For the times they are a changing....

On Wednesday night, the second date, I got in CJ’s car after he opened the car door for me, placed that huge Care Bear on my lap & then listened to his ipod. That’s when he turned on Bob Dylan’s “The Times they are a-changin” & it couldn’t have been a more appropriate time to hear that song play. Things are completely different & I’m starting to like it. The big CareBear is what he won for me at Dave N Busters. He used his own tickets & wanted me to have something to remember the awesome night of mini golf, ice cream, & video games. The awkwardness of the dreaded first date with a new person dissipated & I think we got a lil more comfortable with each other. He took my hand to lead me to play “Mrs. Pac Man” & “Deal or No Deal” & it flowed. The end of the night kiss…flowed too. He apparently is a very nervous man so he was fumbling his words for the 3rd date, so I just grabbed him by the shirt & kissed him again to stop the stuttering. It was a pretty good 2nd date & I’m so glad we decided to do something more casual. One thing I love to do in a relationship is play. You gotta play with each other, you gotta like each other, you gotta get comfortable. So…what next?

The weirdest thing about CJ is that his mom works with my father. What are the odds of meeting some random guy at a bar & him knowing your father!! I’m still hung up about it. But he’s still new. Oh so new. I hardly ever get to the first date with a guy, little alone a second or third so I guess this one might be a serious. I have to think of things…Perhaps I’ve been hurt, strung along, locked in the friend zone, or just been treated too badly to not have to sit back & be like: Do I really want do this with him??

My friend Erin brought to my attention that I’m probably going through my quarter of life crisis now. That deserves its own post tho. I’m going to be 25 years old in about 2 months. I haven’t given it much thought til today actually. I was telling her about CJ & I was looking for a dress for our 3rd date & I was so indecisive she had to help me out. I was stuttering myself & fumbling my words. I guess I’m nervous too with him. Almost 25 & all the sorta relationships I’ve had have been disasters or wind up just being that I hooked up with a guy for a while but nothing became final. This will be my First REAL Adult Relationship. I’m not talking about sex or experiences; I’m talking about the relationships where he might come over for Sunday dinner with the family. I mean a real relationship with the title of boyfriend & girlfriend. A relationship where it might mean something…


I’m going to give it a chance with him. I want to know his favorite color, know what stores he’s likes, what is his favorite childhood memory, what he thinks about before he goes to bed, what are his dreams like, would he take me to the zoo, find out if he snores, what it’s like to make out with him more than the few seconds we have, find out other than Terminator 2 what his favorite films are, & then, & then… While we were sitting eating our ice cream I accidentally got my hair that frames my face in my mouth & he moved it away for me. I wonder what sweet moment will be next. You gotta take that step.

I march to the beat of a different drum…I think he does too. Maybe it’ll work, maybe it won’t, but I going to try. I’m going to put myself out on that limb for a little bit & see if I want to stay. Regardless of anything, I won’t forget him because I now have 3 foot tall Care Bear. Hehe. btw...Thank God it's Friday!!! =)

Title: Bob Dylan’s “The Times they are a-changin”. Thank you Bob for writing that kickass song.