10 days ago I went on a fabulous blind date. I had a great time, and I think he did too. My friend Jen set us up, and is encouraging me to call him and ask him to "hang out". I think I might throw up. At almost 36 you'd think this would be old hat for me. But it's not! I'm an old fashioned gal! I want to be called! I want my door opened for me! I want him to feed me chocolate on a silver platter while massaging my feet. Ok, well not WHILE massaging my feet because that would mean I'd be eating foot flavored chocolate...and I'm not THAT desperate. But you get the picture.
So anyway, I am going to call him after work unless a natural disaster occurs, or they need me to volunteer for the Red Cross or the soup kitchen down town. I'd better take my cell phone with me just in case!