The Second Date

eHarmony Jason and I went out for a second time tonight. He called me yesterday and asked if I would go with him to shop for a white shirt that he could wear with a suit. A little unsure of his intention, I agreed to meet him. So, when we met up at 8:00, I asked him where he liked to shop. He truly had no idea, and even had to look at a little note he had made to himself as to what his shirt size was. Realizing I was going to be in charge of finding him a shirt, I felt a little nervous as I've never shopped for a guy before--and everyone knows of my love for shopping! So, we walk into the first major store and literally, he chooses the second shirt I show him. And that's that, ladies and gentlemen! By this time, it's---what??? 8:15????

He suggested we go for a drink at Dave and Buster's! So, off we go! We go down to the Midway and to the bar. Drinks in hand, we go to the basketball game where I beat him soundly 3 straight times. Then we head to the car racing games where I won the first of 2. Then we go to skee ball where he did beat me twice--but then I turned around and beat him twice after that! Yes, people, I do keep track! We headed to a quiet place at the bar for another beer and I have to admit the eye tick was not as noticeable this evening. In fact, the evening was quite pleasant. I think I'll give him a 3rd date.

Dating 101

Tonight I went out with eharmony Jason. Jason is a 33 year old who just earned his MBA. I would say he is the geeky smart guy, which, in my opinion is endearing. He's quite social and very nice. Additionally, he has this knack for telling cheesy jokes---which I love! What's the downside? He has this eye tick. It could be out of nervousness, but I would be in the middle of a sentence and his tick would distract me so much that I'd forget what I was saying! Seriously! In fact, I don't remember much else about what went on! This could be a problem people!!!! What do ya'll think?

Please, Please Don't Answer!!!

I'm a bit concerned that I might have a little too much 'Y' chromosome in me. I've had this theory now for awhile.

First of all, I'm not much of a shopper. I have what I have affectionately dubbed "Mall Syndrome." Symptoms of Mall Syndrome may include, but are not limited to: anxiety upon driving up to the mall, immediate tiredness upon entering the mall, poor self esteem and depression. This has been going on for awhile now. A lot of it has to do with spending money and some of it has to do with the way clothes fit (or don't fit) me.

Secondly, I really don't like talking on the phone. I will avoid it at all costs! So, if you're wondering why I haven't called you lately, now you know why. I've not been secretive about my venture with eharmony. Recently this boy asked me for my number so he could call me. Now part of me is thinking, "Yes! That's how you do it, call, meet then decide if you like each other--don't get to know each other through email because it probably won't work out anyway!" The other part of me is thinking, "Oh know! I have to carry a conversation with someone I don't know. What will I say? I'd rather he just text or IM and we'll find a time to meet and do a little flirting in the meantime, but nothing really substantial." Now, I know it sounds like a double standard. I've decided there are a couple of reasons why I'd rather text than talk on the phone. 1) I can be doing other things while texting or IM'ing. I can leave for a bit and come back to it. 2) It gives me a bit longer to think about clever or witty things to say. And 3) It's difficult to carry on a conversation with someone when you have absolutely no history with this person. Most of the time it's idle chit chat that bores me to pieces because, truly, I could care less! Now, if you know me well, I hope you understand that you, specifically, don't bore me to pieces--because I know you. I can picture you while you're talking. But I really do dread the phone call.

Update!
In fact, said boy did leave me a message and when I called him back I was crossing my fingers that he wouldn't answer! What is wrong with me? Am I really a girl? Please tell me I'm a girl and that this is all okay!

Bring on the corncake pancakes!

I have three friends who have begun a new tradition with me. Every (well, most every) Sunday since February, Jaime, Sharon, Cristin and I have taken a trip out to Lake Grapevine where we run, walk, or run/walk about 5 miles. It's a nice fun time where we're all together listening to our Ipods (except for Sharon, she hasn't made it into the world of ipods yet--she just has her radio) with occasional bouts of conversation. We find ourselves discussing events of the past week, or complaining about the bikers who yell, "LEFT" but then choose to take up the entire trail, or discussing fun pop culture stuff like being thankful that Paris Hilton might finally be going to prison (even if it is only for a brief time). But, I can honestly say that the best part of our weekly excercise is our brunch that follows at IHOP! IHOP has recently introduced the corncake pancake! It tastes like sweet cornbread, but a little smoother to the palate. According to Mae, the BEST waitress ever, they're only around for a limited time, until the end of the month, in fact! So, I'm here to plead on behalf of myself, my friends and the corncake pancake! Please IHOP, make the corncake pancake a permanent item on your menu! For the love of syrup, PLEASE!!!! That's all I'm gonna say!

The Results Are In

I have basal cell carcinoma. It's the most common form of skin cancer and, caught early, easily treatable. The good news is, it typically doesn't spread, so I should be fine! The treatment options are cut it out, or cut it out. I guess they have to cut it out. So, I'll be going "under the knife." My main concern is scarring--which is so stupid! They've assured me that once it has completely healed, they have great treatments for reducing the scarring. I've made the appointment for June 19, which is after I get back from all of my trips. But, my dad wants me to get it done quickly so I'm considering doing it next week, depending on how long it takes to heal. So, if you see some vacation pictures and I have this big 'ol bandage on my face, you'll know why! That's provided somebody with a camera actually takes pictures as we all know I'm the only 30 year old on the planet who doesn't have a camera. Also, if you see someone in a straw hat, applying 50 SPF sunblock all the time, it's probably me! Take care ya'll and don't forget the sunblock!

It's All Vanity

Yesterday I had minor surgery! Nothing major, but for the last couple of years I've had this "spot" on my right cheek under my eye. Someone told me I should get it checked out, so I called the dermatologist for an appointment. She took one look at it and said, "Oooh, yeah... we're going to have to get rid of that." She then informs me that if it's cancerous, it's the best form of cancer to have since it wouldn't have spread. Okay, that makes me feel really good! We need to send it in for a biopsy so she stuck a needle with the dermatologist's version of novacaine into the "spot." That really stung, by the way. Then, she took a razor and scraped off the top part of it to send in for the biopsy. I'm going to have to wait a week before we find out a whether it's cancerous or not. She said I have two options for removal. There is a topical cream that I can use, or it can be surgically removed. She has assured me that if we surgically remove it, the face heals very well. I hate to think I'll have a scar under my right eye for the rest of my life! Obviously I would opt for the topical cream, but I guess the biopsy and the depth of the "spot" will determine which route we go. I'll keep you posted. Until then, I'll be walking around with a half shaven off "spot" on my face. Gross!