The Date Report

As I mentioned in the previous post, I've been hanging out with this guy MB a lot lately. We've known each other for more than 2 years and became really close friends. Needless to say, I usually can't make the transition from being friends to dating but when MB asked if I wanted to go to dinner at a very nice restaurant (which I mentioned to him was my favorite place to eat in town), we both knew it was a date...

I was a little nervous about it but once we got there it was just another comfortable evening. I was starving by the time we headed for the restaurant. We ordered a bottle of wine and believe I managed to drink most of it (half of that happened before my steak arrived)... After dinner, we went to the bar in the lower level for a little bit. I had a Mojito... That was the beginning of the end as it turned out...

We went back to my place and I invited MB to come up and hang out for a little while longer since it was still early. Well... I had more wine... Then somehow we got to making out and it was amazing... until, all of a sudden, I felt the urge to throw up, so without saying a word (because I couldn't) I ran over to the bathroom... After that, the only thing I could really do was pass out, so MB put me to bed and left.

Yes, as you can see, I am an awesome date! Now, I really do know that you are not supposed to get wasted on a first date and probably shouldn't do that when you have to be at work at 8am the next morning... Oh well, things happen. MB is still as into me as he was before so stay tuned for more juicy stories.

Oh and by the way, I had to take the first half of the day after off due to a "migraine" :-))

I know, I know I've been boring!!!

I've had a lot on my mind lately. Here's a "reader's digest" version of what's been going on in my life:

• Contemplating a trip half-way around the world to see my family and childhood friends for the first time in 8 years.
• Trying to come up with enough money to finance the said trip...
• Trying to lose 20 lbs in the next 6 weeks
• Finding out that my beloved Grandpa passed away and not being able to make it to his funeral...
• Going to Northern Wisconsin on a business trip and almost dying of hypothermia (ok, that's a slight exaggeration but I swear I had a couple of close calls). Thank God I made a couple of friends up there and they helped me survive the weather by pouring alcoholic beverages down my throat as soon as we were done working for the day.
• Working a lot in general
• Getting really close with one of the guys I work with. We'll call him MB. We've been hanging out and talking a lot for the last month and a half. No funny business, just friends but he asked me to go to dinner at a very expensive restaurant with him tonight... I think it's a date... I am confused...
• Waiting for the new season of LOST to start this Thursday! Is anyone else as psyched about it as I am?

Toodles!

Apparently Every Building in America has an address... Who would have thunk?!

Imagine me getting into a cab at O'Hare International Airport in Chicago trying to go to St. Charles, IL to a resort for a regional meeting last Tuesday morning. Now, just to help your imagination, I was completely exhausted after not sleeping the whole night before due to 12 hours of tornadoes (WTF? It's January! We are supposed to have snow storms, not tornadoes!!!), so, naturally, I am not in the best of moods even though, I have to say, I am still looking fabulous. Here's how my conversation with the cab driver went:

ME: Hi. Do you take credit cards?

Cabby (in a very uncertain voice): Aha... Where to?

ME: Such and Such Resort in St. Charles, IL

Cabby: In what city?

ME: St. Charles...

Cabby: Huh?

ME: You know, the western suburb of Chicago...

Cabby: Aaahmmm address (pushing some buttons on his GPS)

ME: I do not have the exact address but I have very simple directions on how to get there. (I wasn't very prepared because I was supposed to have a ride from the airport but it fell though - long story)

Cabby: (Grabs the paper with directions from my hands and proceeds to put in my home address, which was on an itinerary, stapled to the directions, into his GPS

ME: No, that's not the right address...

Cabby: (10 mins later after several unsuccessful attempts) You gave me the wrong address!

ME: No... I tried to tell you... Keep going straight, I'll tell you exactly where to turn...

After 10 mins of silence, my Cabby comes up with a sacramental phrase...

Cabby: YOU KNOW...EVERY BUILDING IN AMERICA HAS AN ADDRESS!

ME: ??????????

The rest of the ride, he told me he didn't think we were going the right way every 5 mins. Upon arrival at the resort, he searched his car for about 10 mins for a credit card slip (you know, the kind the stores used before they came out with the electronic cc machines; except that he didn't have a machine for it). It took him about 20 mins to write down my cred. card info on the slip and call it in to some mysterious person who approved it...

Needless to say, I took a stretch limo back to the airport the next day for half the price and the driver actually knew where he was going...

At least it was educational...