Wha Wha WHAT??

So far I've met 4 men.  There are more that I have spoken to that I have an interest in meeting.  I held off a little to see how things were going to go with the 3 that I had liked.  Dates, phone conversations, emails, texts..... so much to keep up with!  Never mind that I have to stop and think for a second who each is and make sure I never mix up names!!  Oh the stress of it all!!  Anyways, after the "supermarket" trip with Mr. Adorable we had discussed the possibility of the upcoming weekend for a date night.  He told me it was his busiest weekend of the year (business taxes were due that Monday and he is an accountant) so he would have to let me know.  I informed him, nicely, that I couldn't guarantee that I wouldn't make other plans in the interim since it was my weekend without the kids.  He copped an attitude!  HELLO??  I thought maybe it was just a bad day or he was stressed with work.....but really?  I shrugged it off.  That was Sunday.  On Wednesday he sent me a text message that said, and I quote, "Do you want to come to my apartment and get naked with me?"...... Wha Wha What??  I replied "Ummm, no, not so much" and that was the last I heard from Mr. Adorable.  Soooooo, with 2 left in the game (and a few on the sidelines) I planned my next date.  Smarty pants was traveling to Michigan and then to Florida and Golf was also in Florida at the same time.  Funny.  I had no date night last week.  I did, however, get a lot of new emails and talk to a few people while they were both away.  I told the new 3 that asked me out that I was leaving for my vacation on April 11, which is true, and would not be able to plan anything until after my return.  Figured I'd buy some time.  So when Golf was back in town we set up our next meeting.  I had him meet me at my office (yikes!) and told him we could walk into town and eat at the Mexican place he had mentioned he wanted to try.  I've been there.  I know it's just eh, but I didn't care and figured the company was what was really important.  He arrived at my office on time and came in to meet my sister and co-worker.  Nothing like putting him on the spot early!  I was ready to go when he got there so it wasn't too bad.  He was in jeans and a sweater and looked very cute.  He was nice and tan from his trip so his blue eyes were more noticeable than the first time we met.  He held the door for me when we left my office and again when we arrived at the restaurant.  When they came to seat us, he let me go first.  He waited for me to sit before he did.  I notice these things and think that he is a true gentleman.  We order a pitcher of sangria and dinner.  Again the conversation is easy and comfortable.  The pitcher went down easy and so we get another.  I tend to get a little more flirty and relaxed when there is alcohol involved (even though it was weak and I wasn't feeling a buzz).  I still took advantage of the subdued atmosphere and made sure I leaned in a little closer when we talked.  He mentioned, a couple of times, how beautiful he thought I was.  I eat that shit up people!!  I have no doubt he was sincere which made it even better.  He asked me if I was having a good time and if he could ask me out again.  I said yes to both and we planned our next outing.  I had mentioned to him in an email early on that I wanted to learn how to play golf.  He is extremely pleased at my interest to learn and ready to teach me!  Next date will be at a driving range first and then dinner.  I suggested the driving range and he counter offered with the dinner invite. I like this!  I know that him teaching me how to drive a ball correctly will mean he will be in close proximity!   2 pitchers and dinner finished it was time to head out.  It was already 3 hours into the date (time flies!) and I had children waiting for goodnight kisses.  I excuse myself and head to the ladies room to freshen up.  While I'm gone he takes care of the bill.  Slick.  We head out and walk about a block before he says that he is waiting for me to stop fidgeting.  Fidgeting?  Me?  I guess I was!!  As soon as I say "huh"?  he has my hand in his.  This is the first physical contact (besides the quick and careful goodbye hug at our last dinner) and I am relieved that he felt comfortable enough to hold my hand.  He is 6'4 and has big hands.  They are soft.  Mine feels safe and warm in his and I wrap my other arm around his for a minute while we walk.  Now I know I said I would never mention Porsche boy again in this blog, but I have to say, walking hand in hand with my tall and handsome date and passing by PB's warehouse made me smirk with "haha satisfaction".  We walk back to our cars and I open the door and toss my bag and my scarf in.  I can't look cute and sexy with a big scarf wrapped around my neck can I?  He is now standing about 3 feet away from me.  I mention this to him and tell him he can come closer.  He says he is just waiting for the random dog walker to pass us.  Random DW takes his sweet ass time and the distance between us now becomes painfully obvious and a little uncomfortable.  More for him than for me.  I let RDW pass us and I pull him by his sweater (gently of course) a little closer.  He is really cute and nervous (why I still don't get, but okay maybe he's a little shy?) when he finally wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me.  All I could hope for during dinner was that there would be chemistry.  So far I have liked everything about him but without knowing if his kiss goodnight would make me get butterflies in my stomach I could not possibly know if he was worth going out with again.  Well, there was chemistry.  His kisses were soft and sweet and even though he is almost a foot taller than me I was able to comfortably get my arms around his neck.  He is a big guy (not fat, just big) and I felt nice and little in his arms (HUGE BONUS!).  Haha satisfaction came again in a BIG way when PB drove by us and I turned my head long enough to look into his car as he drove by...... I immediately turned my attention back to Golf's blue eyes and kisses.  We said our goodbyes and he opened the car door for me and shut it after I was safely inside.  I drove home smiling and looking forward to our next date!!  I remembered somewhere on the drive home that I had a date set up with Smarty Pants for Friday night.  I decide that I might cancel.  I'll sleep on it and see how I feel after the butterflies have gone away.  Home.  Sleep.  Morning.  Smarty Pants calls me on his way to the airport.  As soon as I hear his voice I realize that I do indeed want to see him on Friday.  Oh boy!  We talk for about half an hour and he makes me laugh and smile and by the end of our conversation I am truly looking forward to seeing him again too.  Our date will stay set for Friday.  Golf will be calling me on Thursday to let me know if he is free on Saturday night..... (he has his son Friday and might be keeping him until Sunday).  Did I mention the Greek asked if he could come up Saturday night too?  What's that song?  So many men, so little time..... I guess I should gear up for a busy weekend!!!