1st Second Date

Wow what an eventful first week in January.  I had two second dates.  Yes, part of me feels guilty for having back-to-back dates with different guys.  Yet another part of me is too busy giving myself a slow approving nod.  So anyways I had second dates with December #2 and #3. 

Friday, I went out with December #3.  To refresh your memory and make sure were on the same page he is the 6’4 sushi date.  To give him somewhat of a real identity and to make it easier to keep everyone straight I will just use his first initial and call him M.   M and I text back and forth all week.  He uses those emoticons a lot but the image is so small it is hard to know exactly what emotion he is trying to convey.  I guess I could change the font size on my phone and set it to a bigger size but I really didn’t care enough about it to bother.  He also sends random pictures/ comic like the ones people post on Facebook.  Some are funny but others….not so much.

 M and I went out to this food truck festival.  It was fun but really cold. I met him near his house and we walked to the festival and talked.  He purposely walked on the outside of the sidewalk and was very protective whenever we crossed the street.  I noticed and made a comment about it.  He then alluded to the fact that he is 6’4 and the driver would notice him.  I learned more about M.  He is a really nice guy.  He is an only child and very close to his family.  He also has a few cousins and god family that he talked a lot about. 

M also likes using the made up word, chilaxing (Word is telling me it is spelled incorrectly and is suggesting the word climaxing).  I think the word chilaxing is stupid.  I have an irrational pet peeve about this specific made up word.  I don’t know why.  I just hate it.   Every time I hear it I cringe a little bit. I love other made up words like guesstimate, puffelope (one of those padded envelopes), and my favorite made up word…..procraterbate.   M used the word chilaxing twice on Friday and once in a text the next day.   The use of this word isn’t a deal breaker but FYI I REALLY don’t like the word.  

After eating M and I hung out for a little bit longer and ended up watching a movie.  When it was over he walked me to my car.  It was kind of late and I yawned.  He got concerned about me driving and asked me to text him when I got home.  I have always liked when a guy requests that.  It is so considerate and caring.  So of course I agreed to it.   We hugged goodbye and this time it included a quick kiss.  He then quizzed me and said, “What are you going to do when you get home?”  I am sure he was trying to be considerate and caring again but that was going a little overboard.  I am an adult.  I don’t need to be quizzed.