Best First Date Ever?

I messaged a guy on Bumble on Labor Day evening and he responded Tuesday morning and we messaged back and forth all day and decided to meet up at Mintwood Place on Wednesday night. (His suggestion-excellent taste!) We had a great time of cocktails and shishito peppers and then had dinner at Tail Up Goat a few blocks away. Really good conversation, very natural, very fun. Just wonderful. After that we went to his place so I could meet his dog and he had to let the dog out anyway so it made sense. In true Anna fashion, I wasn’t thinking hookup or anything like that-I really did just want to meet the dog. 🙂 Well he lived in the neighborhood, and we walk up to this row house on Mintwood, and I’m expecting to go in and go up an elevator or staircase to a condo. But no, we walk in the front door and we are in a house. Um. This man will never see my apartment. How does a person own a house like that. Seriously.

Anyhoo, his dog is awesome. She’s a German Shepherd named Elsa and she’s my new bestie. He named the dog before the Frozen movie, although it is notable that the main characters in Frozen are Anna and Elsa, just like me and his dog. Ermmmm. So, we spent a while just hanging out talking, playing with the dog, we had a drink out on his deck, talked some more, kissed a little but but just a bit, and lo and behold it was 2:30 am on a Wednesday night! WTF! Where does time go? He asked me out for Friday while we were still on the date, and insisted on driving me home even though I was like, dude that’s what uber is for. There’s no way I was spending the night bc I had a meeting with my CEO the next morning. Oops. So he’s driving me back to my place and it’s 2:30 am and we had talked about opera earlier in the evening (I’m really into it. He, like most people, isn’t) and he has one of these things that connects the music on the phone to the car speakers (I don’t know what that is because… technology?) and he’s like “put some opera on, let’s see what you’ve got” so I put on the Te Deum from Tosca and we blasted it and zoomed down the highway in the middle of the night and it just kicked so much ass. The big final booming notes played right as he pulled up to my place.

The cool thing is that unlike many other “successful” first dates that I have that are successful really only because I drank too much so that the date became funny and interesting… this one was different because I only had 3 drinks the entire night. So I wasn’t looking at him through boozy eyes. Although sometimes when I think about him I feel boozy because I’m super into him. When we were kissing on Wednesday night, it was like “whooooaaaaa” what was that? (in a good way, not in a “what the hell was THAT” kind of way)

I checked the Bingo box for “texted within 3 hours of date,” because he asked for my number towards the end of the date and I forgot to give it to him, so right after he dropped me off I bumble-messaged him my number and he texted me after that.

This is a very long post. Fin.

 

 

 

 

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