Citygrrrl

Drinks with CLG went pretty well. He’s a nice Jewish boy from NY. I think I didn’t contact him originally via ConnectWithMe because he’s short. He was cuter than his photos though. He was also fun to talk with. We shared some online dating stories and talked about how we experienced 9/11. At the end I felt like he was in a hurry to leave, and I’m not sure why. I may be too tall for his taste. I think he wants kids, which could also be a deal-breaker. He only recently started dating older women. When I say older, I mean within 8 years. I’m 4 years older than him, which isn’t a big deal in my book, but it might be in his. As I say rather frequently these days, we’ll see.
After the date, I went to a birthday party. When asked why I was getting there so late I told the birthday-boy that I’d had a date over drinks and he said, “Oh yeah? How’d it go? Never mind, you’re here so it couldn’t have been that great.” It was an interesting point. I’m not sure what CLG would have made of this particular group of friends or what they would have made of him. I’ve never brought a date to one of our gatherings. I’m worried that any date I brought would feel like they were under a microscope. These are mostly a group of my guy friends. They all have spouses and significant others but I suspect they would be rather protective of me when it came down to it.

Anyway, I’m off to hang out with my ex husband and his girlfriend. I like my life!

A quick word on the party Saturday night.  I had such an amazingly fun time!  There were no reconciliations between anyone who doesn’t get along but they avoided each admirably and seemed to have a good time anyway.  I can’t really ask for more than that!  It was nice to see friends that I haven’t seen in a long time and it was nice to see those friends hanging out and chatting with other friends.  My housemate and I scored several nice bottles of scotch and bourbon too.  Unless we become raging alcoholics, we should be set for booze until Spring!

Thank goodness, I feel better today. I’m still doing the cranberry treatment which is making my mouth taste kind of icky but at least everything seems to be under control. I’m doing party prep this afternoon. Tonight I’ll head out with R-. It looks to be the dating classic — dinner and a movie. I’m looking forward to it!

The party tomorrow should be interesting. It’s looking to be about 50 people, and there are some interesting dynamics amongst the crowd. You’d think now that we’re pretty much all entrenched in our 30’s that everyone would be able to get along like grown-ups. Instead we have these dumb little drama circles of “who done who wrong, when.” Whatever, I expect people will avoid each other if they must. I suspect some won’t stay very long anyway. I’m actually secretly hoping that some of the people who are on each others shit-lists will take this opportunity to reconcile.

I myself have at least a couple of ex-lovers coming, if they can keep their girlfriends on board for it. That’s always the kicker with these guys. Their girlfriends aren’t always too keen on me, and the nicer I am to them, the less they seem to trust me. Again, whatever. Clearly their boyfriends chose to be with them, not me, so I don’t understand why they feel threatened. I wish our culture didn’t encourage us to be so competitive with each other.