Green Thai Curry Chicken. The dinner Mr. Muskoka promised to make me my next trip home.
He did and it was delicious! I drove out his place where there was wine, and all the ingredients lined up waiting for me to arrive. I drank he cooked, I did help with some chopping, oh and I take full credit for the rice! (I am such the talented chef!!)
We had some of the cheesey moments that occur, you know a certain song comes on, and he spun me around the Kitchen. I have to say I loved it.
Then there was the small town oddities that always arise. Seeing as I haven't lived full time in a small town for awhile I totally forget how things are.
After the sledding trip I saw Mr. Muskoka's Mom before I left, who then saw my Mom at the Dentist office, and mentioned that her son had taken me out. So much for trying to keep a low profile. Also his cousin lived with my ex BF when we first started dating. Which his other cousin promptly told him.
I don't think it was too awkward for him. I don't know if he ever met C. It is possible. I know he'd been up to Muskoka...hmmm.
Anyway the rest of the evening was wonderful. We ate and talked. And then we moved over to the couch.
Thats when the fun really began. I left around 2am. But wow did I want to stay over. But I've never been that girl and will likely never be, also it is difficult as my parents kind of expect me to be home.
So this weekend I'll be seeing him again. Going fishing. Apparently he knows a place where we can catch some lunkers...I'll believe it when I see it, because thus far in my life, I've only caught Rock Bass about as big as my hand.
As for Mr. Fashion we haven't spoken in a week. Maybe that ran its course...I'm not sure. But I know Muskoka is pulling ahead.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Hard to Hear
I called Terrapex yesterday to see how the hiring process was coming along. And found out that they had hired someone else.
Grr that sucks.
I still haven't heard from the Peterborough job. I'm thinking its not looking that good either. I will call them again (for the 3rd time) later this week to see whats up. That interview was so long ago, but they told me they would get back to me either way, and when I have contacted them they've always said no decisions have been made and that we haven't forgotten about you. Thanks for your persistent interest in our company.
So when does persistent become annoying? That's a line I definitely do not want to cross.
Adulthood.
Why were we in such a rush to grow up when we were young and our biggest worry was that Mom would make us eat our vegetables and brush our teeth?
I promise I'll eat my veggies and brush my teeth if I can stop worrying about rent, cars, boyfriends, bills, and jobs.
Grr that sucks.
I still haven't heard from the Peterborough job. I'm thinking its not looking that good either. I will call them again (for the 3rd time) later this week to see whats up. That interview was so long ago, but they told me they would get back to me either way, and when I have contacted them they've always said no decisions have been made and that we haven't forgotten about you. Thanks for your persistent interest in our company.
So when does persistent become annoying? That's a line I definitely do not want to cross.
Adulthood.
Why were we in such a rush to grow up when we were young and our biggest worry was that Mom would make us eat our vegetables and brush our teeth?
I promise I'll eat my veggies and brush my teeth if I can stop worrying about rent, cars, boyfriends, bills, and jobs.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Easy to Catch Hard to Keep
Hmmmm.
Dating two boys at the same time can be a little stressful.
Trying to see both of them equally. Which is incredibly hard when one of them lives two hours away.
Things with Fashion have been moving along, and yet not moving along. I spent most of last night hanging out at his place. We watched a movie and snuggled on the couch, but we have yet to really kiss each other.
Seriously though the goatee its a little bit scratchy. How do you deal with that with someone you don't know all that well, and it does look kind of cute. Its a tough spot.
Sunday was also the infamous 3rd date. Now I don't know that it works in reality that the 3rd date is the traditional night that you sleep together. I was however invited to stay the night.
I declined.
Here's where I get all girly and worried about feelings and maybe I'm not as into him as he is to me. He called yesterday morning just to say hey and that he had a good time the other night. He called this morning to say he was able to rent the movie we had originally planned to watch on Sunday but it was out.
I didn't answer.
So maybe I'm not acting girly, but guy-y.
I will call him back later today. He wanted to get together after my soccer game...but then there's me thinking, I've already seen you 3 times this week. Back off give me a little time to adjust.
Sometimes I wonder whats wrong with me? I spend a lot of nights alone in bed wishing for that connection. And here's a guy, a nice cute guy and me making excuses not to see him.
Maybe I don't want things to go to far with Fashion while I'm waiting to see what could happen with Muskoka?
Mr. Muskoka and I have a date this Friday night. Maybe this will help to settle my mind.
Dating two boys at the same time can be a little stressful.
Trying to see both of them equally. Which is incredibly hard when one of them lives two hours away.
Things with Fashion have been moving along, and yet not moving along. I spent most of last night hanging out at his place. We watched a movie and snuggled on the couch, but we have yet to really kiss each other.
Seriously though the goatee its a little bit scratchy. How do you deal with that with someone you don't know all that well, and it does look kind of cute. Its a tough spot.
Sunday was also the infamous 3rd date. Now I don't know that it works in reality that the 3rd date is the traditional night that you sleep together. I was however invited to stay the night.
I declined.
Here's where I get all girly and worried about feelings and maybe I'm not as into him as he is to me. He called yesterday morning just to say hey and that he had a good time the other night. He called this morning to say he was able to rent the movie we had originally planned to watch on Sunday but it was out.
I didn't answer.
So maybe I'm not acting girly, but guy-y.
I will call him back later today. He wanted to get together after my soccer game...but then there's me thinking, I've already seen you 3 times this week. Back off give me a little time to adjust.
Sometimes I wonder whats wrong with me? I spend a lot of nights alone in bed wishing for that connection. And here's a guy, a nice cute guy and me making excuses not to see him.
Maybe I don't want things to go to far with Fashion while I'm waiting to see what could happen with Muskoka?
Mr. Muskoka and I have a date this Friday night. Maybe this will help to settle my mind.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Playing the Field
Ahh my weekend off.
Seeing as my work mostly sucks, especially with the drama that is constantly going on. I needed a weekend off to relax and be with real friends who I can be myself with. Not people that I have to hid part of myself from. So I begged and pulled some strings and got Saturday night and Sunday off. (Don't you love the fact that a weekend off for me is Saturday night and Sunday?)
Originally I was going to go to Peterborough, and celebrate St. Pats and a girlfriends 25th birthday. But plans changed, and I headed North to Muskoka. Where my weekend took an unexpected but very fun twist.
The evening started out with the Leafs game and a few beers at a friends place and eventually to the Pub. It was a great night full of my Muskoka friends a lots of beers. To top it off its Muskoka in the winter and therefore there was a total of 5 girls in the bar with ohh lets say 20 guys...and me being the only single lady...well here's the story.
Around Christmas I was at this same pub with some friends of mine when I had an unexpected connection with a guy there that nothing really came of as I headed back to the city and haven't seen him since then, until last Saturday night.
Many beers were drank friends were caught up with. Then before I knew it, it was almost 3am and we were being kicked out of the bar, they actually turned the lights out on us. And that's when things got interesting. Me, and Mr. Muskoka were pashing in the dark in a pub I used to manage!
The next day he gave me a call and out we went on his sled. He meant to take me to these ice caves on Rosseau, but being how late in the year it was the ice caves were kind of melted.We hit all the big lakes, Joe, Rosseau, Muskoka, up to Bass Lake for a drink.
Then we stopped on a sunny point got off then sled and kissed a little more. Nothing like doing a little kissing lying on a snow bank bundled up in all your snow gear!
So now...I'm apparently dating two guys? How did this happen? Again I'm just going to go with it. Mr. Muskoka clearly lives in Muskoka, and is the kind of guy who can build anything, and is currently building a home for himself. He can cook and wants to cook me dinner next time I'm up North. I've known him my whole life, but never really knew him.
Mr. Fashion on the other hand is a total city boy. And can show me things I've never seen.
I'll just see where it all goes. Who knows. The decision may not necessarily be as hard as I think. We shall see and for now. I'm playing the field!
Seeing as my work mostly sucks, especially with the drama that is constantly going on. I needed a weekend off to relax and be with real friends who I can be myself with. Not people that I have to hid part of myself from. So I begged and pulled some strings and got Saturday night and Sunday off. (Don't you love the fact that a weekend off for me is Saturday night and Sunday?)
Originally I was going to go to Peterborough, and celebrate St. Pats and a girlfriends 25th birthday. But plans changed, and I headed North to Muskoka. Where my weekend took an unexpected but very fun twist.
The evening started out with the Leafs game and a few beers at a friends place and eventually to the Pub. It was a great night full of my Muskoka friends a lots of beers. To top it off its Muskoka in the winter and therefore there was a total of 5 girls in the bar with ohh lets say 20 guys...and me being the only single lady...well here's the story.
Around Christmas I was at this same pub with some friends of mine when I had an unexpected connection with a guy there that nothing really came of as I headed back to the city and haven't seen him since then, until last Saturday night.
Many beers were drank friends were caught up with. Then before I knew it, it was almost 3am and we were being kicked out of the bar, they actually turned the lights out on us. And that's when things got interesting. Me, and Mr. Muskoka were pashing in the dark in a pub I used to manage!
The next day he gave me a call and out we went on his sled. He meant to take me to these ice caves on Rosseau, but being how late in the year it was the ice caves were kind of melted.We hit all the big lakes, Joe, Rosseau, Muskoka, up to Bass Lake for a drink.
Then we stopped on a sunny point got off then sled and kissed a little more. Nothing like doing a little kissing lying on a snow bank bundled up in all your snow gear!
So now...I'm apparently dating two guys? How did this happen? Again I'm just going to go with it. Mr. Muskoka clearly lives in Muskoka, and is the kind of guy who can build anything, and is currently building a home for himself. He can cook and wants to cook me dinner next time I'm up North. I've known him my whole life, but never really knew him.
Mr. Fashion on the other hand is a total city boy. And can show me things I've never seen.
I'll just see where it all goes. Who knows. The decision may not necessarily be as hard as I think. We shall see and for now. I'm playing the field!
Friday, March 16, 2007
Out of the Blue
Wednesday began as every Wednesday does. And then all of a sudden it was different. Clearly a guy is involved.
A guy came in as he does from time to time, and we got to talking as I do. When out of the blue he asks me to go with him to a fashion show the next night. I was intrigued and free so I agreed.
The next day he calls to firm up plans, and I was thinking I'd take the bus downtown and meet him somewhere as I knew he was going to be there all afternoon, but no he was coming to pick me up (plus 1). I had a great time getting ready as I get to dress up, 4" heels, sleeveless top, fancy make-up, french manicure, new purse new jacket...(not especially for this occasion but in general).
I get in his car and we go downtown to a club. And when I say club this is not a club like I've been to before. Its fancy. There's drapes up on the door, obviously a cat walk, that kind of music I can only describe as club music, no words, but not house either, more mellow then that. Some of the people are dressed crazy, other just look amazing.
True to fashion show form, the 10pm start was just after 11pm, (I say that like I know). So we lounged on a couch, and chatted about this and that. It was good. I was catching that vibe that was missing when I was out with Mr. Valentine. Lots of touching, on the knee, shoulder, hand. Lots of laughing.
But some of the things he was saying was making me very curious. He went to the University Guelph, and seeing as I lived in Guelph for a year we talked about places there ...some of the places I knew, weren't there when he was, and ones he knew were gone by the time I was. He owns a house in Burlington. Had lived downtown for 6 years but felt it was time for a change...mmm I said to myself...how old is he?
33.
How old is too old?
Is 33 too old for me? Being 25. That's 8 years, are we really at the same page in our lives? What if he's really looking to settle down? Is that something I want now? What will my parents think? his parents? How would our friends get along? What could we really have in common, me just starting out, him settling in?
Then I said. STOP. Its just one date. We're having fun, I don't need to plan my life right now. We'll go out until on of us decides to move on. Too much thinking makes me crazy! I can cross any and all of those bridges when I come to them.
After the fashion show (which was men's clothes with a few token girls in bikini's thrown in for good measure). He drove me home. As it was after midnight and he lives almost an hour from downtown not to mention the detour to Brampton to drop me off.
So he dropped me off, but didn't walk me to the door (minus 1) but did kiss me good night (plus 1). Oh yes I kissed a boy...well man. Ohmigod I kissed my first man! He has a goatee, which I'm not too sure I like the feel of kissing, but not sure I don't either (no points scored). We're going out again next Thursday,(plus 1) a more conventional date (dinner) and he said he'd call be in between just to chat (plus 1).
All around, I have the warm fuzzies.
And I shall name him Mr. Fashion.
A guy came in as he does from time to time, and we got to talking as I do. When out of the blue he asks me to go with him to a fashion show the next night. I was intrigued and free so I agreed.
The next day he calls to firm up plans, and I was thinking I'd take the bus downtown and meet him somewhere as I knew he was going to be there all afternoon, but no he was coming to pick me up (plus 1). I had a great time getting ready as I get to dress up, 4" heels, sleeveless top, fancy make-up, french manicure, new purse new jacket...(not especially for this occasion but in general).
I get in his car and we go downtown to a club. And when I say club this is not a club like I've been to before. Its fancy. There's drapes up on the door, obviously a cat walk, that kind of music I can only describe as club music, no words, but not house either, more mellow then that. Some of the people are dressed crazy, other just look amazing.
True to fashion show form, the 10pm start was just after 11pm, (I say that like I know). So we lounged on a couch, and chatted about this and that. It was good. I was catching that vibe that was missing when I was out with Mr. Valentine. Lots of touching, on the knee, shoulder, hand. Lots of laughing.
But some of the things he was saying was making me very curious. He went to the University Guelph, and seeing as I lived in Guelph for a year we talked about places there ...some of the places I knew, weren't there when he was, and ones he knew were gone by the time I was. He owns a house in Burlington. Had lived downtown for 6 years but felt it was time for a change...mmm I said to myself...how old is he?
33.
How old is too old?
Is 33 too old for me? Being 25. That's 8 years, are we really at the same page in our lives? What if he's really looking to settle down? Is that something I want now? What will my parents think? his parents? How would our friends get along? What could we really have in common, me just starting out, him settling in?
Then I said. STOP. Its just one date. We're having fun, I don't need to plan my life right now. We'll go out until on of us decides to move on. Too much thinking makes me crazy! I can cross any and all of those bridges when I come to them.
After the fashion show (which was men's clothes with a few token girls in bikini's thrown in for good measure). He drove me home. As it was after midnight and he lives almost an hour from downtown not to mention the detour to Brampton to drop me off.
So he dropped me off, but didn't walk me to the door (minus 1) but did kiss me good night (plus 1). Oh yes I kissed a boy...well man. Ohmigod I kissed my first man! He has a goatee, which I'm not too sure I like the feel of kissing, but not sure I don't either (no points scored). We're going out again next Thursday,(plus 1) a more conventional date (dinner) and he said he'd call be in between just to chat (plus 1).
All around, I have the warm fuzzies.
And I shall name him Mr. Fashion.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
Waiting Game
My interview at Terrapex went well I think. It is hard to tell sometimes though.
I should hear in about 2 weeks.
Keep your fingers, toes, eyes, knees and ankles crossed for me!
I should hear in about 2 weeks.
Keep your fingers, toes, eyes, knees and ankles crossed for me!
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Goodbye and Hello
Mr. Torn Groin showed up Wednesday night with his girlfriend.
She was there once before, but didn't stay. So I was hoping she was less of a girlfriend and more of a date...and then she was back. So I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe he's not really available. Damn.
Takes some of the fun out of my Wednesday nights...
However I've added a new crush to my list. Let me introduce Mr. Museum.
He is the Director of Education at the ROM. And he's Hot!
Seriously though he's probably too old for me, but maybe not, how old is too old? He could very possibly be married. I haven't been able to scope out the ring finger yet. Do you realize that every guy I meet now could very possibly be married? I have discovered this to my dismay. From time to time I've met a cute guy and then BAM right there in my face, wedding ring.
I guess now that I'm old I've got to be looking for this kind of thing...wedding rings and girlfriends.
What happened to the days when all the boys were single and hot?
She was there once before, but didn't stay. So I was hoping she was less of a girlfriend and more of a date...and then she was back. So I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe he's not really available. Damn.
Takes some of the fun out of my Wednesday nights...
However I've added a new crush to my list. Let me introduce Mr. Museum.
He is the Director of Education at the ROM. And he's Hot!
Seriously though he's probably too old for me, but maybe not, how old is too old? He could very possibly be married. I haven't been able to scope out the ring finger yet. Do you realize that every guy I meet now could very possibly be married? I have discovered this to my dismay. From time to time I've met a cute guy and then BAM right there in my face, wedding ring.
I guess now that I'm old I've got to be looking for this kind of thing...wedding rings and girlfriends.
What happened to the days when all the boys were single and hot?
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Terrapex
Terrapex.
This is an environmental consulting firm that wants to interview me tomorrow morning for one of two positions, right here in Toronto!
Wish me luck.
This is an environmental consulting firm that wants to interview me tomorrow morning for one of two positions, right here in Toronto!
Wish me luck.
Friday, March 2, 2007
A Day With My City
Ahh...Toronto.
I have been living here for over a year now. While I'm not exactly downtown, I'm less then half and hour away. Unfortunately I don't often take advantage of this fact, But on Friday I did.
For the first time in months I had Friday evening off, and as my original attempts to get out with friends for the night failed, I entertained myself with the help of my ever surprising Capital.
I started out as a bitter city gal, as I had to kick my way out of my apartment, due to the freezing rain/snow storm we'd had the night before that my landlord had yet to shovel (he still has yet to shovel), got a soaker while attacking the 1cm thick layer of ice on my car and then missed my bus downtown by mere seconds...
Seeing as I then had a half hour to kill I went to Tim's and got a tea, a begal, took a breath and decided to start the day over, and miraculously it became one of those days that make you smile.
Due to the freezing rain/snow storm of Thursday, it was especially quite at the Royal Ontario Museum as the school groups had canceled their trips. I was released from my volunteering duties to go and try out our new Audio Tour devices and tour the rest of the museum. There is something incredibly tranquil about wandering an almost empty museum seeing things I've seen a hundred times but learning new details of their importance to the past.
Leaving the ROM feeling very mature and in charge I went on my quest to find Mighty Leaf Tea, which T had given glowing reviews of, and a particular clothing store, both were in walking distance of the ROM so I started out.
The Tea was in the most amazing grocery store I have ever been too. I wandered around touching tasting and just generally in awe of all the yummy goodies to be had. This wasn't a typical grocery store at all. There was no Presidents Choice, no Kellogg's. Just isle after isle of yummies. Clearly, I would not be able to do my day to day shopping, as the prices were out of my range. I did however treat myself to an $8 wedge of cheese.
I then wandered to American Apparel, where I bought this bikini - oh and if you were wondering yes that is me modeling it.....I had not bought a new bikini 3 years, and decided I deserved it. Summer is coming, and seeing as I live in my bikini's...the more I have the better I think.
Feeling quite the city girl I then sauntered down the street, looking in windows and just feeling all shiny. I walked by a cute man and actually winked at him. Yes that's right I winked at a strange man, strange, but hot. As I'm addicted to shoes, and who isn't, I went into Brown's Shoes and low and behold there they were.
Manolo Blahniks.
All $798 worth. And I was able to pick them up!!! As a shoe junkie, yes my heart did beat a little faster, as this is the first and only pair of Manolo's I have ever seen in real life. *drool* Some of you may recognize these shoes from such shows as Sex and the City. The episode where these buatiful babis get stolen from a Baby Shower, and Carrie registers for them for her celebrating herself occasion.
Again clearly, they were out of my price range. Maybe one day. *sigh*
I then bought a big Cinnabon, hopped on the train back to my little basement apartment were I enjoyed a glass of wine, and well, most of my $8 wedge of cheese.
What a Friday.
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