Date Week

(date week... get it dates)

You could say I’ve had a good week.

Someone decided it was date week for me. 

I went on that date with sock-man (who still hasn’t contacted me), then I was asked on another date for the weekend by the fatherless-man. Then as I was getting ready for my date with Keano, the guy I had been crushing in my past single’s ward called me up for a date that night.  

I’m only two for two right now. Meaning that I was busy and couldn’t go on two of the dates, but I can only hope that they will ask again…. 

JUST DATE ME ALREADY!

If you have EVER questioned, you now know that I HATE double HATE hanging out! 

Why you may ask:

One: I don't want to hang out with your dufus friends. I want to get to know you not them, and if I wanted to get to know one of them better I would let them know.

Two: How do you expect me to ever get to know you?  What you want me to pop into the conversation and ask about your family? 

Stupid Boy: "So I saw famous movie yesterday..."

Stupid Friend: "Really DUDE?! It was sick!"

Stupid Boy: "Totally dude! Remember this quote, and this quote, and this quote..."

Other Stupid Friend: "Quote quote quote quote."

Me to Stupid Boy: "so how many kids are in your family?...."

Yeah... not going to happen.

Three: When you just expect me to come over and "HANG OUT"  it makes me feel like a pile of poop. You like me, we've established that, but you don't want to pay your full attention to me, or seclude yourself with me... 
WHY?  What?  You're afraid to get to know me?  Then I shouldn't be interested in you... What, you don't want people to think things? Guess what? We aren't 12 and it's ok to be seen with a girl. 

So now you know when I stop hanging around it means that I'm done. Seriously no more of me chilling in the background to see if I can get some quality time with you because it's OVER. No more miss nice girl, you want me, come get me! 

And you better hurry because the boy who was actually talking to me is pretty cute.

Closure

My date with Keano Reeves, the long lasting crush

Pros:

He dresses really well, and appreciated my outfit.

He drives a super nice car.

He kept the first date short, with just dinner.

He was honest, almost to an awkward point though. TMI

He knows where he wants to go with his life.

He loves his family.

He finds me funny.

  

Cons:

He just got off his mission meaning:

            He doesn’t know how to talk to girls+ he wouldn’t look at me while talking to me.

            He only talked about his mission.

It was a question/answer date.  

            Most first dates are like this, except that I was the one asking ALL of the questions.

Some awkward silences.

I hope that he goes on a few more dates with other girls, and then once he figures out how to carry himself he’ll give me a call. I think he is still too fresh.  I am interested in him, but don’t want to be the one to break him in. I want to be pampered, not pamper. 

Help!

I have this problem called… ok, I don’t know what it is called.  But it happens every time a guy tells me his dad has passed on. It doesn’t matter who the guy is, or how his dad died, but as soon as I know the crush begins.

I just have a super soft spot for fatherless guys.  It’s as if when they tell me, I just want them to immediately whisk me away! I have even dated a few of this special breed of men. It seems to show their sensitive side in an upfront way that I love. I was just talking to a friend of mine and he told me he fits into this category, and then I couldn’t stop thinking about him all day!

Crazy I know, I must be sick, does anyone have a cure? 

He bought me SOCKS… it must be love!

I went on my date…

It went well…

He was CUTE!

I had a lot of fun! It was just really chill, we went to dinner and then bowling.

I wore heels (skinny jeans and my heels: I rocked it) but I didn’t get the memo about bowling. This means I felt doomed to put my feet in disgusting bowling shoes, unprotected by socks. Considering I didn’t even know his name before he introduced himself, it’s not really his fault.  When we showed up at the bowling alley he was so sweet and immediately asked about it and bought me some socks there. I didn’t even have to bring it up again.

It was a short date, but that’s the way I like first dates. 

It left me wanting more. 

We’ll see if he calls….

(now if you want to overanalyze this date with me here are a few thoughts that keep swirling around the back of my head)

          -it was a double date and he kept talking to the other girl, not excessively but enough that I noticed.  Number one: he could be digging her and not me. Number two: he could be digging me but do the “I don’t know what to say to the girl I like” thing. It happens to me sometimes, so this is what I am hoping it was.

          -We had an awkward doorstep scene, with the other couple staring in the car.  I am a hugger, I love to hug, but I know other people aren’t so I try to accommodate for them.  In this instance I shouldn’t have.  I thought since everyone was watching he would want it short and sweet…. 

Wrong!  I pulled away first!!! I am so upset that I pulled away first!  Totally great hug and I broke it!  And now I can only hope, with what is going on with the paragraph above, that he doesn’t look into the hug, because I really do like him!

          -Last but certainly not least, the girl who set me up on the date told me afterword that…   she was digging my date too!!!  Kill me now. 

No, it’ll be ok, because if he is interested in her then he wasn’t my type anyway. Not that I don’t love her, we are just very different individuals.

So we’ll see what happens….  It’ll be my luck. Remember this and this post....

Searching for Love,

Ava

One month till heart day!

Remember this post, well everyone get out your umbrellas!!


I have that date tonight, and then a guy who I’ve been crushing on for over two years just asked me out!! Oh baby, oh baby!  He’s finally available and we are going out this next week, excited much?!  

Things are looking up! 

MoNEy VS LoVE

It’s the big show down, in one corner we have big MONEY and in the other true LOVE.... 

Where do YOU place your bets on the win?

 

One of my dear friends is engaged to the love of her life.  They have been dating since high school, and to add to the pot, he comes from a wealthy family.  This means that their dates include trips to high end restaurants, his family taking her to Hawaii, all while being madly in love.

Me, I would die to have one of those!  

If I must wait forever for love please let him be wealthy, and if we are going to be poor as mice then at least don’t make me wait forever to find him.

But what will one win?  

I’m hoping for love… 

Pity Date?....

I had an old friend call me up yesterday and tell me that she just got asked out on a date and he asked her if she had a friend that could go with his friend. She then goes on to say that whenever we talk I never have a guy so she wanted me to come.... 

Nice of her to think of me, but stating that I am always single and that's why I should take her up on this date might not be the best compliment.  

Am I going anyway? 


Yes... 


I'll let you know how it goes after this weekend.

The Search Update

My roommate and I decided to move to a new apartment, to mix things up a bit.  It was our first Sunday in a new ward, and we were excited to scope out the prospects.

Our other roommate told us that the ward is older, which is all the better for me. Older= more mature right?  ….WRONG….    Older in our case means AwKWaRd. 

At ward prayer it hit me, my singles ward is The Office. 

The laugh out loud awkward situations, with all the creepers in the mix. My roommate called Jim, so now I'm Pam. 

(this is exactly what our faces looked like...)

Now who will be our Dwight?

I’ll keep you updated.

Surprise, Surprise!

I walked into my singles ward on Sunday and almost had a heart attack.  There in the back of the chapel, standing with his friends was this boy.  We’ll call him Chad.  As soon as I saw Chad my heart started pounding a mile a minute. I couldn’t figure out quite why since I had actually never talked to Chad.  I knew who he was, though I hadn’t seen him in years but I felt this strange connection.  As I sat down I was so bugged that I couldn’t figure out what my deal was… and then it hit me!  Chad looks just like a past heartthrob of mine, Will. 

See??  Isn't the likeness shocking?

Will and I met through mutual friends. We never really dated, but we did talk a lot, and he even came down and visited me one time.   He was already done with school, and had he been around more I might have actually dated him. We had a great connection, but then with both of us moving, and a change of schools it just fell through the cracks…. And now he’s married.

So Sunday was a weird flashback, and brought up my past feelings for Will.  I’m glad that Chad wasn’t Will, because quite honestly I wouldn’t know what to say to Will if I did randomly see him.  Awkwardness avoided. 

Twenty Eleven

Happy New Year 

to all you lovers out there! 

This year was full of dates from the good, the bad, and the ugly.  Yet, each one takes me closer to finding THE one.  Plus it makes for some good stories.... 

                                                   

I hope my search for Mr. Right takes some good turns this year, and for all of you searching for your own 

Mr. Right, I wish you luck.  

It's a new year.... who knows what it will bring!  

Always,

Ava