Diary of a Seattle Dater

DATE 4: SO CLOSE BUT SO FAR I received a request to communicate from an attractive man. A very attractive man at that. All the girls from ZUMBA were smitten at his cuteness muscles and seemingly qualifying credentials. An officer in the Navy, traveled all over the world, worked at Boeing, owns his own house, has a BMW and big muscles. Did I already say that? haha. From the first e-mail he proclaimed his thoughts on how beautiful I was...very flattering and hey a girl could get used to this. I finally responded to him and we decided to meet up. There were a few things that made me raise an eyebrow such as he thought we could meet at a mall and then go together to find a place to eat. Ummm how about we just meet at a restaurant...I don't know you Mr. Miltary man. So we decide...taphouse in Bellevue. I arrive after work and to my surprise he was really outgoing, attractive and we seemed to hit it off well...a connection I wasn't so sure.....but I was having a good time. ...

We all know I am a humble girl. Sure, I think I am an attractive lady or at least men don't run in the other direction when they see me, so I think by logic that makes me attractive. I have dated men of all kinds. Short, tall, round, buff, dead sexy, average. I do not discriminate. ( BUT, in the end I do appreciate a good looking man!  THIS BEING said.....I had my first beer goggle experience....or I would say ONLINE-GOGGLE experience. Just don't lie about your looks...but please don't shock me. But most importantly be truthful in who you are. If you have to hide it. I am curious why you don't love yourself for you. Deep insecurities are lurking! For my third date I met up with a man who was a project manager for Microsoft, seemed to be attractive in his photos. Tall, fit, dressed well etc....................we will return to this. Joey's at Southcenter. Perfect...if I need a rescuer...dad is right up the street! We spoke on the phone and the conversat...

Communication is key. Listening to communication is even more key! They say if you fall off a horse to get back on. (Probably a bad pun to use for a dating blog, but...moving along) I got back on the horse! I set up another date. This one looked promising. Seemed to be attractive, had a good job. Seemed to find me very attractive. Perfect. Let us meet. So the day rolls around and I ask the date if we are still on. He responds by saying I will text you in a little bit and we will confirm. I never heard back so I figured I would ask once more. He said he didn't think I was going to have time. (Don't know where he got that from) But that he would love to meet me. LOCATION: Joey's on Lake Union TIME OF DATE: 8:30PM TIME DATE SHOWS UP: 9:10...Ok, in this case obviously no traffic but we did make last minute plans AND he kept updating me about his lateness. Whatever. I made friends with the hostesses in the mean time. Date finally arrives and I was quite surprised ...

After a long conversation with dad, he gave me the wise words. "Well Trish....You've dated every other flavor in the world....I think its about time you try VANILLA." Now if you know me, you know what this means! So as any well behaved daughter who takes everything her parents say seriously (wink wink) I said "You know what, he's right!...It is time I give vanilla a try" So off started my quest in search of the perfect vanilla date. I found him...so I thought...looked nice, well traveled, huge smile and had pictures with other people which made me believe he was not some psycho who only wanted to meet me to chop me up in a million pieces. And there is was planned....dinner for two at Barillo in Bellevue. EEk! What to wear...I hadn't been on a date in FOREVER...let a lone a vanilla one (ever)...what do you wear for that flavor? After staring at my closet for a good two minutes I decided it was probably the same as any flavor..and put something toget...