Good Lord, Another?

Yes, I had another date. I feel like I've been a datin' fool, but whatever. It's been good.

This was probably my most successful date to date (ha ha), despite my egregious lack of manners. After staying out late on Friday night, I decided to take a nap on Saturday so I wouldn't be Miss Narcolepsy on my date (always awkward). It was a good idea to take a nap. It would have been a better idea to set my alarm. I woke up at 6:00 (the time I was supposed to meet my date on U Street, a half hour away). I texted him and did my best to wake up and run a brush through my hair and walked as quickly as I could to our appointed meeting place.

We started at Starbucks--hardly original, but I knew where it was without looking--and passed a couple of hours without blinking an eye. We had a great time chatting--he has a great sense of humor and is great fun to talk to. He was very patient with my lack of timeliness (an important quality in anyone looking for date #2). After coffee, we went for Italian food, which was where my second egregious faux pas occurred.

I don't know a huge number of restaurants in U Street, so I suggested Coppi's, which is where my girlfriends and I go for a Nutella calzone (amazing, btw). So, we arrived, and to my dismay, I realized that the restaurant is a much higher price point than I anticipated (it's been a while since I've eaten there). I felt horrible--this poor guy is a teacher, after all--so, I ordered a salad instead of a meal. The only problem (aside from the obvious threat of being that girl who doesn't eat dinner) is that the salads are appetizers--meant to make you hungry, not fill you up. And they do that with aplomb. But I really didn't want to make a fuss, so I just got dessert (which, to be fair, is pretty filling).

Afterwards, we went to this fun little saloon that has about 4 pages of beer on its menu, where I found out that this poor boy doesn't like beer. And yet, he seems to want to go out again--he even asked me to call him when I got home to assure him that I got home safe.

So, yes, very patient with my faux pas in general (and what is faux pas in plural?)--an excellent date. There will definitely be a #2.