Anyway, I've never been very good at keeping secrets. I told myself I wasn't going to blog about this, because really, there isn't much to blog about...yet. BUT....
blogging fool + bad little secret keeper = Friday in the Confessional
I said I was taking a breather from dating. And last week, when I posted it, I meant it. But then I stumbled onto a boy...possibly the only one left in my county that I haven't gone on a date with...and the next thing I knew, I was lacing up my bowling shoes.
And I don't even like bowling.
Anyway, on a scale of 1-10 with one being "the guy who talked about trees for 2 hours" and 10 being "OH MY GOD HE'S THE ONE" I'm giving this first date a 7. Seven seems like a pretty good number to me. It's definitely worthy of a little excitement and a second date, which by the way is already planned, but it doesn't so much make me feel (or sound!) like the crazy girl that I have been on dates past. Yes, seven seems like it falls very safely into the "Letting It Be" theme that I have committed myself to. (That sound you just heard is me patting myself on the back for being all normal and everything.)
Unfortunately for all of you, the new guy is still pseudonym-less. I am kicking around a couple of nicknames in my head, but haven't hit on anything just yet. Maybe a couple more dates will produce a good blogger name...and should the occasion call for it, I will introduce him to you, properly, at that time. Stay tuned.