“We must pursue what’s in front of us, not what we can’t have or what we have lost. We must grasp what we can reach and hold on, fast.” ―
We met 13 days ago. We are both amazed how it feels more like 13 months or years. I have been hesitating about him. It feels so strong and yet it feels so fragile… if that makes any sense.
Something about safeguarding it and not letting the sunlight, the outside in, and spoil all the possibilities. For the bakers out there, do you know when you have a beautiful risen cake in the oven and you open the oven door too early and the cold air makes the beautiful cake collapses? That is what I am trying to prevent from happening it here.
I guess I don’t want to jinx it. But why am I being all superstitious about it? It is what it is. Will be what will be.
Here we go:
Mr. Sweet will be 57 years old next month (making him only 5 months older than I am). He looks very young for his age. I think I look young too, so that is a match. He is shorter than I would like, but I realize that I can’t have it all 😉
At the moment he is doing something with insurance, I am not sure all the details. He mentioned that he is financially secure – that is important to me – I don’t want to support a man. The divorce is not final, but it is in the works. Will save more details for later.
First Date: September 21 at Modern Restaurant. As I walked in, he left the bar and came to meet me at door. This little detail meant the world to me. So many times I have to walk to the bar and wonder who is my date. I have walked up to the wrong person in the past.
He had a huge smile on his face. We were seated immediately. We shared a Caesar salad and a pizza. I had a glass of prosecco. He had beer. We only stopped talking and left the restaurant because we were the only table left and we felt we had to leave.
He walked me to my building. I hugged him good bye. There was no kiss, but I wouldn’t have minded if had kissed me.
“In the arts, as in life, everything is possible provided it is based on love.” ―
Date Two: September 23 at Town House Restaurant. It is a new restaurant in New Rochelle that I was looking forward to trying. This time he took the train from NYC. I met him at the station and we walked to the restaurant.
We shared the duck and the burger and a green bean appetizer. For dessert we shared the flan and a chocolate cremeaux. I had a cosmo, as they didn’t have passion fruit, and all other cocktails on the menu were weird… there was even a mushroom cocktail. He had a guava infused mezcal drink.
Everything was delicious about this evening. He walked me to my door and we kissed good bye. The kiss had my favorite flavor: promise and possibilities.
“It’s the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.” ―
Date three: September 28. Wooden Spoon Restaurant. I wish I could erase that hour on that restaurant from my mind. As I was biting into the burger, I found the cheese oddly stringy. Then on the second bite I realized: it was a hair. I am still grossed out about that. Needless to say I lost my appetite. He offered to take me some other place, but I couldn’t bear the thought of eating anything else at that point.
We walked around the neighborhood, and then I invited him to my apartment. I was getting hungry, but didn’t want to go anywhere. My sister had given me magic bars that afternoon so I was looking forward to that.
We had magic bars, listened to music and talked, talked, talked. Believe it or not, this guy talks more than I do. There is never any awkward silent with us.
First time in a long time that I have a guy over at my apartment. I had no qualms about inviting him in. I felt like I am inviting an old friend.
The highlight of the evening: He brought me chocolates from Jacques Torres. He made a point of bringing me some with coconut and some with coffee as those are my favorites.
and the sweetest kisses with the softest lips…
“Choose Love, Love! Without the sweet life of
Love, living is a burden—as you have seen.”
Date Four: September 30 at Alvin and Friends. It is a always reliable restaurant. We shared the empanadas as appetizer and for the entrée we had the ribs, fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, collard greens, cole slaw. For dessert we shared the coconut cheesecake. I had a prosecco cocktail and he had a minty mule.
We left the restaurant and stopped by my sister’s apartment to give her some left overs. He met my sister briefly. She called me after to ask his age. He does look young.
Again he came into my apartment, stayed awhile, then called an Uber and went home. I love that there is no pressure for anything.
He brought me 2 kinds of bread, and a chocolate caramel tart. He knows I love breads and chocolate. Perhaps I should have told him I love jewelry. lol
“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.” ―
Date Five: I guess after 5 I will stop counting them. Monday, October 3rd, tonight. I said I was going to cook, but I immediately regretted it as it is a busy day at work, and I would feel stressed about it. I told him, and he said it was okay. So instead of a dinner date, it will be an after dinner date.
Gosh, now I am panicking because I should have drinks and dessert in the house. Oh well.
We both have a lot going on this month and we won’t be able to see each other for awhile. That is why we are sneaking this date tonight.
Please don’t worry, I am not blinded by all the sweetness and thoughtfulness, but I am totally bathing myself in it.
I can’t wait to see what happens next… as if this is a movie that I am watching, and I am not the main character. The possibilities are infinite, and I am so ready for all of them.
got run, work to finish, run home, shower and beautify myself 🙂
“I can’t think of anything I’d rather have more than somebody lovin’ me.” ―