Cheers to New Beginnings

Cheers to New Beginnings


Let’s face it- no one really likes starting over and going through the process of getting to know a new guy is kind of like torture on some ways.

I’m already nervous about that first meet up, hoping he isn’t a sea urchin in disguise or someone I should be packing heat for like that lunatic Bullet.  There’s also the fear that the guy doesn’t find me smoking hot or even the least bit appealing.  Then once we meet, will his manners be on place at the table of we’re eating and he rams the bill my way like a friend’s date recently did?   Or even worse, he ends up being the type with a serious case of obsessive compulsive disorder and wants to rearrange our seating, where my purse is and ask that I not wear my hair in curls the next time.

Seriously, every new meet up IS a gamble and task in patience.


Starting over is always better than dealing with situations that make you unhappy,  stressed, feeling hopeless and frustrated.  So I’m happy to say that my meet up over the weekend was a successful one, and reaffirmed the belief that there are still a few good men out there.  In fact, we were both so eager to get together again that our first actual date was planned before we parted ways for the night.

Hmm… what shall his name be?  I think I’ll call him Showtime since he’s named after the character of one of my favorite series.  It would be too obvious if I even gave hints to the show’s plot, but trust when I say I can make jokes for days.

I’m going to enjoy getting acquainted with this one because he’s stable and seems like he’s an upfront type of guy.  Lord knows I can’t take dealing with any more fickle ass in transition types.

Showtime is ready to show me that chivalry is not dead and believe me, I’m ready to take it all in and share testimony that it may very well exist.

So with that being said, it’s time to pick out an outfit for tomorrow’s dinner date.  Reservations made and we’ll be on one of my favorite cities, Old Town Pasadena.  I looooooovvvveeeee men who can take charge, make the plan and tell me where to he and what time, instead of that effortless “What do you want to do” crap.

Here’s to new beginnings!

Carmen Jones

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