Wine and the Lacy Dress

Here's the story, of a lovely lady, who actually went out on a good date!  On a rare occasion, fate and karma play nice, the stars align and mother nature decides to give me a break in the love department.  Well, love is a strong word but still, this was a pretty great night!

I went a different route with *Josh, a preliminary invite to have him join me and a small group of friends at happy hour a few weeks ago was extended. He showed along with 2 of his "wing men", and after getting the nod from my friends I was pretty sure that I'd made a good choice with this one. Once I had a free evening, I decided to ask him out although he swears that he was the one that officially approached me. Hmm...OK, I'll go with that lol

Plans with Josh to meet at a local wine bar for dinner and drinks on a Saturday night started out with a bit of turbulence when a late afternoon text asking if I minded we pushed it back to later in the night? Lets just say my stomach dropped because I've seen this "push back the time" scenario before. Heck, I'm an expert at it. Its usually followed by another push back and another before the evening is scrapped and we try for another time of which, you guessed it, nothing comes to fruition. This time, I decided that regardless I was going to get gussied up and whether he showed or not, at least I was going to look drop dead gorgeous doing it!  Black strappy lacy dress, sleek hair, smokey eyes and of course, teal pumps covered in black lace..yeah I know, I'm a hottie.

Believe it or not, Josh did show and we walked into the dimly lit wine bar and saddled up to two spots at the bar. Order a flight each and began making wonderful new friends with 3 of the 5 bartenders. Soon we were all sharing stories of wacky mishaps, oddly enough, I think the bartender had the winning story involving a skateboard area, his dad and the neighbor's cat. We picked the one wine we liked best from our flights and ordered up a full glass. Conversation flowed easily, the music got pretty good once the DJ showed up and before we knew it, a few hours had passed us by.

Josh decided he was hungry so we headed over to a local sushi joint just down the street so off we went. I'm not a big fan of eating after 8pm (otherwise it just sits in my stomach and I feel gross...exception to this rule....2:00am bread eating after a night out dancing, etc), but since he was hungry and I liked his company, why not? I had a Philadelphia roll and he put away 2 rolls on his own, both spicy, one was topped with jalapenos! Wow Batman! He didn't even break a sweat!

By the time we left they were closing up the place, we decided to call it a night as well. Just a "Scottsdale" block away we were back to "The Mr.", my wrangler. Have I ever mentioned how he makes me smile? Josh said good night and I gave him a kiss on the cheek and a squeezed hug before saying goodnight. He was definitely a gentleman and I wasn't even a mile away before I got a text message from him "Hey you, I had a really good time tonight".  He wasn't sleezy, he didn't try to make out with me on the sidewalk infront of 40 people. He did pull out my chair, he did look me in the eye and did hold the door open for me. Chivalry is not dead!

I was still smiling when I pulled into my driveway and it wasn't because of my jeep. Date 2 is already in the works!

*Changed name to protect the innocent.