as the inferior of the two ways to meet people. I no longer feel that way. Again, this is a little teaser for a future blog post (aka therapy session). I met a wonderful intellectual in person and went on another date with him today. When you date online, your date knows your stats...they know your likes, dislikes, and most importantly...parental status. So I forgot to tell Joe that I had kids. I mean, I am 43...is that really a weird thing? So I tell him after downing a quick pint of beer. Subconsciously, I knew it was on the agenda. After a pint, I blurted it out at the first lull in conversation. He seemed to take it well. All went well after that. We meshed well with other people, couples at the bar. Then something clicked in my head...I went from frivolously enjoying myself to thinking about viability for future dates. I HATE THAT! I would rather just be in the moment and just enjoy everyone's company. I also noticed that he started to get drunker and drunker. This was very unfortunate as I was contemplating should I continue to date him. Truth be known, I was inebriated, but in the world of dating there are varying types of sushi. Sushi you got to have and sushi you can have for the sake of having. There is so much sushi out there. Tomorrow, I have a date with wonderful, expensive, captivating sushi...looking forward to that. Not looking forward to dumping Joe. On to the next date...
-Tad Indelicate in SoFLo
I love sushi. I love the process of watching someone make sushi. It is quite the art form. Date is the same. I like the process of dating and for someone that is very inexperienced, I feel that I am navigating it well. Unfortunately, navigating dating well in South FL means that I am becoming a little bit of a habitual dater. Every now and then, someone stops me in my tracks. I like to call them, Showstoppers.
Today was an eventful day with a hopeful. We connected on an intellectual personality level. In the ever dizzying haze of dating, I find that it is very important to remember how you met the person. Let me be a little more specific, it is helpful to remember if you met the person in real life or online. I do a lot of online dating. Until today, I regarded online dating as the inferior of the two ways to meet people. I no longer feel that way. Again, this is a little teaser for a future blog post (aka therapy session). I met a wonderful intellectual in person and went on another date with him today. When you date online, your date knows your stats...they know your likes, dislikes, and most importantly...parental status. So I forgot to tell Joe that I had kids. I mean, I am 43...is that really a weird thing? So I tell him after downing a quick pint of beer. Subconsciously, I knew it was on the agenda. After a pint, I blurted it out at the first lull in conversation. He seemed to take it well. All went well after that. We meshed well with other people, couples at the bar. Then something clicked in my head...I went from frivolously enjoying myself to thinking about viability for future dates. I HATE THAT! I would rather just be in the moment and just enjoy everyone's company. I also noticed that he started to get drunker and drunker. This was very unfortunate as I was contemplating should I continue to date him. Truth be known, I was inebriated, but in the world of dating there are varying types of sushi. Sushi you got to have and sushi you can have for the sake of having. There is so much sushi out there. Tomorrow, I have a date with wonderful, expensive, captivating sushi...looking forward to that. Not looking forward to dumping Joe. On to the next date...
-Tad Indelicate in SoFLo
