So, I hardly ever blog on Myspace (or here for that matter!) but last Thursday I posted a blog entitled “Dear Mr. Easter Bunny”. Here it is:
Please send me a man who feels this way about me….(and if at all possible, let him be over 6ft tall and covered in tattoos!)
<Insert lyrics to "Crush" by Dave Matthews Band>
Some songs are just too amazing for words…sigh!
Ironically enough, I went out Friday to support my friend’s band (www.myspace.com/boyceavenue <—necessary plug, they rock!) and as fate would have it a very good looking man who was 6’3” and had a couple tattoos hit on me. While the only dialogue we had Friday night was him saying “You look hot” and me sending my friend over to give him my number, it turns out he’s a really cool guy. I was afraid he may just be some good-looking weirdo, but we hung out on Saturday and he’s actually hilarious and not dumb as a fence post.
We parted ways Sunday morning (yeah, he stayed over…so shoot me!) with him saying that he would keep in touch “if I wanted” and I kind of just gave him a smile. I find ending “dates” to be incredibly awkward and I realized after the fact that I may have been a bit hard to read. After he left I sent him a little text message letting him know that I did indeed enjoy his company and would love to see him again. (Sadly, he lives in Jax beach, but assures me he is Gainesville every month to see his parents)
My initial reaction is that he will probably never call again and this will be one more failed dating attempt ending with me being hopeful of something “more”, but I realized something….I need to stop over-analyzing every event in my life. It’s as if I come up with an expectation for every encounter and if I don’t get my desired outcome then the whole event wasn’t worthwhile. Well, screw that attitude. Even if I never hear from this guy again, it was one of the coolest things that ever happened to me. I had a HOT personal trainer hit on me! Amazing. He actually called, actually hung out with me AND wasn’t just trying to get in my pants (or so it seems). He lavished me with compliments all night Saturday and it really was the most amazing self-esteem boost ever!
So here’s to the unexpected happening — it would be fabulous to hear from you again, hot personal trainer man, but if I don’t — Thanks for making me feel beautiful again and giving me something to gush about!