On a Roll?

So, I had quite the unexpected Friday night. Seems like Single Girl is suddenly VERY attractive to the menfolk. Got a call from a guy I shall nickname Partyboy, who used to be at Shabbat dinner at The Couple's house when I would go there for dinner. He and I always got along and would laugh hysterically through the whole dinner. He's a good-looking guy, but nothing ever happened because one of us was always in a relationship. Since The Couple moved to LA and now Tennessee, Partyboy and I hadn't seen each other in months and months, I can't even remember when. So, he wrote me a note on Facebook saying we should hang out and I gave him my number. He called me Friday night to invite me out with him and one of his friends. Being the old lady I am, I usually don't go out on Friday nights. I'm usually just too tired after the work week to get dressed up and go out somewhere noisy. But lately I've been feeling like I need to get out more, so I told Partyboy I would go out with him and his friend since they were going to a bar near me.

Around 11:30 I met up with PB and his friend. We sat at a table on the outside patio and it was just like it used to be. I was laughing hysterically, as was PB and his friend. I had only planned on going out for an hour, but before I knew it, it was 1:30am and PB was asking where we should go next. By this time, we had moved to a table inside the bar. I looked at my phone and PB had text message me, "You look really hot tonight." Well now, PB! I texted him back that he's looking pretty good himself. We decided to go to a very seedy club up the street that's known in town as the place that strippers go to retire. Before going there, I went to use the restroom. Partially to fan myself. Goes to show how long it's been for Single Girl. All I could think of was that scene in the first episode of "Lipstick Jungle" if any of you have seen that. WOW. PB had also gone to the restroom at the same time as me, so I wouldn't have been surprised if that happened and was secretly hoping it would. But it didn't. He was waiting for me in the hall when I came out of the restroom but didn't make a move. He drove to the seedy club with me in my car and had his friend follow us in his car. I thought for sure he would make a move then, but he didn't. Boys. He did ask me if he could take me on a date. I told him he could.

The seedy club was quite the sight. I got hit on by some guys there too, but I certainly was not about to be picked up in that place. We stayed there for about 40 minutes before deciding to call it a night. PB and his friend begged me to go out with them again soon, they had so much fun. I promised them I would, that I had a ton of fun. PB picked me up and twirled me around and I gave him a kiss on the cheek. As soon as I got home, they both text messaged me saying they had a great time, PB adding that he was still up if I wanted to hang out. I declined the offer telling him to call me another time if he wanted to hang out.

Partyboy text messaged me a few times yesterday just to see what I was up to and then called me at 11:30 to invite me out. I told him that I was way too tired after being kept out until 3am the night before and not sleeping very well. He was being persistent, but I was not going to budge, especially since I hadn't been feeling too well all day. He finally said okay. Then about 45 minutes later, PB calls again to try one more time to get me out. Still wasn't happening. Then he says, "I should have kissed you last night." My jaw dropped. Sorry, I know it's been a while since I've gotten butterflies, but that turned me on, I guess it's easier these days! But, it still wasn't going to get me to get out of bed. Plus I would have to shave my legs. I told him he should have kissed me, but he didn't, so he'll have to do that next time. We have plans to hang out Tuesday night, so we'll see what happens.

The Security Guy and I have also been messaging back and forth. He's such a sweet and funny guy. So we'll see what happens there.

I'm just not ready for anything too serious right now, so this is all exactly what I need.

WOW! Is all I have to say. . .

So, my long weekend with The Swimmer is over. . . Here are my responses to the questions I posed Thursday night. . .

When the weekend is over, am I going to be happy or sad or what? Sad.

Am I going to be attracted to him? Yes!

I could really do with getting some this weekend, it's been a while. Is it going to be really weird? Not at all.

If we kiss, is it going to be like Rachel and Joey on Friends? Nope.

Or more like Rachel and Ross? Exactly.

How are the first few moments going to be when I pick him up at the airport? They were a little awkward, but no where near as awkward as I had anticipated.

Here's a review of the weekend. Picked him up from the airport and came back to my place. Went to the bar behind my building for some dinner and drinks and then came back to my place. Didn't know what to do, so we watched some episodes from the first season of 90210, which he brought for me. After an episode, he finally went in for the kiss. It wasn't horrible or awkward but it also wasn't fireworks. That all changed rather quickly though. We pretty much madeout for a few hours before finally calling it a night and going to bed at around 2am.

Now, there are some guys who are bad at spooning and sleeping in bed with and then there are guys who are absolutely SPECTACULAR at this. The Swimmer is absolutely SPECTACULAR at spooning, cuddling and sleeping in bed with. Don't know how to explain what makes a guy good at that, so I'll just leave it at that. We woke up Saturday morning and laid in bed for a while, it just felt beyond nice. We had sex, which again, wasn't bad, but also wasn't fireworks, but that's typical as far as the first time with someone new, in my opinion. We showered and got dressed so we could get breakfast, get some groceries for the weekend and so I could give him a little driving tour of my city. After that, we relaxed for a bit before walking a few blocks to a sports bar to watch some football. Later, we met up with The Couple for sushi and then went out to a bar/lounge. We had so much freaking fun. Let's just say that Husband (of the Couple) started buying shots which I didn't take and neither did Wife. So, it was Husband and The Swimmer taking shots most of the night. Once we all called it a night, The Swimmer and I came back to my place and etc. This time was way better for me. I was definitely satisfied, but he kept going and going and nothing, too many drinks. We had a bunch of hysterical laughs though, so it was fine.

Sunday, we were parked on the couch in our underwear all day watching football. Such an ideal day for me and it was for him too. There was lots of groping going on, which is one of my favorite things, I'm all about the groping. We went for sushi and then cuddled in bed all night. Monday (yesterday) was pretty much the same thing, on the couch in our underwear with lots of groping. We made it out of my place once to meet up with Crazy Girl and one of my neighbors for lunch. Otherwise, lots of groping and making out and etc. last night.

Today, we spent most of the day cuddling in bed, he really didn't want to get out of bed because he knew once he did, it really meant that he was going back to LA. Yesterday and today, he kept saying how much he likes being with me, how much fun we have, how we get along so well, etc. Last night, I tried to ask him why he came to visit, but I wasn't very clear and he didn't catch on. I told him how I was in shock that he actually came to visit and he said that he just really wanted to see me. So, hmm, not sure what that means, but whatever. After more cuddling and a late lunch today, it was time to take him to the airport. I went in with him and he checked in and we walked through the security line, holding hands. When it was time for him to go without me, we started kissing, no tongues or anything though, come on now - I rarely makeout in public! The security guy asked us to step out of the line while we said our goodbyes. I didn't know what to say to him at that point. I told him that I had such a great time, he's welcome to come visit again whenever he wants and that I'm really glad he came. He said that he had the best time and he just might come visit me again and for me to drive home safely. I have to admit that I was very choked up as I walked away from him and still am.

So, I just don't know what to think about it all. I just know that I had a phenomenal weekend and I'm sad that it's over. It was really nice having someone around who likes to do the same things you do and who you get along with so well and who you don't get sick of being around. I also know that if I lived in LA or if he lived here, we would be together. But the fact that we live on opposite coasts is huge. I just wonder what he's thinking about it all and what this all meant to him. If it was just a booty call weekend for him, that's fine. If it was more for him, that's fine too. I'm just wondering what he's thinking. . .

What I thought would be a relaxing night last night turned into anything but. . . Me, Crazy Girl (the girl I work with and is one of my closest friends in my city) met up with my Gay Neighbors, another husband and wife that live in my building as well as this married couple who are friends of my Gay Neighbors for a nice dinner to celebrate one of the Gay Neighbor's birthdays. (I know that was confusing, but whatever, you get the point.) Crazy Girl and I started out the night with a couple of French Martinis, our favorite drink, and went to the restaurant. Crazy Girl continued drinking, but I stopped knowing that I had already had a couple of drinks and still wanted to be able to drive home. After dinner, most of us went back to the Gay Neighbor's place and hung out. Crazy Girl drank some champagne and I hung out with the others telling funny stories and coming close to peeing in our pants. Crazy Girl then had the brilliant idea to go to the gay male strip club where we had been twice before - once on my birthday weekend and once on her birthday weekend. So, Crazy Girl and I decide to go. We get to the strip club and Crazy Girl continues drinking martinis and proceeds to get totally wasted. To simplify the story yet not leave out any funny parts, here's an overview of what happened - she drinks, talks to one of the strippers about marijuana, talks to that same stripper for about 15 minutes about the war on drugs and taxes, gets uncomfortably drunk, buys me a lap dance with some really gross stripper. . . After leaving the strip club, I decide that I need to get food into her because she is going to want to drive home at some point. We go to McDonald's and she orders and eats: a double cheeseburger, large fries, 6 piece nuggets and a large Coke. So gross and I don't know how she could eat that much, she's tall and skinny and you would never guess that she could eat so much. After staying on the phone with her for her whole drive home, about 40 minutes, I finally get to bed at 4:45am. So much for an early night!!

Woke up this morning at about 10:30am since I was going to The Couple's place for Shabbat lunch at 12:30. Had SO much fun there! I didn't leave until 6pm! It was mainly the same few people that are there when I usually go so we always have a good time. The Student and his annoying girlfriend were there as was the guy who is kind of friends with The Idiot who was totally checking me out at the Chanukah party. The guys were so excited to hear that I went to the gay male strip club last night because they are so obsessed with hearing all about what goes on there. The Student loves hearing about the strip club and pretty much comes close to peeing in his pants when we all talk about it. At one point, we were all talking about Shabbat dinner vs. Shabbat lunch and I was saying how I prefer coming over for Shabbat lunch because we always have so much fun telling stories and hanging out and I like that it's usually the same people. The wife of The Couple was happy to hear that we all weren't sick of each other. The Student then says, pointing to me, "I like this one. I'll trade her for that one (referring to his girlfriend.)" She got really upset, but we all thought it was hilarious. So now I am finally home and have eaten dinner and am preparing for a few hours of brainless tv - namely a few episodes of "Girls Next Door" that I DVRed from earlier. So tired, but it was worth it!