August is almost over and with it, another chapter on summer love has come to a close. Summers in Arizona mean short shorts, scant tank tops (both guys and gals), flip flops and running from one patch of shade to the next for fear you'd burst into flames if your skin was touched by the afternoon sun. Its only 113 today...no big deal right? Summers also mean that its easy to get light headed if you don't drink enough water, I think I may have gotten a little light headed....
6'4", dark brown hair and handsome *Chris rolled into my universe looking like Ben Affleck with the sweetness of candy all in one. New to the valley, divorced (I checked, it was officially decreed), no kids, employed, no record, has a roommate, non-smoker but social drinker and he fosters with a boxer rescue (hello? so sweet!) Our first date was at the dog park and it couldn't have gone more ridiculous. First, I ended up parking on the absolutely opposite side of the park than where I was supposed to. I was walking around in the dark, alone but on the phone with him until he came and met me halfway. His foster dog was at first uninterested in me because I didn't have a ball, Frisbee or treat. We finally make it into the dog run area and there were so many people and their dogs running around willy nilly! I loved it! Lots of sniffing, chasing around, wrasslin' and such...not much different than your average night at the bar for people right? We find ourselves having a good time, talking, getting to know each other, things are going well until...We were talking to the owner of a beautiful mastiff and if you know, these are big, slow moving dogs but gorgeous! A black dog comes up to join the conversation and sniff the mastiff. Dissatisfied with the mastiff, he comes over to me and I start to give loves. I was well trained by Annie, a friend's dog very well in giving scritches. She'd have me giving her loves and I wouldn't know I was doing it conscientiously until 5-10 mins later lol. The mastiff, he is slow but interested in knowing the black dog more and moves towards us. Black dog, feeling threatened, decides to make sure that all other dogs know that I belong to him now. A warm, wet sensation starts from my knee down into my sneakers. Yup, he peed on me! This can go one of two ways, freak out or get cleaned up...I chose to excuse myself quickly and go rinse my jeans off by the doggie fountain. Chris had no idea what happened but the mastiff's owner saw it all and played it cool. Awesome first impression! lol
Oddly enough he couldn't wait to see me again so the next night Chris and I went for happy hour and a walk around the canal. He's a great kisser! Said that he really liked me and it wasn't scary at all to hear that. He didn't try to make any other moves than kiss me and hold my hand on that night, it was so perfect! I told him about the other guys that had stood me up and he was mortified! I asked him to make me a promise, if he was ever done with me that he'd just be straight and tell me. He shook on it and agreed but said "I'll never be done with you!" *Swoon!* Third date was at his place, he cooked for me and it was delicious! By this time his foster dog is LOVING me, recognized my jeep and wanted to with me on a ride lol. I'm thinking to myself by date 4 that I was glad my gut instinct was right to hide my profile so I wouldn't be on the market anymore. By date 5 he was at my place and hold onto your seats campers...I actually cooked for him this time! Yup, my kitchen has now seen 3 meals in it total for the whole year, that's how much I liked this kid back! We were just so comfortable together, laughed and had great conversation, said he couldn't get enough of my kisses. I even told my parents about him which to tell you the truth, I stopped doing because guys were dropping like flies around me as they revealed their doucheness (hence the blog). At the end of date 7 we made plans to go out for date #8 that following Saturday night and it was a long 4 days to wait for both of us. We talked on the phone, texted all day long and I was so smitten with him that I thought I'd burst, Saturday wasn't coming fast enough. Friday night I knew he was with a buddy watching the game so I sent him a text that he should come over afterwards if he was up for it (it wasn't a bootie call, it was to watch a movie literally). No answer. Saturday comes, "Good morning, so you got plans for tonight? :) " knowing full well they were with me, no response. That's odd because he and his phone are literally never apart. I was going to suggest we stop by a housewarming party a friend was having before we headed out. Instead, I went alone to the party and even got hit on by one of the guests but I indicated that I was sorry, I was not available.
Sunday afternoon it has hit me, Chris isn't going to text me back, he isn't going to call me again and honestly I have no idea what the heck happened in the span of 4 days where all of a sudden, I'm no longer a thought for him. I go to his facebook page (he friend requested me and I ok'd it, again, I was so comfortable that I felt it was ok to share that part of my life with him). I see a post on his wall, Alisha ***** checked herself in at Casey Moore's bar on Saturday night and tagged Chris with her. Funny, that was the place that I had suggested Chris and I go to once the weather cooled down. I see that Sunday morning, she checked in at another location and tagged him with her. Slap. In. The. Face. I called him right after that and of course, he didn't pick up. I left him a sweet voicemail "Hey, haven't heard from you in awhile, thought we were going to hang out again this weekend but I guess you're busy? Hmm...ok, hint taken. I wish you the best of luck". I wasn't mean, or vindictive just matter of fact like I was leaving a message for my brother.
Monday night he decides to call me back, said he was sorry, he was just so busy with work all weekend he didn't have a chance to call me back until then. I told him I wasn't understanding why he was calling, did he need anything cause I knew he was with Alisha all weekend and how I'd found out. The jig was up and he knew using work as an excuse wasn't going to hold water. He felt bad, said he was sorry. Said he didn't intend it to happen but he met her after me and they had just clicked. Said he had a great time being with me, I was a really great girl, awesome girl, laid back and so fantastic. My reply "I guess I'm just not fantastic enough if you're choosing her instead". I told him he wasn't off the hook, I wasn't going to say it was ok and that I was so trusting in him, it was too bad I gave him all of my attention and in return only part of his. I made him promise to tell me that if this girl was so great that he better treat her right, he better not do to her what he did to me because that would be horrible to make her feel like I did all weekend. He broke his promise to tell me when he was done with me...maybe he can do better and keep his promise to be kinder to Alisha. Alisha..wherever you are out there, I hope he keeps his promise and I hope you really are as fantastic as he hopes you are too.
Moral of the story: at least I know I can still fall for a guy and be trusting enough to open my kitchen up and when he tosses me aside...I know I've still got my profile that I can unhide and get back in the ring. :) I guess that light headed feeling I had earlier...was probably not that dating high from finding a great guy...but dehydration?
*Name changed to protect the innocent even though the kindness isn't returned.
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