geek+nerd
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- May 11, 2010
I'm pretty sure the "P" in "PJ" stands for "procrastination" and not "planning" at this point.
I'm sitting at my computer with a 35 line long to do list to get things ready to head back to school in less than a week. Naturally, I decide to start our PJ instead.
Us
I'm Linda: 33 years old, high school Spanish teacher, nerd.
He's Dave: 45 years old, computer programmer, geek.
How we met
In early August of last year, I went out to lunch with a married friend and her toddler son. During our conversation, I told her about a wedding that I went to earlier in the summer of a very good friend who met her husband on Match.com. I then went on to lament my spinsterhood. My friend asked if I would ever consider using a site like Match, and I said no way. I didn't feel that I could handle the level of rejection that comes with using an internet dating site. I have an orthopedic disability and walk with crutches, and I didn't want to set myself up for some attacks on my self-esteem.
Being the fantastic friend that she is, she pumped me up and really encouraged me to join a site. I still didn't think I could ever do it, but the seed was planted.
Two days later, in a rush of positive self imaging, I bit the bullet, whipped out the credit card, and signed up for a month of Match. While writing my profile, I decided to be totally open about my disability, figuring that if it bothered some guy enough, he wouldn't bother to contact me. I put pictures up of me with my crutches.
Needless to say, I was shocked at the responses I got. My August was quite a busy month. Dave was the third guy who contacted me. We immediately hit it off over email and the phone. He was the only guy I talked with who didn't make me feel nervous. Right away, I was relaxed and myself with him.
We had our first date on a Thursday night, August 20. We met at a movie theater about half way between where we live (a little less than an hour and a half). I picked him up at the movie theater and then we went for dinner at a Mexican restaurant not far away. The food was mediocre, but I really enjoyed our dinner. Again, I felt completely relaxed with him. I can't say I felt sparks at that point, but I knew that I definitely wanted to remain friends with him. After dinner, we went back to the theater to see District 9 (I told you I'm a nerd and he's a geek). The movie ended and we talked about how we were both a little disappointed in it, blah, blah, blah. He walked me out to my car and then no hug, no kiss, nothing. So, I thought, "Ok. I would still like to be friends with him."
I got home and had a text message from saying he had a great time and the usual stuff. The following day, I got an email from him saying that he had tickets to a Redskins/Broncos game in November and asking me to go with him. At first, I kind of panicked because I thought it was too soon to be planning things months away and that he must really like me. Then, I thought, "What the hell? I've never been to an NFL game, and we can always go as friends if things don't work out."
Us at the Redskins game in November. It was unseasonably warm, and I was very grateful for that.
In the meantime...I had second dates with two other guys from Match planned.
A few days later, Dave asked me out again, and we decided that I would drive to his house and we would do dinner and a movie again. At dinner, I once again felt very comfortable with him, very relaxed. We went to see Inglorious Basterds (our first few movies weren't very romantic ). During the movie, I tried to give him clues to hold my hand or put his arm around me. NOTHING. So, in my head, I thought, "He clearly isn't as in to me as I thought he was." The movie ends, we both loved it, classic Tarantino, yadda yadda. We got back to his house and since I had a long-ish drive and it was late, I was leaving. At the door, he asked for a kiss. Keep in mind, I was now convinced that this was our last date because he decided he didn't like me. Stupid me, caught completely off guard, responded, "Um. . .how about a hug instead?" How lame am I!
So, I gave him a hug and headed out the door. I got home and still wasn't sure what to think. However, I decided that I wouldn't go past three dates with someone and still date others.
Dave and I talked during the week, IMed, texted, etc. We talked about my surprise at the request for a kiss and what I had been thinking. It turns out that he was just really shy (which now I think is really sweet). And, we arranged for a third date! I also had date 3 with another guy from Match and date 1 with a different guy scheduled.
Our third date was just hanging out at his house. I got there around 1 pm. I brought schoolwork to do, and he watched football while I did some work and we chatted. And. . .we had our first kiss. That was it for me!
Throughout the day, we played Wii, watched movies, ate pizza and talked. I ended up leaving at about 3 am! The next day, I canceled my other dates, and Dave and I officially became a couple!
OK. . .if you've actually read all this, you deserve a cookie, a medal and sainthood! I promise not to write so much ever again!
I'm sitting at my computer with a 35 line long to do list to get things ready to head back to school in less than a week. Naturally, I decide to start our PJ instead.
Us
I'm Linda: 33 years old, high school Spanish teacher, nerd.
He's Dave: 45 years old, computer programmer, geek.
How we met
In early August of last year, I went out to lunch with a married friend and her toddler son. During our conversation, I told her about a wedding that I went to earlier in the summer of a very good friend who met her husband on Match.com. I then went on to lament my spinsterhood. My friend asked if I would ever consider using a site like Match, and I said no way. I didn't feel that I could handle the level of rejection that comes with using an internet dating site. I have an orthopedic disability and walk with crutches, and I didn't want to set myself up for some attacks on my self-esteem.
Being the fantastic friend that she is, she pumped me up and really encouraged me to join a site. I still didn't think I could ever do it, but the seed was planted.
Two days later, in a rush of positive self imaging, I bit the bullet, whipped out the credit card, and signed up for a month of Match. While writing my profile, I decided to be totally open about my disability, figuring that if it bothered some guy enough, he wouldn't bother to contact me. I put pictures up of me with my crutches.
Needless to say, I was shocked at the responses I got. My August was quite a busy month. Dave was the third guy who contacted me. We immediately hit it off over email and the phone. He was the only guy I talked with who didn't make me feel nervous. Right away, I was relaxed and myself with him.
We had our first date on a Thursday night, August 20. We met at a movie theater about half way between where we live (a little less than an hour and a half). I picked him up at the movie theater and then we went for dinner at a Mexican restaurant not far away. The food was mediocre, but I really enjoyed our dinner. Again, I felt completely relaxed with him. I can't say I felt sparks at that point, but I knew that I definitely wanted to remain friends with him. After dinner, we went back to the theater to see District 9 (I told you I'm a nerd and he's a geek). The movie ended and we talked about how we were both a little disappointed in it, blah, blah, blah. He walked me out to my car and then no hug, no kiss, nothing. So, I thought, "Ok. I would still like to be friends with him."
I got home and had a text message from saying he had a great time and the usual stuff. The following day, I got an email from him saying that he had tickets to a Redskins/Broncos game in November and asking me to go with him. At first, I kind of panicked because I thought it was too soon to be planning things months away and that he must really like me. Then, I thought, "What the hell? I've never been to an NFL game, and we can always go as friends if things don't work out."
Us at the Redskins game in November. It was unseasonably warm, and I was very grateful for that.
In the meantime...I had second dates with two other guys from Match planned.
A few days later, Dave asked me out again, and we decided that I would drive to his house and we would do dinner and a movie again. At dinner, I once again felt very comfortable with him, very relaxed. We went to see Inglorious Basterds (our first few movies weren't very romantic ). During the movie, I tried to give him clues to hold my hand or put his arm around me. NOTHING. So, in my head, I thought, "He clearly isn't as in to me as I thought he was." The movie ends, we both loved it, classic Tarantino, yadda yadda. We got back to his house and since I had a long-ish drive and it was late, I was leaving. At the door, he asked for a kiss. Keep in mind, I was now convinced that this was our last date because he decided he didn't like me. Stupid me, caught completely off guard, responded, "Um. . .how about a hug instead?" How lame am I!
So, I gave him a hug and headed out the door. I got home and still wasn't sure what to think. However, I decided that I wouldn't go past three dates with someone and still date others.
Dave and I talked during the week, IMed, texted, etc. We talked about my surprise at the request for a kiss and what I had been thinking. It turns out that he was just really shy (which now I think is really sweet). And, we arranged for a third date! I also had date 3 with another guy from Match and date 1 with a different guy scheduled.
Our third date was just hanging out at his house. I got there around 1 pm. I brought schoolwork to do, and he watched football while I did some work and we chatted. And. . .we had our first kiss. That was it for me!
Throughout the day, we played Wii, watched movies, ate pizza and talked. I ended up leaving at about 3 am! The next day, I canceled my other dates, and Dave and I officially became a couple!
OK. . .if you've actually read all this, you deserve a cookie, a medal and sainthood! I promise not to write so much ever again!