Lovelies, I sit here writing to you from the wonderful Hampton's yet again! It's a blast, but I hardly find any time for myself, let alone my blogging! (so when the time does come to blog, I usually want to pass out I'm so tired!)
This past weekend was great and BUSY! I actually managed to go on TWO dates on Saturday! (one lunch & one drinks/dinner!) And I also got in my voice lesson in the morning and my guitar lesson in the afternoon! (I have my guitar lesson in Central Park, so that was fun - and my teacher is so kind & does a great job teaching me!)
Now, as for my dates - well one was OK and the other one was GREAT! (the OK one was the lunch date, and he was nice, but I don't think he was for me - plus his eyes kind of bulged out and he was a little short. But beggars can't be choosers, so I put on a good face & tried to get to know him as best I could...) But the GREAT date - well that was a different story! He was magnificent - and was a cellist, getting his MBA, tall as a tree and built like a Greek God. Plus, he was funny, thoughtful and charming....
My lovelies, why oh-why when I like the fella does he never call me back or ask me for a second date?! WTF?! I'm a nice girl (but I can't flirt to save my life) but I smile, ask nice questions, try to say interesting things, flip my hair, wear make up & pretty dresses... I just can't put my finger on what I'm doing so wrong that they don't ask for a 2nd date! (and NO, I don't talk about babies, marriage and the like when I'm out for the first time with a fella!)
Maybe my pheromones are no good... (can they do pheromone replacement therapy?)