Brit recently asked about my first date with B. It's not terribly thrilling story, and it might embarrass B just a bit, but it's a memory I hold dear; I knew that night he would fall madly in love with me. He'll deny it, but he knows that I know that he knew he wanted me pretty bad. *****
Preface: I was living in SLC, and B was living in Cache Valley (with his parents!) and attending USU. We met fleetingly on New Year's Eve via a mutual friend. Word on the street is B wouldn't rest until he got my number. Yeah, I did look pretty hot that night...Anyway, 3 weeks later, B tracked me down. Charming though he was on the phone, I couldn't remember which of the boys I'd met that night he was! I accepted the date anyway. He was willing to drive from Logan to SLC, how could I refuse? *****
He was on time, good looking (whew!), and actually had a plan. Impressive. Too bad his great plan fizzled out and the date was pretty lame. His chosen dinner spot had a 2 hour wait. Strike 1. Since he didn't know what else was nearby, I made a quick, yet lame, suggestion for him. During dinner I boldly asked what happened to his pinky finger (he only has half), which was terrible of me. After dinner he wanted to take me to a show at the old Hansen Planetarium, but it had been replaced by "Laser Oldies." Lame. Strike 2 for B. He was noticeably embarrassed. We kicked around the planetarium for a while at my suggestion and again I did something ridiculous: I climbed on the giant scale to weigh myself. B has never forgotten that. Grasping at straws for something to do, we wound up kicking around Super Target. Lame, yes, but I knew he was disappointed, even though we were getting along great, and he didn't know the area to suggest alternatives. He was so nice--I didn't want him to feel bad so I just suggested whatever was nearby. Totally lame. While heading back to my place, I remember thinking to myself: this poor guy wants to marry me and doesn't even know it yet. When he walked me to the door he asked for a second chance to embarrass/redeem himself. The rest is history: 2nd date was a great dinner followed by a Jazz game. The pivotal 3rd date involved a rented movie, and a little, uh, well, more. By April I had weeded the gomers from my life and had eyes only for B. This story is much funnier if you've experienced it personally, or if you personally know B. He still says he can't believe I accepted a second date...I can't either!
side note: my very first date ever was with this friend and also included a laser show, only in downtown Seattle, not SLC.
2 comments:
oh i love it! way to think on the fly. sometimes it's the simple things/acts that attract us...most of us women don't really need a lot of frills and thrills to win us over (unless your name rhymes with Heiress). thanks for sharing.
From what I hear, THIS friend loved to take girls on their first dates. Kind of like an LDS proverbial notch on the bedpost but certainly much more wholesome. Seems to me, that not only did we kick it down at the laser show but also all around the Pacific Science Center. Glad you landed the guy willing to make a comeback and thanks for blog promo ;)
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