you can't get to your car because of a waterfall

So, it's spring in Texas and that means rain...lots and lots of rain. This week we saw some pretty big storms come through for a couple days. It started Wednesday night, I was getting ready to go to House of Blues for Gomez. I turned on the TV when the sky started turning green and saw there was a major storm heading for Dallas. It hadn't started raining yet when I left the house, but it started very soon after. I had to stop at an ATM so I went to the nearest gas station. Between the parking lot and the front door of the store, I got drenched! The wind was blowing so hard, and it was raining buckets by this point.

Nevertheless, I made it downtown and enjoyed an awesome show. By the time I got home that night, my parking garage was pretty full. I couldn't get a spot on my floor, so I went up to visitor parking on the 4th floor of the garage.

I woke up the next morning, after being up most of the night due to the storms that continued to roll in over night. I walked out into the garage and proceeded to the stairwell leading up to visitor parking. I stopped dead when I saw the literal waterfall coming out of the stairwell I needed to walk through to get to my car. I stood there contemplating what to do. I mean, I didn't really care if I got wet, but there was definitely enough water coming down that my laptop would have been soaked as well. Just as I was about to turn around to start walking up through the garage, one of my neighbors walked out and saw me standing there looking at the waterfall.

He asked if I needed a ride to my car...which I gladly accepted. I mean, how nice was this guy? I wouldn't have thought twice about someone standing in the garage, much less thought about where they were trying to go. I haven't met any of my neighbors since I have lived here, because most of the people here aren't very friendly. This gesture of kindness made my day. However, when I saw him out at the pool yesterday, he did not acknowledge me...to be fair I didn't initiate conversation either, but still. I thought I would at least have another new acquaintance here in Dallas, oh well.

So, I guess not being able to get to my car because of a waterfall didn't really suck because I did get to meet a cute neighbor, but where that will lead remains to be seen. I won't get my hopes up.

the girl part of my brain takes over

I spent a great day and some hours at a beach resort with the guy I'm completely crazy about. Why can't I just leave it at that? My mind is racing with questions and I'm driving myself crazy.

I'm trying so hard not to start asking questions, to not start asking for more. I just want to feel all the time the way I feel when I'm with him. I want him to feel what I feel...

Sometimes I really hate being a girl...oh how nice it would be to have a guy's mind who can just push the feelings aside and go on with the life I want, not concerned with other people's feelings.

you have a bad first date

So here comes confession time...since December when things last fell apart with BD I have been on match.com. Whatever...judge all you want. Plenty of people meet this way these days, or so I've heard.

Well, to post all the bad experiences I've had since December would be the longest post ever...so this will come in installments as I have the time to share.

#1 Bad First Date: Don't remember his name (it was in December, that was a long time ago).

So, I was online one night and match.com has an IM feature. This guy sends me an IM asking if I was from Indianapolis, to which I replied "yes, I lived there before I moved to Dallas." Turns out he went to Franklin College near Indianapolis, and actually grew up in a town very near where I grew up in Northern Indiana. It was a fine conversation, as I always enjoy meeting other Hoosiers. Well, this fellow was in town for some college football bowl game, let's assume it was the Cotton Bowl (since I know that is actually here). He was on the coaching staff for Ole Miss.

I found it odd that someone from Mississippi was searching in Dallas on match.com, but I figured he was bored or something. Since we had some things in common, I agreed to take him out in Dallas to grab a drink since he had nights off with nothing much to do. So, it was December 30th the night we went out, we just had a couple drinks and some decent conversation. This is a guy I would NEVER date, he was not my type at all, but I (come to find out later, stupidly) thought that we were just getting together because we were from the same part of the country and he was from out of town. While we were out, he went on and on about all the gifts he'd gotten from the NCAA for being in this bowl game.

I took him back to his hotel and he invited me up to his room to see all the fun stuff he'd gotten during the week. Again, since I didn't think anything of this "date" I agreed. We get up to his room, and he wasn't kidding about the gifts. He got all kinds of stuff, a WII, a Tiffany watch and commemorative plate, a mountain bike, an iPhone...and some other cool stuff I don't really remember.

We are standing in his room looking at all this stuff when out of no where he grabs me and throws me down on his bed, climbs on top of me and shoves his tongue down my throat. I have a flash of some lifetime movie that I would be watching saying the whole time how stupid that girl was for putting herself in such a stupid position. I did my best to push him off of me and let him know as politely as I could that I wasn't looking for that, nor was I that kind of girl. He got off me and let me up, and said something along the lines of "oh, I was just seeing how far I could go".

Ok, time to leave! I immediately got up, collected my purse and headed for the door. Being the gentleman he was, he walked me back down to my car. He also had the nerve to ask me out again...for the next night...that's right, New Year's Eve. I let him know that I already had plans, but would let him know if anything changed.

The next day, he texted me asking if we were going to get together. I told him no, that I was going to a party. He let me know that I could come to his hotel after the party...to which I responded "no thanks". I never heard from him after that, thankfully.

I like to think of myself as a pretty smart girl...but in this situation I couldn't have been more stupid and naive. Lesson learned, guys in from out of town searching for girls on match.com...not just looking for someone to go out with...but rather someone to have "fun" with.

Stay tuned for bad first date #2...