Oh dear... New semester. New schedule. New stress. New coping mechanisms. New fun. New people. New challenges. New addictions. New opinions. NEW NEW NEW!!!
I got cast in Three Penny Opera as Mrs. Peachum, the wife of the king of the thieves and beggars. I'm double cast, which I'm not happy about. But it's okay. They did it to open up the educational opportunities for everyone.
Dating someone... I daren't say "dating" yet. It's been what... six dates.
Date one: Gay bar, easy place to meet, easy place to escape from if he turned out to be yick, as it was a blind date. He showed up in a hat, that I made him remove, he was trying to hide a bad haircut. Adorable.
Date two: Coffee/Appetizers at a local diner. We wound up sitting there talking for 2 hours. Got all the heavy stuff out of the way. His kids. His ex-wife. Baggage I suppose people could call it... refreshing, the honesty. He was so nervous when he showed up. I can tell, because he uses bigger words when he's intimidated and sometimes the sentence syntax is so confusing that there's no real point to the sentence. It's adorable.
Date Three: Movies at his place. Sunset Boulevard. An Italian murder mystery. No kiss. Thought there would be a kiss. Hold hands. Arm around. Nervous. But fun. Laugh together... watch together. Oh movies, the best date ever, just an excuse to sit closer than normal. heh!
Date Four: I take him to dinner at the little italian place. Again... 2 hours talking in a restaurant. Walks me to the door. I preemptively hug instead of good night kiss on accident. UGH.
Date Five: He cooks dinner. We go to a recital. He meets the second family, the music department. No gay vibes say friends. Cute and quiet they say. I agree... Hi, this is scott. scott, this is the music department. We leave, hold hands to the car. Watch movies... Double indemnity, Once. get the kiss... ride home... make plans for the next meeting...
Friends are asking. What do I tell them? dating? I ask. Yes... Dating. Official. Talk to him for 45 on the phone... too busy to meet up in person. I hate my schedule. Can't wait to see him again. Ugh. don't want to be the weird girl... but really look forward to next meeting.
plans cancelled - sick mister.
Has the kids this weekend.
Tomorrow night date night again.
Two tickets to Avenue Q. A surprise in March. It's all going well... I don't want to jinx it. hmmm... hope it all goes well.
Loves, Nanette
