Second dates this week will be with the following individuals:
- Becca & Britt
- Jessica & Nick
- Kim & Josh
- Mauren & Danny
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Survey says...
Thanks for voting! The results are in and the decisions have been made!
Second dates this week will be with the following individuals:
Second dates this week will be with the following individuals:
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Voting Instructions
It's here! The voting period for our second dates has arrived!
We've each been on 10 dates over the last 40 days and are looking to secure a second date with one of those young men for Wednesday, March 28. But we need your help to decide who you think would be the best fit for each of us!
To help refresh your memory on who's who, we've included a list below, complete with links to each entry.
Remember, your vote will count as 2/3 of the decision, with each of us having 1/3 of the say, as well. Tell your friends and let us know who you want to see us go out with again! We'll report later this week on our experiences, complete with an overview of our project recap.
To access the survey, go to http://www.zoomerang.com/Survey/WEB22F8FSVNC7Y. You can vote as many times as you'd like. The survey is open now and will close at 8 p.m. on Tuesday, March 27.
One last thing, we want to thank each of you for your support over the last 40+ days. It has been an incredible journey and one we won't soon forget. We hope you've enjoyed it as much as we have.
Be sure to check back on Tuesday night to see who's been selected for date number 2!
BECCA
We've each been on 10 dates over the last 40 days and are looking to secure a second date with one of those young men for Wednesday, March 28. But we need your help to decide who you think would be the best fit for each of us!
To help refresh your memory on who's who, we've included a list below, complete with links to each entry.
Remember, your vote will count as 2/3 of the decision, with each of us having 1/3 of the say, as well. Tell your friends and let us know who you want to see us go out with again! We'll report later this week on our experiences, complete with an overview of our project recap.
To access the survey, go to http://www.zoomerang.com/Survey/WEB22F8FSVNC7Y. You can vote as many times as you'd like. The survey is open now and will close at 8 p.m. on Tuesday, March 27.
One last thing, we want to thank each of you for your support over the last 40+ days. It has been an incredible journey and one we won't soon forget. We hope you've enjoyed it as much as we have.
Be sure to check back on Tuesday night to see who's been selected for date number 2!
BECCA
JESSICA
KIM
MAUREN
Day 40 - Jessica & Tony
Two truths and a lie about my tenth and final date: (1) I got to sit in the cockpit of an actual, working, commercial plane (2) My date proposed marriage to me and I said yes (3) I had a terrible time (see end of post for answer key)
Ok peeps, here we are...the end of this crazy, fun, frustrating at times but ultimately rewarding experience. For my tenth date, Becca was so kind and helped me get a date here in Houston, but as usual nothing went according to plan and I ended up stranded in Austin, unable to return in time for the date. After some last-minute shuffling, my dear, beautiful, kind, amazing (insert infinity positive adjectives here) friend Kendyl once again came to the rescue and set me up with Tony.
Tony was working last night at the airport but he said if I wanted to come join him there, he could get me past security and we could have a grand ol' time together. I know many weary travelers who would NOT think this sounded like a fun idea, but I immediately got excited about the idea of frolicking through an abandoned airport at night. When's the last time you heard of anyone having free reign since September 11, 2001? I agreed to meet Tony at the airport with dinner in tow, and the date was set! My assigned day for the date was today (Sunday), but I figured if the date went until 12:01am it could count. (And if you disagree, neener neener, it's already done.)
I arrived at the airport with Thai food I had grabbed to go and walked with some trepidation towards the airline check in where Tony was waiting for me. He had asked for my name and birthday ahead of time and had a boarding pass ready for me. I walked to the security gate (no line!), took off my shoes, and placed them in a bin along with the food. The security guards were in jovial moods and let me through with only a little teasing, and no pat down. I then walked to the abandoned food court where Tony was waiting with his bright smile that was my constant companion for the rest of the evening.
We sat down and began our feast together. Tony is half Mexican, half Philipino Filipino (that's for you, Skylar!) and ALL hilarious! He is a free spirit, and I love it!! Our banter was immediate and ever so entertaining. We had just enough small talk to establish that we both moved to Texas two years ago and then had too much fun just being silly to talk about anything else from our past lives. (Sorry, that means I have no idea if he has all brothers or not). I immediately felt comfortable around Tony, and we laughingly held hands and gazed into each other's eyes, and Tony did in fact ask if I wanted to marry him. Tomorrow. I of course accepted, then asked if we could have kids. He said no, WE can't, but reassured me that I could have them if I wanted. Phew, dilemma solved!
After we finished eating, Tony asked if I wanted to board the plane that had just arrived at the gate after all the passengers got off. Um, duh, yes! We walked to the gate and I waited patiently, smiling and welcoming weary travelers to Austin, while Tony disappeared for a little bit to take care of some work duties (he was on shift, after all). Then, I followed him down the abandoned concourse and entered the plane. Just so you know, being one of two people (three, if you count Tony's coworker who we asked to take pictures for us) on an empty, commercial plane is just as awesome as you'd think it might be. I got to explore the cockpit (I was careful not to push any buttons, as tempting as it was!), skip up and down the aisle, look at all the snack drawers (Tony may or may not have shared some goodies with me), and also Tony and I used the overhead PA and safety equipment to do our very own safety presentation. To an audience of one. He may have thought we were ridiculous, but we thought we were awesome. And Tony totally rocks that neck raft, by the by.
After lots of photo ops and more goofing around, Tony and I left the aircraft and then spent some time just running around the dark and abandoned airport for fun. Maybe we were acting like 6 year olds, skipping and frolicking without abandon, and maybe you should be jealous. I would be.
The rest of the evening was spent playing and laughing some more. Tony is honestly one of the funnest guys I've met in a really long time. His ever-present smile was really contagious, and his quick (as in lightening fast!) wit kept me on my toes all night and I loved the challenge of keeping up with him. By the end of our evening together, I felt lighthearted and invigorated, and really happy to have met such an obviously generous, good and fun man. We parted as insta-friends (in real life AND on Facebook...thank you smart phones) and I am looking forward to seeing him again on future trips to Austin. He was the perfect end to this experience, and it was so nice to go out on a high note!
ANSWER KEY: (1) True! (2) True!!! (3) ABSOLUTELY FALSE, I had a GREAT time!
Ok peeps, here we are...the end of this crazy, fun, frustrating at times but ultimately rewarding experience. For my tenth date, Becca was so kind and helped me get a date here in Houston, but as usual nothing went according to plan and I ended up stranded in Austin, unable to return in time for the date. After some last-minute shuffling, my dear, beautiful, kind, amazing (insert infinity positive adjectives here) friend Kendyl once again came to the rescue and set me up with Tony.
Tony was working last night at the airport but he said if I wanted to come join him there, he could get me past security and we could have a grand ol' time together. I know many weary travelers who would NOT think this sounded like a fun idea, but I immediately got excited about the idea of frolicking through an abandoned airport at night. When's the last time you heard of anyone having free reign since September 11, 2001? I agreed to meet Tony at the airport with dinner in tow, and the date was set! My assigned day for the date was today (Sunday), but I figured if the date went until 12:01am it could count. (And if you disagree, neener neener, it's already done.)
I arrived at the airport with Thai food I had grabbed to go and walked with some trepidation towards the airline check in where Tony was waiting for me. He had asked for my name and birthday ahead of time and had a boarding pass ready for me. I walked to the security gate (no line!), took off my shoes, and placed them in a bin along with the food. The security guards were in jovial moods and let me through with only a little teasing, and no pat down. I then walked to the abandoned food court where Tony was waiting with his bright smile that was my constant companion for the rest of the evening. 
We sat down and began our feast together. Tony is half Mexican, half 
After we finished eating, Tony asked if I wanted to board the plane that had just arrived at the gate after all the passengers got off. Um, duh, yes! We walked to the gate and I waited patiently, smiling and welcoming weary travelers to Austin, while Tony disappeared for a little bit to take care of some work duties (he was on shift, after all). Then, I followed him down the abandoned concourse and entered the plane. Just so you know, being one of two people (three, if you count Tony's coworker who we asked to take pictures for us) on an empty, commercial plane is just as awesome as you'd think it might be. I got to explore the cockpit (I was careful not to push any buttons, as tempting as it was!), skip up and down the aisle, look at all the snack drawers (Tony may or may not have shared some goodies with me), and also Tony and I used the overhead PA and safety equipment to do our very own safety presentation. To an audience of one. He may have thought we were ridiculous, but we thought we were awesome. And Tony totally rocks that neck raft, by the by.
The rest of the evening was spent playing and laughing some more. Tony is honestly one of the funnest guys I've met in a really long time. His ever-present smile was really contagious, and his quick (as in lightening fast!) wit kept me on my toes all night and I loved the challenge of keeping up with him. By the end of our evening together, I felt lighthearted and invigorated, and really happy to have met such an obviously generous, good and fun man. We parted as insta-friends (in real life AND on Facebook...thank you smart phones) and I am looking forward to seeing him again on future trips to Austin. He was the perfect end to this experience, and it was so nice to go out on a high note!
ANSWER KEY: (1) True! (2) True!!! (3) ABSOLUTELY FALSE, I had a GREAT time!
Day 39 - Becca & Britt
So just as I start to get used to giving you all my after-date thoughts the project comes to an end. Oh well. You'll be happy to hear that the ten dates ended strong with the first annual HonkyTonk Music Festival in Tomball, TX. . . Can I just say that after reviewing the other 38 dates I have realized that I am the biggest hick out of the 4 girls. Who knew?!. . . Ok. . . I could have guessed, but with all the Bull Riding and Honky Tonk my boots have gotten some good use in the last 40 days. Yee Haw!
Before I go into the date details I have to give a quick shout out to Cristi. Thanks Yenta! :) Moving on. . .
Britt and I were introduced at a St. Patrick's day party. (Pretty lucky, right?!) We exchanged information and I started to plan our date for the next week. ( I love to plan!) With the date being on Saturday I was thinking we could hit up some car shows (who doesn't like cars?) ,but those plans changed as soon as I heard about the HonkyTonk Music Festival. I let Britt decide between the two ideas and he picked HonkyTonk. Not at all what I expected, but exactly what I was hoping for. Yea!
The date started bright and early at 10:30am when Britt came to pick me up. The festival started at 11 and we didn't want to be late. :) Here are the first things I noticed about him: 1. Very handsome guy with strikingly blue eyes. 2. Total gentleman. (Honestly, I have opened so few car doors in the last 40 days I think my right arm muscles are starting to atrophy.) I was a little nervous that Britt was going to be super shy and I was going to have to carry the whole conversation, but that was not the case. He was totally engaging and easy to talk to.
As we made our way north to Tomball we talked about life (he's from SoCal), work (HP), and travel. He served his mission in Japan and goes to that side of the world often for work. He's even been to my second home in Moscow, Russia. . . well the airport anyway. . . but that's close enough. It was super easy to be myself with Britt and have a good time. By 10:53 we had found the park where they were having the festival and weren't too surprised that we were showing up at the same time as some of the vendors and the band. I think you should expect a slow start with the words "first annual" preceding the event. We got back in the car and drove around Tomball a little bit to give them some more time to get ready. When we returned the band was playing and there pony rides were in full swing.
The park was small but very inviting. It was surrounded by antique shops, an old train station, and a whole group of cute little old ladies in red hats and purple shirts. We followed the red hats into an old barn that has been converted into a soda shop. This 50's inspired diner had only been open for two weeks and was adorable. The owner, Nonnie, made sure all the details were covered with menus that came on records, waitresses in vintage frilly pink and blue aprons, and hand made soda and ice cream. The staff was super bubbly and helpful. If you are up in Tomball stop by for sure. Britt was a regular Don Juan with the staff, it was fun to see that side of him. He was completely personable and laid back. We both tried the root beer (way good!) and ordered a small lunch. As we ate, a small herd of women in red and purple filed into the back room. Curiosity got the better of Britt and after we had finished eating we headed to the back room to meet these ladies in red hats. We were enthusiastically met by Sondi. She was the ring leader of Tomball's chapter of the Red Hat Society, and a total spit-fire. She put Britt in his place with a few choice words and then told us all about the fun they have dressing up and meeting monthly. Sondi even offered to let me join, but I would have to wear a pink hat till I reached full maturity. I just might take her up on that. :) 
Thanks for going on this journey with me Blog. I hope it was as fun for you as it was for me.
Love ya!
Becca
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Day 38 - Kim & JJ
When 2012 started, I wrote a bucket list for the year of 30 things (in homage to 30 years of life) that I wanted to accomplish by the end of the year. And I quote...
"Go on at least 10 dates. (If I don't get asked...I have to ask.)"
Little did I know that in less than two months time, I'd be checking that seemingly impossible item off my list! Turns out this little dating project was quite providential for me. (Thanks, Mauren!) So dear blog readers, let it be known...I've officially gone out on 10, not average, but fantastic dates! Check, check, and double check! :) It's going to be a good year.
First, I must give a shout out to our self-proclaimed "blog stalker," Christi, who on short notice worked her magic and not only scored me a great date, but gave me the date activity as well! Christi...you dating miracle worker you! Thank you!
JJ, the cute, curly-haired guy I'd seen at various activities, agreed last minute to be date #10. Christi informed me that he would be up for anything, but suggested the Bayou City Art Festival that was going on in the big park downtown. I looked it up and was sold...art from 300 different artists, live music and performances, food, and not a cloud on the radar. JJ and I met up at a nearby mall that had a free shuttle to the park. I might have been a little late due to traffic and found JJ wandering around the biggest antiques mall I'd ever seen. (I'll have to go back there!) Anyways, we hugged hello and off we went.
In our short time on the bus, I found out that JJ is going to be my go to man for whenever I need adventurous ideas. He's extremely well traveled and has done a lot of random, but awesome things like training dolphins in Hawaii and spending a few months in Ghana. I've gone to...uh...well...looks like it's finally time to get a passport! The art festival only confirmed this fact.
We spent a couple hours strolling from booth to booth, checking out art of varying styles and mediums. JJ warned me that he was spoiled when it came to art...he's been to lots of art museums in Europe and has seen a lot of the subjects in person. (So unfair...) We saw beautiful photographs and paintings of places that I need to go to...it's gone way past just wanting. :) It was so fun chit chatting with the artists and listening to JJ enthusiastically ask the blue iceberg photographer if he still had the contact info for the research crew in Antartica, where he shot the picture. He'd so go...quite the adventurous spirit this one. Along with the photography and canvases, we saw a lot of really unique art as well. I will give you some samples below.
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| Large plate. Look closely.... |
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| Thousands of beads |
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| Spunky junky art is what I will call this! |
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| Photo in the center...frame is a painting...husband/wife duo...Awesome! |
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| Awww...pretty girls...and...skeletons? Ha! |
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| Yep...that's Andre the Giant |
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| Photo? Painting? Guess again! |
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| Embroidery...what the heck??? |
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| Embroidered too! I want this one! |
Hopefully the video works, but we saw these awesome instruments that are like guitars, but have two sections of strings that you just tap...a mix between a piano and a guitar. Sweet! JJ and I had a ton of fun seeing all the random things that art festivals can bring. Including the tree man. There we were strolling along when we look up and see a humongous tree man taking pics with people. Yes, please! Nothing like feeling a strong pair of limbs around you! Best costume ever! JJ is now looking to find it for Halloween. Can we say contest winner? He started practicing his Treebeard voice. :)
JJ and I started getting real hungry after our rather warm, art-filled stroll around the park. We found The Art of Food booths and settled on Greek for him and French for me in the form of Greek salad and a Chicken Basil crepe. I waited for mine for a bit, but enjoyed watching the entirely deaf staff work together making the crepes and communicating with the customers. We sat and ate next to the stage where there was a less than youthful choir singing songs through the decades...ending with songs like Hey, Soul Sister...we might have laughed a little more than we should have, but they were just so darn enthusiastic and...old. :) Then we stayed and watched a "modern" dance group...there is a reason why I dropped my modern dance class at BYU after the first class...I could never take myself seriously doing yoga moves to music. To each his own...
During our time at the festival we got a little winded...those videos will be somewhere on facebook evidently...should be real attractive!
We also saw random people "artistically" getting dressed and then dancing around the street...and yes in the 2nd picture, that's them again walking around with galoshes in the mud "artistically." What the...???
All in all, it was an artistically wonderful day! I even got my first little sunburn of 2012! JJ is a super fun, well-rounded, easy to talk to guy. (He's from AZ...so of course he's cool.) He was perfect company for this little artsy adventure in the park! Thanks, JJ for being a great ending to this project!
Well, all...that's date #10! Can you believe it?? Voting time begins on Monday...second dates on Wednesday...and then...who knows???
Kim
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Date 37 - Mauren & Adison
Wow, this is it...the last of our first dates (for the project anyway)! I've heard some of our readers express concern about what they'll start to do with their lives after we finish and they don't have our blog to read each morning. Imagine the possibilities!! :)
Tonight I went out with Adison, who I’ve know for…well, forever. Ok, not really forever, but it seems like it. Our families have been friends for at least the last 10 years. We spend every holiday together for at least dessert, if not dinner, we have game nights together when out-of-town siblings come home for a visit and our families have even gone on vacation and camping trips together. I even cut his hair from time to time. Yep, we go way back.
Because of that history, I knew I could be guaranteed a good and comfortable evening with Adison. We met up and headed to dinner at Pappasito’s. Adison had never been and I had a gift card so it worked out well! We were seated out on the patio, which was great since the weather was so nice, and we began scouring the menu for food. I recommended the fajitas, which are phenomenal there, but one thing I learned about Adison tonight that I didn’t know before – he doesn’t like to share, especially when it comes to food. Perhaps it’s because he’s the youngest and the only boy in his family, but he doesn’t share. Haha! Needless to say, we ordered our own meals and neither one was fajitas. :)
As we ate, we exchanged stories about our experiences as missionaries for the LDS church. He served for two years in Argentina and I spent 18 months in southern California (Spanish-speaking) so we talked about common foods, cultural differences between the two locations, people we’d met, memories we made and companions we’d spent time with 24/7 in each area where we were assigned to work. It was clear as we talked that Adison was a good missionary – no, excellent missionary. We wrote each other the entire time he was gone, but I feel like I learned more about his mission tonight than I ever knew before and I really enjoyed it.
We also talked during the night about what he wants to do with his life. Adison’s in school and still trying to figure out what to major in, but he claims that his dream job is to become a water park designer. He says he’s going to build them all over the world! So, if you have special requests for designs or features, get them in to Adison. ;) Honestly, I think he just loves water. He’s already anxiously awaiting the next boating trip with my family and despite the cold temperatures of the lake at this time of year, he’d go today if he could.
After dinner we had planned to do an activity at the mall that his sister and one of my best friends, Charlie, had prepared for us, but since we were at a hidden table and the waitress had trouble ringing up the bill, we didn’t get out of there until about 15 minutes before the mall closed. After evaluating two other activities, neither of which panned out, we decided instead to break a rule and go back to my house after dinner for our activity.
I know, I shouldn’t have, but it’s Adison and it’s hard to find something to do at 9:30 p.m. on a weekday in this part of town because I honestly think we considered them all. Now let me assure you, if it had been anyone else, we would have just called dinner good and avoided the whole house-breaking rule, but I’ve known Adison forever, so I decided for this date it would be ok to make an exception.
Anyone who knows me well, knows that I love to play just about any video game involving Mario. As my brother Garen once said, you can ask me to play a game and I’ll usually join you. But ask me to play something that involves Mario and my confidence goes up 100 percent like I’m invincible. I grew up on an old school NES. Mario’s kinda my thing.
I recently learned that Adison shares a love of Mario games, too, so we went back to my house where we played (and soundly beat) the first world of the new Super Mario for Wii and we made a great team. Though you work together on the game to beat the levels, Adison kind of schooled me (impressive!) and taught me a lot of tricks I never even knew about (thank you, Randi!). Overall, we had a great time!
Thanks for coming along with me tonight, Adison. I had a blast and was grateful to discover a Mario equal/superior in the process! :)
Well, that’s all folks. That wraps up date number 10 for me in the “first date” round. Voting goes up Monday morning so be sure to visit the blog for details on how to vote for your favorites to help us decide who to go out with again.
We’ve had a lot of fun going out, but the blogging part has been tough. However, I’ll admit that it’s been nice to have an insta-conversation topic everywhere I go. Perhaps I’ll have to find a new adventure instead. :) Back to the current date!
Tonight I went out with Adison, who I’ve know for…well, forever. Ok, not really forever, but it seems like it. Our families have been friends for at least the last 10 years. We spend every holiday together for at least dessert, if not dinner, we have game nights together when out-of-town siblings come home for a visit and our families have even gone on vacation and camping trips together. I even cut his hair from time to time. Yep, we go way back.
Because of that history, I knew I could be guaranteed a good and comfortable evening with Adison. We met up and headed to dinner at Pappasito’s. Adison had never been and I had a gift card so it worked out well! We were seated out on the patio, which was great since the weather was so nice, and we began scouring the menu for food. I recommended the fajitas, which are phenomenal there, but one thing I learned about Adison tonight that I didn’t know before – he doesn’t like to share, especially when it comes to food. Perhaps it’s because he’s the youngest and the only boy in his family, but he doesn’t share. Haha! Needless to say, we ordered our own meals and neither one was fajitas. :)
As we ate, we exchanged stories about our experiences as missionaries for the LDS church. He served for two years in Argentina and I spent 18 months in southern California (Spanish-speaking) so we talked about common foods, cultural differences between the two locations, people we’d met, memories we made and companions we’d spent time with 24/7 in each area where we were assigned to work. It was clear as we talked that Adison was a good missionary – no, excellent missionary. We wrote each other the entire time he was gone, but I feel like I learned more about his mission tonight than I ever knew before and I really enjoyed it.
We also talked during the night about what he wants to do with his life. Adison’s in school and still trying to figure out what to major in, but he claims that his dream job is to become a water park designer. He says he’s going to build them all over the world! So, if you have special requests for designs or features, get them in to Adison. ;) Honestly, I think he just loves water. He’s already anxiously awaiting the next boating trip with my family and despite the cold temperatures of the lake at this time of year, he’d go today if he could.
After dinner we had planned to do an activity at the mall that his sister and one of my best friends, Charlie, had prepared for us, but since we were at a hidden table and the waitress had trouble ringing up the bill, we didn’t get out of there until about 15 minutes before the mall closed. After evaluating two other activities, neither of which panned out, we decided instead to break a rule and go back to my house after dinner for our activity.
I know, I shouldn’t have, but it’s Adison and it’s hard to find something to do at 9:30 p.m. on a weekday in this part of town because I honestly think we considered them all. Now let me assure you, if it had been anyone else, we would have just called dinner good and avoided the whole house-breaking rule, but I’ve known Adison forever, so I decided for this date it would be ok to make an exception.
Anyone who knows me well, knows that I love to play just about any video game involving Mario. As my brother Garen once said, you can ask me to play a game and I’ll usually join you. But ask me to play something that involves Mario and my confidence goes up 100 percent like I’m invincible. I grew up on an old school NES. Mario’s kinda my thing.
I recently learned that Adison shares a love of Mario games, too, so we went back to my house where we played (and soundly beat) the first world of the new Super Mario for Wii and we made a great team. Though you work together on the game to beat the levels, Adison kind of schooled me (impressive!) and taught me a lot of tricks I never even knew about (thank you, Randi!). Overall, we had a great time!
Thanks for coming along with me tonight, Adison. I had a blast and was grateful to discover a Mario equal/superior in the process! :)
Well, that’s all folks. That wraps up date number 10 for me in the “first date” round. Voting goes up Monday morning so be sure to visit the blog for details on how to vote for your favorites to help us decide who to go out with again.
Day 36 - Becca & Oscar
Blog,
Oh heck! Can I just tell you how much fun I had yesterday? Ok, I will. I had so much fun. My date for the night? Oscar. Our plans? Salsa dancing. I've always wanted to learn how to salsa dance and actually went dancing almost every Friday up at school, but I would usually chicken out when it came to asking the guys to dance. This resulted in me dancing with a group of girls every weekend. Was it fun? Oh yeah! Did it teach me how to let a guy lead? Not at all. Oscar had his work cut out for him.
As with a few of the other dates, my anxiety level increased as the date got closer. This was basically a blind date. I heard he was a great dancer, funny, and super competitive. (Winner of the pie eating contest three years running). Knowing that my "dancing skills" were somewhat lacking, I hoped that we could add patient to that list too. (FYI, you can). As he drove up to the house I tried to figure out how I was going to greet this complete stranger. Should we shake hands? Just wave? Hug? Lucky for me Oscar got out of the car and gave me a big hug as I was saying, "Hi! I'm Becca!" Problem solved. His easy going and friendly nature set the tone for the rest of the date.
I had tried to find a place that did salsa on Wednesday nights, but I guess the salsa dancers of North Houston take that day off. We were gonna have to make a small road trip downtown. It took no time at all to find something to talk about. Within the first five minutes I was actually kinda bummed that we hadn't become friends earlier. We both like dancing (hey, I don't have to be good at it to like it), Latin music (I like that I don't understand the words so it's always wholesome), karaoke, and eating contests. (I'm basically a champ watermelon eater. . . it's a fact.)
I relaxed in the passenger seat as Oscar drove me around Houston, eventually stopping at a little El Salvadorian buffet. It was there that I experienced my first pupusa. I don't know if it's just because I was so hungry, but they were amazing! I could eat there once a week for the rest of my life and be a happy camper. It was during dinner that we started talking about the details of who we are. He's from L.A. and is a bio chemical engineer. So not only was he cute and funny, but smart too. Holy night!
After dinner we headed to Sulivan's to get our salsa on. This was one classy joint. Not at all what I expected. The first room we walked into had a guy rockin' some jazz on the piano. So cool. I could have pulled up a chair, ordered some Shirley Temples and listened to him all night, but we had other plans. The mood changed as we entered the next room. There was a live band on stage and a dance floor full of people. I pulled Oscar aside and made sure he knew that I didn't know what I was doing. He just smiled, took my hands, and we were off. I wish I could report that I magically transformed into Shakira, twirling and gliding across the floor, but that was not the case. I think my arm only hit him in the head a few times, but that's about as violent as it got. It was tough for me to "let go" and just let him "be the man", but once I did I instantly became better. This kid knew what he was doing. He lead me around the dance floor, spinning me around and teaching me dance moves I'd never attempted. I showed him a few moves of my own, don't you worry, and with some practice I think he'll get them down just fine. :)
The next thing I knew it was 11:15. Pumpkin time. We headed back to the car, took some sweaty pictures, and drove home. ( I totally spaced taking the pictures when my hair was not matted to my forehead. I promise I looked better at the beginning of the date.) Once home Oscar walked me to my door where we were met by my pit bull. Oscar game me a quick hug and headed back to his car. I was so happy that I got to meet him. I had so much fun. Date # 9 was awesome for sure.
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Becca
Oh heck! Can I just tell you how much fun I had yesterday? Ok, I will. I had so much fun. My date for the night? Oscar. Our plans? Salsa dancing. I've always wanted to learn how to salsa dance and actually went dancing almost every Friday up at school, but I would usually chicken out when it came to asking the guys to dance. This resulted in me dancing with a group of girls every weekend. Was it fun? Oh yeah! Did it teach me how to let a guy lead? Not at all. Oscar had his work cut out for him.
As with a few of the other dates, my anxiety level increased as the date got closer. This was basically a blind date. I heard he was a great dancer, funny, and super competitive. (Winner of the pie eating contest three years running). Knowing that my "dancing skills" were somewhat lacking, I hoped that we could add patient to that list too. (FYI, you can). As he drove up to the house I tried to figure out how I was going to greet this complete stranger. Should we shake hands? Just wave? Hug? Lucky for me Oscar got out of the car and gave me a big hug as I was saying, "Hi! I'm Becca!" Problem solved. His easy going and friendly nature set the tone for the rest of the date.
I had tried to find a place that did salsa on Wednesday nights, but I guess the salsa dancers of North Houston take that day off. We were gonna have to make a small road trip downtown. It took no time at all to find something to talk about. Within the first five minutes I was actually kinda bummed that we hadn't become friends earlier. We both like dancing (hey, I don't have to be good at it to like it), Latin music (I like that I don't understand the words so it's always wholesome), karaoke, and eating contests. (I'm basically a champ watermelon eater. . . it's a fact.)
I relaxed in the passenger seat as Oscar drove me around Houston, eventually stopping at a little El Salvadorian buffet. It was there that I experienced my first pupusa. I don't know if it's just because I was so hungry, but they were amazing! I could eat there once a week for the rest of my life and be a happy camper. It was during dinner that we started talking about the details of who we are. He's from L.A. and is a bio chemical engineer. So not only was he cute and funny, but smart too. Holy night!
After dinner we headed to Sulivan's to get our salsa on. This was one classy joint. Not at all what I expected. The first room we walked into had a guy rockin' some jazz on the piano. So cool. I could have pulled up a chair, ordered some Shirley Temples and listened to him all night, but we had other plans. The mood changed as we entered the next room. There was a live band on stage and a dance floor full of people. I pulled Oscar aside and made sure he knew that I didn't know what I was doing. He just smiled, took my hands, and we were off. I wish I could report that I magically transformed into Shakira, twirling and gliding across the floor, but that was not the case. I think my arm only hit him in the head a few times, but that's about as violent as it got. It was tough for me to "let go" and just let him "be the man", but once I did I instantly became better. This kid knew what he was doing. He lead me around the dance floor, spinning me around and teaching me dance moves I'd never attempted. I showed him a few moves of my own, don't you worry, and with some practice I think he'll get them down just fine. :)
Becca
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