Whoa Cowboy, now that's what you call speed dating!

OOOOPS! I am so sorry to my (2 maybe 3) readers. I thought I posted this previously but it was still under drafts when I came to work on my new post. I also apologize that it may be a bit ranty. I just realized this re-reading now, but it's done so I'm not re-doing it. :p


Alright, so I wasn't going to post this one for a couple reasons.

A) It may open myself up to judgement.
B) Quickstep and I decided we would be friends.
C) We are connected VIA facebook in which the link to this blog is on there.

That being said he did read this blog and actually asked why he wasn't in here. He said that he couldn't laugh at himself then who could he laugh at?

Besides, what use is a dating blog if I don't record the dating?

Before any judgement is placed on me for my actions of going along on this ride...I obviously didn't included everything spoken between us here...and I did consume a lot of drinks and cold medication those 2 weeks (not at the same time).

Also, this quote below inspires me to just let go and see what happens; even if the outcome is messy or doesn't turn out the way one would hope:

"It's impossible", said pride. "It's risky", said experience. "It's pointless", said reason. "Give it a try", whispered the heart.

QUICK STEP

So I met Quick on the last night of a camping trip near the end of summer. We hit it off but weren't able to exchange information properly (being intoxicated and all). With the magic of Facebook (on Monday) I saw him via my friends profile and poked him the next day. Within 5 mins he poked back, requested friendship, sent a message apologizing for not being able to stop by before they left the camp site. Within 10 mins he sent me his phone # and BB PIN. Within the hour he called me and when we got off the phone he said "Give me a call tomorrow". Tomorrow? Really? I was taken aback as I am used to the whole 'have a good night, we'll touch base soon" kind of conversation ender where both parties are left for the 2 days wondering who's going to give in and call. The next day I BBM'd him to let him know I had set a date for my birthday (as he wanted to attend) in which he called me back. We actually talked every night that week. There's not much that intimidates him and he was pretty much an open book. I found out he loves the outdoors, romantic comedies, dancing, fancy dates and Nickelback (hey, 4 out of 5 ain't bad).

On Friday it was girls night but some of the girls couldn't make it. He ended up stopping by where my girlfriends and I were at for a kiss (this is where you gush) that ended up a drink. He wanted me to go with him in which I said he had to persuade the girls. He ended up high-jacking our girls night bringing us to meet the boys at a pub. Being the gentleman he is he even got a cab for a girlfriend and I because of our heels. Near the end of a long night of drinking and a change of venue for dancing (that ripped the crap out of my heels. I will be scarred for life and always have a reminder why I should of thrown out those pretty silver heels earlier) we discussed our situation and came to the conclusion we were dating. To say we were very 'taken' with each other was an understatement.

Earlier in the week I was invited out to Whistler with him and his friends on Sunday and wasn't expecting to see him until then. Saturday morning I woke to a few hazy BBM's and was slightly surprised in the afternoon when I received a phone call inviting me out to a birthday party he was at. I hesitated for a bit but figured 'why not, it's the long weekend go have fun'...besides it was for a friends Grandpa who turned 80, it wouldn't be 3 nights of crazy in a row. When I arrived there I was greeted with 'Oooh so you're the one we kept hearing about', which made him blush a little. The next day we woke up and headed out to Whistler with some of his friends who were all extremely welcoming. After our Whistler adventure and a long drive home the long weekend of fun was over. Quickstep called me Monday and Tuesday and was excited for my birthday party the next weekend. On Wednesday (my birthday) he was the first one to wish me a Happy Birthday. Unfortunately for me I got the gift of strep throat when I woke up and couldn't even speak. Sad that he couldn't talk to me he BBM'd the whole day instead helping me endure my impatience at the clinic and on through Thursday between my naps. On the Friday when the medication kicked in enough to get part of my voice back he gave me a call and ended up 'ditching' his friend at the bar to come and snuggle with me since I wasn't infectious anymore. I bet he would of made me chicken noodle soup if I had it too. Since I still wasn't 100% on Saturday I had to cancel my birthday party but still did a bit of a dinner with some friends. Quickstep didn't even seem a bit nervous, met them all at once and fit right in. After dinner and a stop at the Gelato shop he dutifully came back home with me (even though I was pretty sure he wanted to go have a drink with a mutual friend that came out) Somewhere in conversation the topic of going out came up as we had previously discussed what the difference between dating/seeing/going out with some one is. It was then that he asked me if I wanted him to be my boyfriend. I believe I skirted that statement and tried to turn the discussion another way bu he bought it right back with'you didn't answer my question, do you want to be my girlfriend?'. So, even though I am a young lady in my 30's with so many lessons of life learnt; I threw all caution to the wind and like a giddy teenager said "yeah, I do!'.

The next morning he had to go to softball in the rain. Before he left I told him I couldn't meet up with him the weekend coming up because my mom was coming in town. You know, probably want to wait a while for that....in which he surprised me by saying 'What if I want to meet her?'. He also told me that I should change my status on FB. In the afternoon I got a BBM stating how he was enjoying all the comments people were making on out new 'status'. In the evening he went to a friends place to catch up. I had sent him a BBM and he didn't reply back for an hour or so and then when he did he apologized and said he was still out. I had sent some reply back and got no answer. **Side note: In BBM you can totally see that the person has read your message. You can't hide or pretend you didn't get it.

Monday I didn't hear from him all day which was weird. There was always a call or a BBM or a FB something. When I was got home from work I got a call from him and he seemed different. Cold and business like. He said we shouldn't see each other anymore. (Insert big jaw drop here) since I had to go to a work dinner he agreed to meet up with me after so we could talk. When we got together he told me that when he thought about it he was excited for all the things we were going to do but wasn't excited to see me. I didn't give him butterflies. Why would you ask someone out if you weren't sure? His answer was that if he had a written list of everything he wanted in a girl he could check off every item with me. If there was someone in front of you that had every quality you were looking for wouldn't you snatch them right up? I told him that maybe we were going to fast and maybe we should just pull the brakes on the crazy train and slow things down. We definitely had some kind of connection and felt fully at ease with each other. I told him that even I wasn't quite sure but I still had a curiosity about what we could become.

I mean isn't that what it's all about? Finding someone you are curious about and want to learn more about? Butterflies can fade away, it's the connection you build with another person that will grow into something even bigger/End rant

His side? He thinks it was the kissing. The fact that we both liked kissing, and we were compatible kissers. Oh, and he had done this in the past with the whole 'will you go out with me and then break up with the girl the next day' before but obviously hadn't learnt his lesson.

So in true Lil' Miss fashion I told him he was making a big mistake and he would regret it. (Like soooo many men before him....j/k)(well maybe I'm not kidding, I do have a stalker ex, you can't get those without being fabulous)