What Are We Getting Ourselves Into

So Saturday comes.  I get those bubble gut butterflies and just pray I can make it through the evening without being too nervous.  The only person at this dinner I am going to know is him.  I get dressed and wait for him to arrive.  Upon getting into his car (I didn't let him come to the door because my kids were around and I am not into people meeting my boys) he looked at me (eyes wide) and said "that's what I'm talking about.  I had on a black lace front dress and a pair of black peep toe heels.  Not to mention the red flower in my side bun.  At the restaurant he decided to valet park so that he could walk in with me instead of me standing at the door waiting.  We walked into the room and people started looking up and making their way over to see him.  He whispered in my ear that he didn't even know most of these people, they were just curious of who he was bringing to the party.   There I stood in my winter white coat meeting a greeting and trying to laugh because these folks were seriously thirsty to know who I was.  We found an empty table and sat down.  He removed my coat and said, "I knew you would be perfect".  Now by this point he kept staring and I kept smiling so we looked the part of a couple.  after chit chatting some of the employees that he actually knew showed up and sat at our table.  These were some of the strangest people that I had ever met before.  They were making up corny jokes about Roseanne Barr, Dinosaurs, and the philosophy of not winning to win.  I wanted to stand him with a fork and then kill myself if I had to listen to these under dressed people try to make me laugh.  In fact every time he and I would converse and laugh, they would think we were laughing at their jokes.  It was quite sad.  Thankfully another group of people we knew came in and we moved to their table.  Again we sat, chit chatted and laughed.  At least this couple was actually funny.  A photographer came by and took our picture (which I am pissed because I forgot to get it).  It was a really really good picture, so the couple took one of us.  I have emailed her like 3 times and she hasn't sent it yet. 


Anyhoo, soon it was time for casino night.  We decided to play Texas Hold'Em...well at I decided to play Texas Hold'Em with half of his chips.  Again he sat there staring at me before whispering, "there is something truly sexy about you doing this".  Again I was smiling, which made me lose concentration and all my chips.  By the time they did the raffles most of the guests were heading out so we decided to do the same.  I waited out front with the girl I was sitting with at the table.  She told me, "I don't know why you two are playing.  You should really date.  You guys are a cute couple and look really happy together."  I explained to her that who knows where this might go but right now all I could see this as being is a joke.  We left and went to the place we went to the week before for drinks. I slammed down 10-12 shots of Vodka and he 10-12 of Royal Crown.  Now I was mostly sober because I had taken in a lot of potassium before we went out (trust me it works).  All smiles we he took me home.  We sat in my driveway for about 20 minutes.  Of course he was stroking my hair again and staring at me.  "You have to get out know or I'm taking you home.  *pause Forget it I'm taking you home", is what he said and we were on our way back to house.  He took off my heels and grabbed a blanket and we snuggled on the couch, falling asleep.  When I woke up it was 730am and his arms were still around me.  Now I felt great because the potassium helps curb a hangover, but he was miserable, not to mention he had to go to work in a few hours.  He asked what were we getting into and all I could do was shake my head before getting out of the car.

Peace, Love and Chocolate