The older man

I met an older man. Online, naturally. I was not terribly excited to meet him. He is 10 years older then me after all. 10 years. Typed it again in case you thought it was a typo... on Thursday night when he texted me while I lounged on the couch enjoying the Olympics in my PJ's. He asked me if I wanted to meet at some bar I have never even heard of. It has the same name as my oldest nephew. He is an awesome kid; Certainly that must be a good sign. That was the persuading factor to get my butt off the couch and put on some make up and clothes as well. As much as I would have loved to go in my PJ's.

I of course arrived late. But that is the story of my life. I really don't intend to be rude. I just really have no concept of time.... Anyway, I walked in to the bar and looked around for someone I don't even know. Which I really hate. What if I approach the wrong person. I mean really. It is nerve racking. But luckily he spotted me pretty quickly. And he was cute! Broad shouldered and everything. There was chemistry right away. Which totally threw me for a loop. I was seriously not expecting to like this guy. At all. And I liked him. A lot. We talked. We laughed. We flirted. He was obviously smitten & gave me loads of compliments. Which is the way to any Leos heart.

It was Karaoke night at this particular bar. Which is always good fun. He was a very good sport about me signing him up for song after song. Which was just awesome in my book. We even sang a couple duets. Awful duets because 1) I can't sing. 2) He didn't know the songs I picked so he was totally off. But it was fun! A lot of fun!

After all those shenanigans. Don't you just love that word? I mean really! Anyway... He walked me out to my car after we closed the bar down, naturally. He was nervous. It was cute. So he was trying to get up the nerve to kiss me and I just went for it. Because really who can wait on nervous men to make a move? They were lovely sweet kisses that made my stomach do a flip. And don't you just love that?