…went on a date Sunday, and what a date it was…
I arrived in virginia around 3:40pm, a bit ahead of time. I told Leigh 4pm, which I realize will mean 5pm since Leigh Standard Time is +1/+2/+3+. I send her a message saying I’m here which stresses her out since I’m early and she’s not ready yet. I tell her to just meet me and not to worry about putting on her war paint. She says we need a plan. I state just meet me at the Cheesecake factory and we’ll make one,
Leigh: “why didn’t you pick me up?”
Me: “Because I thought we were meeting at Cheesecake factory.”
Leigh: “but you should pick me up”
Me: “ok on my way,”
Leigh: “well…what do you want to do?”
Me: “meet at cheesecake factory”
Leigh: “but we need a plan?”
This continues for a bit. In retrospect, she’s correct and I should have picked her up. But I don’t want to wait 2 hours at cheesecake factory for a table if we don’t have to. Leigh gets here around 5pm. Perfect. I see her in the lobby and walk out to her. We walk back to the table and sit across from eachother.
Leigh looks pretty as usual, her blue eyes match her azure turtle-neck sweater. This is unusual though. I’ve never seen her wear something this reserved and elegant. Interesting.
I had figured ahead of time, that Leigh would think I was upset with her for thinking she was late. But I’m not. If I still get upset with her about being a little late, then that’s my problem. I can tell she’s expecting me to be upset and she looks surprised when I smile at her and hand her 24 roses,
Me: “Hey you look beautiful, I got these for you. *hand her the roses*”
The date is uphill from this point onwards. Our waiter, Bryam, is nice and helps describe what branzino fish is (it’s like tilapia). Leigh gets shrimp scampi, and I get “Evelyn’s pasta.” Leigh is a little anxious and so am I. We chit chat. The cheesecake factory has an artsy interior with faux balconies that give the impression of a much larger dining area. The food arrives: Leigh’s dish has about 5 shrimp surrounding a smallish pile of noodles; my pasta dish is gargantuan compared to hers. We devour the food. Pretty good cheesecake factory but not great. As Leigh notes, not a 10/10. Maybe like a 7 or 8.
We decide to go back to her parent’s place for a bonfire. As we head back to the parking garage, we sit down on a bench next to a painting inside the warm parking garage/office area. Leigh is so cute and I just want to kiss her. But we need to get going, and I need to get some wine for Leigh’s mother before we go there. Leigh meets me at my car to pick up the cheesecakes I bought, then I’ll head out. We have an important discussion…
We meet up at Leigh’s house. Her father is organizing his football cards. Leigh’s mother tells me about the family vacations which include a car breaking down (same with mine). It’s getting late and it’s too cold for a bonfire, so Leigh and I decide to go bowling. Bowling ugh.
Yea, I thought it would be lame. But I had fun! Leigh of course is super competitive and beats me the first round. Why is she so competitive? lol. The couple next to us, is really nice and we have a little rivalry going: the men vs the women. Leigh wins the first game. And is well into winning the second game, but I can tell she stops trying: she wants me to win. Aww.
By now its super late around 10:30pm and I’m not driving all the way back to DC. I get a room with a balcolny overlooking the oceanfront: tres romantic.
Maybe life is a like bowling. You sometimes go into old situations with preconceived notions but end up having a blast. And more importantly, I just need to get the ball rolling and hope for the best. At the end of the day, you really can’t go wrong when you’re having fun with someone you love.