What A Day

~Beep, beep, beep this is a warning~ Beep beep, beep, this is a warning~  Wonder Twin, this may contain information you don’t want to know.  Proceed at your own risk.  Everyone else, please proceed.

Okay, just to start off, yesterday was a whirlwind kind of day.  Literally, there was wind whirling all over the damn place!  Hardy, har, har, I know.  I haven’t slept near enough lately, so I am punch drunk and silly.

Yesterday was the lunch “date” with the Fireman.  After he saw me last week (was it really only a week ago?  Seems longer for some reason.), we had exchanged numbers and he told me to let him know if I ever wanted to get together.  So once WT had given me the green light, I texted asking if Fireman wanted to do lunch one day this week.

We decided to meet at a pub-type place near campus after my class yesterday.  We arrived at the same time, and actually I wasn’t nervous at all.  I’ve “known” him for a long time, we just hadn’t met in person before.  Luckily, he wasn’t short and hadn’t misrepresented his appearance online.  (You know know what I mean, I know you do!)  He is boyishly handsome, which seems to be my new “type.”  We sat down and ordered, and found plenty to talk about.  I was actually rather chatty, which isn’t like me with “new” people.  We got into pretty deep discussions regarding past relationships, but also managed to laugh a lot.

I know you want the details on this one, so here goes.  He has never been married, but he has a 5-year-old son and was with the mother for 6 years.  They split about the same time Douche and I did, I think.  He has his son much of the time, and hearing him talk about him was completely endearing.  I remembered this from last year when we chatted a lot.  You know he’s a fireman, and he loves his job.  He is a homeowner.  He has a bachelor’s degree in history, and wanted to be a college professor before his son was born.

We got up to leave, and realized we had been there for two hours.  I guess I have long lunch dates, huh?   I told him that I was really glad that I had texted him, and that we had finally met in person.  He said he was, too, and we went to hug goodbye.  That turned into a kiss, which turned into more kissing.  What?  I like kissing.  It’s one of my favorite hobbies.  Anyhow, the whole time we were kissing, the song “Fireman” by George Strait was playing in my head.  I’ll add it to the bottom of the page, so you can hear it if you’re unfamiliar.  It made me giggle.  We said goodbye, as he had to pick his son up from school, and I went home to get some rest.  By the way, in a double blind study, it was found that Ginger is an amazing kisser.  In case you ever wondered, it’s true, I gots da skillz.

I genuinely had a great time at lunch, and there is a lot of chemistry there.  I was also pleasantly surprised that I didn’t feel guilty at all.  I guess maybe I will be able to do the whole “playing the field” thing.  If nothing else, it’ll keep the pressure off of everyone, I hope.  I guess as long as everyone knows the score, it’s all good, right?  Fireman asked if he could see me again, and I said yes.  He asked me where the hell I came from, and said he had a really great time, and again said something about my amazing kissing abilities.  🙂

I ended up going home and calling Honey, since we haven’t talked in a while.  I caught her up on everything, and we ended up talking for about an hour and a half, by the end of which I was completely exhausted.  I didn’t sleep well Monday night at all, and got maybe a total of four hours in.  The boys were home already, so I told them I was going to take a nap, and to get me if they needed anything.  I slept about 2 and a half hours and slept like a rock.

10 Responses to “What A Day”

  1. 1 Ms. Moon February 18, 2009 at 12:38 pm

    I am really late to this party. For some reason, I just discovered you have a web page. I shall try to catch up.

  2. 2 Evil Twin's Wife February 18, 2009 at 1:01 pm

    I totally got lucky last night too! Must have been in the water…

  3. 3 lola February 18, 2009 at 1:49 pm

    Aren’t you a busy girl! The fireman sounds pretty great. Nice to have options 😉

  4. 4 honeywine February 18, 2009 at 1:53 pm

    **whispered voice** “Playa…” What? Who said that? I LIKE THE FIREMAN! Out of those two anyhow. 🙂 Steady job, house, and a kid he takes care of are all pointing to responsible man. Aaaahhh…those are such a rare breed. 🙂

  5. 5 gingermagnolia February 18, 2009 at 3:04 pm

    Ms. Moon – Welcome! Hope you can keep up…things change a lot around here!

    ETW – I want some more of that water!

    Lola – He seems to be a nice guy.

    Honey – You know that stuff doesn’t matter to me. And *AHEM* WT has TWO steady jobs and a child he takes very good care of, missy. Don’t be hatin’ and make me smack you!

  6. 6 teeni February 19, 2009 at 1:26 am

    LOL. I have to echo what Honey said but I’m not looking for a smackdown. 😉 It’s just nice to know you have options. And you may not care about those things now, which is fine, but they are things that tell you a little about a guy so it’s good to know.

  7. 7 Penelope February 19, 2009 at 12:13 pm

    If I was looking (and I’m not) I might say something about *some* girls being greedy by having 2 when *some* girls struggle to find one. But I won’t ;o)
    (Glad you’re having some fun girlie!)

  8. 8 Bekki February 19, 2009 at 5:43 pm

    I’m hearing Cyndi Lauper all OVAH the place on this blog!!

  9. 9 gingermagnolia February 20, 2009 at 7:57 am

    Teeni – I hear you, and they are both very responsible and intelligent. However, I am not looking for someone to take care of me. I want to stand on my own, regardless.

    Penelope – This cracked me up, almost as much as your strings of British swear words.

    Beks – They just wanna, they just wannaaaa!

  1. 1 And So It Goes « Names Have Been Changed….. Trackback on December 31, 2009 at 8:16 am

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