give me a ring

July 1st,
I call him in the evening and I get his voice mail.
I say "Hey! Give me a ring." I then giggle (who the hell knows why!). Then I say "Oh! This is Nikki!" Giggle some more.
Mr Stunnin calls me back. "What does your voice mail mean?"
"What are you talking about? I asked you to call me back." I am confused.
With laughter in his voice he says "No. You asked for a ring then giggled. What kind of ring are you talking about? Why would you say 'give me a ring' ... and then clarify who you are ... what kind of ring do I need to give you?"
Click. I got it! He thought I meant, give me a ring around my finger, not give me a call back. OK, he is a silly fool! My mind was not going there! Hasn't he ever heard of give me a ring? I guess people say "give me a ring BACK", but still!!! Come on! His mind went there! This does make me laugh. I tell him what I meant but to answer his other question, "the ring that you shall give me will be a princess cut. Remember that! Do not ever forget. PRINCESS CUT!"
That makes him laugh out loud.
He tells me I rock.
I tell him I know. With a princess cut.
That makes him laugh harder. He says he will try to find a princess cut from the gum ball machine.

keeping blog secrets

June 30th, 2009
We ignore each other again.
So the 2nd date was Thursday June 25th. Our next communication is Monday June 29th.
He updates his status in chat to "Nikki is awesome-er" late in the day.
I reply: thanks for saying I am awesome-er. I will not argue.
The conversation goes from there. Flirting back and forth again. I have a date that night with the gym. I tell him not to go; which is a lie for I want him to go ... us women are so confusing. I do not recall if I told you this but we belong to the same gym.
Anyways, he can't go. He is working long hours at work. I tell him I will "see" him online when I am at school. He likes that plan.
After working out and cleaning up I start school. At 12:17AM I notice he is still online. I am done with my assignments for the night. I send a quick chat asking him if I can call him. He says yes.
We have our first phone call!
We talk about religion, why neither one of us have been married (recall my Mr Right and Mr Right now speech), what we want from a partner, how sex clouds things and about love. LOVE! Anyways, he said something that really stood out. I told him my Mr Right and Mr Right Now and he says, "this is what I need. I need 'You. Me. Yes. Forever.' Once I think that then I know she is the one I will ask to marry."
Ahhh. It's kind of cave man like! Enter dream sequence { "YOU" he yells and slams down his club in front of me. "ME" he bangs his chest. "YES" he pulls me by my arm (in a loving way!) to the ceremony. "FOREVER" he bellows in my face with a smile. }
OK. Hmm. Dream sequence not so dreamy.
But whatever. I liked it! I really liked it for that is what I believe too! You, me, yes, forever! It was perfect.
We both also agree that once sex starts it's an automatic exclusive relationship.
I tell him about the blog. He wants to know the address. I said no way and then I ask why did he want to read about my past relationships? He said he would hopefully learn from it and learn more about me. I still said no. I told him how everyone had a nickname (the men do) and I never mention where I am. He gives me permission to write about him in here. For my girlfriends, please never reveal his nickname to him. I think he would be the one to Google it and find the blog! We can't have that!
The last topic is about seeing each other again. I look at my calendar and I am free on the 2nd during lunch. He is free too. We have our 3rd date scheduled.
Our phone call ends around 3:00AM and I fall asleep with a smile on my face (I might have drifted off thinking about a cave man).

would lunch dates work?

June 25th, 2009

I came up with a schedule with school. This does not look good. I can not date. I have no time to date. Let's see ... school or dating. School or dating? SCHOOL or dating. I hope it is obvious but I need to stick with school.
At the 2nd date I need to tell him I can not see him again until school is over. I have about a month left for the Summer Session.
Sigh.
After our day of flirty chats I am very eager to see him.
I have gym first. I run home to take a shower. Yes, I am dancing in there again!
Shower. CHECK. Make up. CHECK. Hair. WET BUT CHECK. Dressed. CHECK.
We meet at my favorite Italian restaurant. So far, every man but Mr P has taken me there. I always suggest it. They always like it. I know I do!
Once again it is so easy. We laugh. A lot. We have more ME TOO moments. It was FUN. But I needed to spill the beans on school ...
I tell him "Mr Stunnin, you know I am in school. I took on more than I can handle and I need to prioritize my life right now. I will not be able to date until school is over. I know I can't really ask you to wait but I can not mess up school. I do want to see you again. If you are available when school is over, which is about 4 weeks, can we pick back up?"
He asks "Do you eat lunch during the day?"
"Yes" I say and giggle a little. DUH!
"Why don't we do lunch dates? That way we can still see each other without stopping." He is looking at me intently.
I think about this. That is a really good idea. It also shows he really wants to see me. I have been studying 3 out of 5 lunches. I can get him in once a week. At least. I start nodding. "Ok, we can do that!"
We both smile.
It's time to leave. I have approximately 4 more hours of homework in front of me. I mention that to him. In the shopping center where the Italian restaurant is, they have a coffee shop. He suggests we walk there and get a cup of coffee. This man is after my heart! Can you tell?!
We stroll over there. Order our coffee. Laugh and flirt some more. We make it back to my car.
I like this man.
I don't know if he is going to go for the kiss. I want the kiss.
I pull him to me and give him the kiss.
It's slow. It's sweet. It's perfect. I open my eyes and look at him. I swallow. We are staring at each other.
I.want.him.
I turn around and leave. I head home and try not to think about him as I study.

status updates

June 21-25th, 2009

We chat online after the first date. It is not much. We have one phone call.
I am logged into GMail at work. Gmail has this thing where you can change you status to be whatever you want it to be. Work? Check. Lunch. Check. I'm eating a donut. Check. You know, just whatever you want your friends to know, you update your status to that. Like Facebook.
Alright, so, I'm at work listening to the radio and Lady Gaga comes back on. This time it is Love Game. ♫ Let's have some fun this beat is sick / I wanna take a ride on your disco stick / Let's have some fun this beat is sick / I wanna take a ride on your disco stick /Hey! / I wanna kiss you ♫
I update my status to : I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
He updates his status to : pogo stick is taking tickets for rides
Here is a snippet of our chat:

Me: Ohhh snap!
Him: To where am I to take the 'pogo stick' metaphor oh church-girly :)? No wait! Disco Stick?
Me: No comment! I plead the 5th.
Him: crap. Freakin Lola
I find this very funny. I can't tell him I want to ride his disco stick! Not yet at least! Later this day we play with our statuses. Both of us are putting up different lyrics to Lady Gaga. We hit one song or another. All with very sexual tones.
Oh! I did make fun of him for knowing who Lady Gaga was. Also for knowing the lyrics.
I update to : I am bluffin with my muffin
He updates to : I'm stunnin with my love glue gunnin
Hence, his nick name is Mr Stunnin.
This is the beginning of our chats. Long chats. Flirty chats. Playful chats. 6 hour long chats.
It is distracting. It is naughty. It is foreplay.
Our 2nd date is tonight.

poker face

June 20th, 2009
I wake up late. School is kicking my butt and I have been up late every night. I hurry to the gym and run. I go a full 30 minutes but skip the weights. I have no time for that.
I make it back home and I have 30 minutes before I need to be at the date. I open my laptop so I can dance in my shower. While I am waiting for pandora.com to open I see he is online.
I send a quick message "back from the gym. I'm hitting the showers". I giggle a little as I sent that. What man will NOT think of a naked woman?
I can be bad and that feels so good!
Oh wait. I don't know this person. I was bad and it does not feel so good.
Hmmmm.
Moving along, I see him type a message and after he hits enter it says "just finished a run myself this morning. I will see you there!"
My music comes up and I dance to Lady GaGa. ♫ Poker Face ♫
Shower. CHECK. Make up. CHECK. Hair. WET BUT CHECK. Dressed. CHECK.
Out the door I go.
We meet at the restaurant. He has an awesome body. OHHHH my WORD! NICE. You go Nikki!
We walk to the Farmers Market. Hey, it does not suck this year! There are more vendors. Lots of people. This was a good idea for a date. The conversation flows. I do not remember what we talked about but it easy. It was calm. I was attracted to him. Hey - remember me being bad earlier ... good girl Nikki! That was the way to go.
I see a friend at the Farmers Market. It's Jenni! She meets Mr Stunnin. We head back to the restaurant. We order breakfast. We have laughter. We have ME TOO moments.
I talk with my hands. A lot. I should have been born Italian. His eyes kept following my hands. I told him to stop for he would get whip lash. He liked that.
While there I see another friend. Megan. Megan comes over and realizes I am on a date. OOPSIE I can see written on her face but she stays. Megan wants the scoop! The 3 of us chat about drama of all things! Female drama that we see with another group.
Oh my. What does he think of me now? Whatever ... it's true. I am not a part of the drama but I like to watch it like a soap. If he doesn't understand or accept then he is not my man.
Three hours later I notice the time. CRAP! I need to get back to homework.
I tell him I need to go and why. I stay another 20 minutes just talking about school.
We walk outside, I wonder about a kiss but it is raining. I am wearing a white shirt. It's not a good idea to stay. I give him a hug. I feel his hard body against my body. I feel we fit. He is 5'11. The hug lasted longer than it should but it was right. I said we will talk later and I run to my car.
Starting the car the radio plays Lady Gaga. Must be a theme here. Before him and after him. Same song. She sings ♫ I wanna roll with him what a hard pair we will be / A little gambling is fun when you're with me, I love it / Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun / And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun ♫.
Damn does that fit.
I want another date.
I need to get organized with school. Get a schedule and see where I can fit him in.
He will be one that is fun to play with.

luka not lola

June 19th, 2009

The day before the date we exchange emails. Real ones where we try to learn more about each other. Here are some goodies:

I told him he worked for the Evil Blue Empire and he says:
Mwaahaahaa… I'm sorry, there's a new memo out at the evil blue empire requiring the intro to any outgoing email to include, as they say, 'an evil laughter, or its equivalent effect…' There was the usual idea requiring everyone to give the 'evil eye' to all new comers, which everyone knows is only ever supported by 'Old Man Jeb the Janitor' (actually, he's a really nice guy), but it's painfully difficult to enforce. Plus, no one can ever agree on which eye to use. You know, the evil blue empire didn't just arrive at this level of evil… it's a team effort. Go Team!

On what we are going to do on the date and of course, 5 more random things:

Mmm… game plan. I'd like to meet at (restaurant name removed), then go to the Farmer's Market, then eat. I'm flexible though, mostly I'm just planning to keep you on your toes all morning.

Five Random Things:

1. I'm growing a tomato plant (black krim) in one of those topsy turvy planters. It's far heavier than I thought it was going to be, and the wrought iron hanger it on is beginning to have a noticeable downward bend to it. Gonna have to replace or fix that.

2. My sign is Sagittarius. And, I hold zero stock in that, to which I've been told only proves my Sagittarius traits, to which I reply harrumph.

3. I have one brother and one sister, older sister, younger brother.

4. I live on the second floor, but not with Lola.

5. Turtles can breath through their butts… or so I've heard.

6. I drive a 2007 Subaru Forester, creamish in color, might be useful knowledge

So I replied:

Sounds like a plan. Trying to keep me on my toes and all on the first date.
Regarding Lola. I think her name is Luka. As in "My name is Luka. I live on the 2nd floor. I live upstairs from you. Yes I think you've seen me before." That Luka?? I am glad you do not live with her for her ass was beat. :(
To FUNNY on #5. GOOD to know. Good to know.
I hope to be accepted into an Allied Health program. My goal at this time is to be a sonogram technician. We shall see.
5 random things:
I am drinking iced tea right now. I really want ice cream.
I was locked IN my office last night. It was really funny. The door nob broke so it would not turn to open. The really bad news? I had to go potty.
I live in a house. It's just one floor.
I hope it storms tonight.
I dance in the shower. Well, not in the mornings.
I pandora.com all the time.
I did 6 (7 now) because you did six.
I just noticed you are in my chat. EEK! Damn GMail. Actually I am a GMail pimp. Pimpess? Regardless, I love GMail. I pimp it. A lot. My friend Melissa likes to make fun of me. Whatever, I just like GMail.
I have a terrible singing voice but I do not care. I love to sing. I sing everywhere. Often. Proud. My childhood dream was to be a singer. One day I was singing in the car with my dad and my sisters and that was when I knew I could not be a singer. He asked "who is singing like a dying cow?" Yes my dad said this. I was, oh, maybe 8. sniff, sniff.

So he replied:
I am so busted… You're right, it was Luka. My bad. I'll bet you a game of Hot Hands, if I win you have to sing the song to me, and if you win you have to sing the song to me. How 'bout it?
Seriously, you got locked in your office last night? That's funny, I'm still laughing at that. Did you get video? I'd like to see the video.
I had that EEK moment with GMail, too. I was all, I'm not ready yet… oh, wait.. she can't see me, everything is fine, deep breaths Mr Stunnin, deep breaths… no worries, eventually they were able to talk me down off the rafters. Actually, it was more of a 'I was not expecting that' moment, but where's the fake drama in that… 'cause, I'm all about the fake drama.
A few more random things:
You know, your shower must have a really grippy bottom or you have exceptionally good balance.
Hello, my name is Mr Stunnin, and I'm addicted to my Ipod.
I really like down hill skiing, and I'm pretty good at it.
See you tomorrow.

And the date begins in the AM.