LB23

After Andy, I took another hiatus from dating for a while. I spent time with my family, friends and just getting to know myself better. I think that it is important to do this when you are single. The saying "You will never be happy with anyone until you are happy with yourself" is absolutely true. I was not one of those girls who had to have a man in my life to make me happy. I honestly just wanted to relax and enjoy myself.

I was back in with the single crowd again, going out on the weekends (and weeknights) and just having the time of my life. Enter LB.

I was hanging out with a dear friend of mine one weekend at a local bar. We had just walked in 15 minutes before and were drinking our first drinks standing against the wall by the bar. I had my back to the door and never saw him walk in. The next thing I know, my friend turns to the door, says "Oh well hello" and is striking up a conversation with a super cute guy and the three of us are now in a circle talking.

Now…here is the tricky part about two single girls going out and only one guy. I assumed that since she was the one who began talking to him first that she was interested so I was being very nonchalant about the situation. I was going to let her take control and "have him". Little did I know she had picked him out for me and within 10 minutes he was only talking to me and she was off somewhere else in the bar!

He kept telling me how beautiful I was, how he was so glad he had come out and met me tonight and how he couldn't wait to take me out on a date. All of the great lines that guys feed to girls in bars. As we kept talking we started asking all of the obligatory get-to-know-you questions. He had a job that he had just started. He had just moved to my city in the last 6 months so he was just trying to meet people. He had never been married before. Then I asked him how old he was…I almost choked on my vodka tonic!! 23!!! He was 23 years old!! He was a BABY!! I wanted to run in the other direction! I was honest with him about the fact that I was 29 years old (at the time) and he didn't care. I was obviously MUCH more hung up on the situation than he was.

I had NEVER dated anyone even a day younger than me…6 years younger was like statutory rape in my book!! I did not know if I could even consider giving him my number. I absolutely had to feel it out a little more. We spent the rest of the evening talking and getting to know each other a little more. He seemed very mature for what I expected out of a 23 year old…and he kissed me…which was more that I could say for my last experience with Andy.

I decided what the hell…I would give him my number and see where it went. I honestly went into it with no expectations whatsoever. I figured if anything came of it, it would be a pleasant surprise.