HABS GOING TO GAME 7 BITCHES!!!

It's time to celebrate LES BLEU-BLANC-ROUGE — Habs are going to game 7 v. Pittsburg bitches!!!!
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Date #2 With Frenchie

Psssst if you haven’t read about our first date, catch up here.

So, date #2! The Frenchie invited me to a BBQ + watch the Habs game this past Saturday night at his friend’s place. I have to admit that I was nervous. I hardly knew the guy, and now I’m already meeting 10 of his good friends! But, surprisingly (again) it went very well! I was worried becuz his friends are French, but in reality I speak French fine, and his friends turned out to be such nice ppl, that it didn’t even matter.

He gained points with me all evening long ;)

U know what i’m talking about girls = ur secret little checklist when ur on a date! 

He got the healthy food from the grocery store for us to cook on the BBQ (CHECK= he’s healthy), I brought the wine, he drove us there (we met at his place first), he introduced me to every person in the room (CHECK = he has manners), he let me sit in the comfy chair and didn’t leave my side all evening (CHECK = he made me feel super comfortable), he got me snacks becuz the food was taking a while to cook and he made sure my wine glass was always full (CHECK = he’s attentive), he made sure I got all the food I wanted and filled my plate with all the stuff I liked, he explained all the jokes that I hadn’t understood, and he saw that later on in the evening that I yawned and 5-10mins later we were walking out the door. He definitely knew how to integrate me and make me feel comfortable! I like this dating an older man thing ;) hehe

So, at that point we went back to his place. And his place, let me tell you. Is awesome. I even asked him to break it to me softly and tell me who decorated his place (I thought maybe his ex-girlfriend, his mom....) but it was him! He told me his inspiration and where he bought everything. He even has a few gorgeous art pieces that he'd bought himself. It’s masculine and sexy, and comfortable. Again, the checklist, “check check check” = he has an eye for art and style.

Plus he’s big into music. I’m BIG into music, and he seems to know more than me. His friends all go to him for the latest/best music, and his ipod is always the entertainment for the evening. That’s cool. Big CHECK! Lol

So, after the BBQ, we hung out on the couch at his place and he played some great music I had never heard. And it was late. And I’d had almost a whole bottle of wine. Was too tipsy to drive, but too comfortable to leave ;) Long story short, I stayed over. But now now no judgment; I was a good girl and he was a gentleman. But, yes, it was a fun evening with hardly no sleep! That’s as many details as you guys get on that!! LMAO 
 
I’m sure by now he’s wondering what I’m saying about him on my blog. As you remember, from my last blog post, he knows about it and thinks it's cool. He even chose his nickname: The Frenchie.
So far i have nothing bad to say: it’s all good things! I mean, he even made me a quick breakfast before I had to rush out of his place the next morning to do all the things I need for Mother’s Day!
 
Stay tuned : date #3 is setup for Tuesday night at my place. I’ve offered to cook him supper. Now, what the hell do I make?!!!! AGH! I need something simple that I won’t ruin/burn, but something interesting enough to impress him ;) Any ideas fellow cooks?

The Frenchie

So.... exciting news :: update on last night's date = it was amazing! Maybe the bouncer has FINALLY let me into the ‘normal’ pool of guys (long story that I’ll explain this weekend! Lol). The date was so good in fact, that I woke up at 4am and couldn’t get back to sleep for hours because I was really excited.

And yes, maybe I am jumping the gun here, but I think a little bit of happiness is good for the soul ;) Even if it doesn’t work out in the end. Right girls?! 

So, let me tell you everything! First of all, I had a crisis at 5pm, when the restaurant/bar I had made reservations with 2 days prior, called me to CANCEL my reservation! Or actually, to tell me that they simply don’t make bar reservations on nights when there are hockey games!! There had been a mistake made when I had called on Tuesday. I was beyond furious! How dare they call me 2 hours before game time! Making reservations anywhere else in the city would have been impossible at that time!

So, I text my date and explain the situation. Totally in distress. And surprisingly, he said: ‘No problem, i’ll go to the bar an hour early to get us seats’ !!! Wow, I was super impressed! The date hadn't even begun and he was in my good books!

So, 2 hrs later, I get to the bar, and he’s even more good looking in person than in his pictures on the internet. BTW we met over Zoosk — he is the last one I've decided to talk to, because so many of the Zoosk guys are after one thing... and I am getting annoyed! All the things I had sensed about him from our emails were accurate: he’s laidback, funny, chill, speaks English amazingly well considering he’s French, and he was honest about his profile. Plus in person, our conversation flowed so easily, that I can hardly remember what we talked about for 4 hours. And even though the big hockey game was on the big screen, I hardly watched. Which is pretty shocking for me! He was just really interesting to talk to.

I even told him about my blog, and surprisingly he thought it was great! He wanted to know what I was going to write about him, which of course I didn’t tell..... and he’s probably dying to know today! Hahaha At least, for him, he was the one who decided on his nickname : The Frenchie. Which I think it really appropriate, because while leaving the bar he kissed me ♥♥♥ and man he is a gooood kisser! Not like Mr. Teeth Kisser from a few weeks ago! Ewweeie lol
 
So, on my drive home, I was already being a typical girl and hoping he was going to call me in the next few days to make plans. But, I didn't have to think about it long, because he texted me last night to say he had a great time and hopes to see me again soon! YAY!
I'm not sure what the plan is for date #2, but I’m really looking fwd!! Stay tuned and have a great day chicas! xo AND GO HABS GO!!!!!

Date Alert!

Ok, so get ready for it again! I have a date with a random on Thursday this week. Don't worry friends, nowhere sketchy i promise. We're meeting at a well known resto/bar that will have the Habs game playing. I made reservations in the bar (aren't i a great date?! lol).

GOOD thing= there will be something entertaining to watch if the conversation doesn't flow... BAD thing = i'm pretty much stuck there until the end of the game (±3hrs) if the conversation SUCKS!

Oh well, i guess i'll see... So, do you want to stats of this one? Well, for one, he's not extroverted like The Naked Guy (which is  a good thing). I met him on Zoosk... He says he's rarely goes on dates (good thing i think!). He is 34! Big change for me, since the guys i seem to meet are always closer to the 24 range!!  He seems really down to earth, enjoys playing sports, we like to do same kind of activities (walking, learning to cook, etc) + he goes to crazy parties just like moi ;) So, he could be a match, but let's not get ahead of ourselves! We will know alot more Thursday evening. I'll tweet u on how good or bad things are going ;) hehe follow my tweets here

wish me luck chicas -- any advice for this one? ;)

When i'm Drunk....

Going out and celebrating the HABS victory last night (YAAAA BABYYY!!!!!!) reminded me that Roxy + drinking can lead to some bad things. Here's a short list of "Roxy-drinking-risks"...
It's entitled:  When I'm Drunk...

• My phone should be taken away from me, or at least have a “sober test” programmed in!
• I LOVE Jack ;) although i do love JD sober too...
• I like to skip!
• I call all kinds of random people from my phone book (hence the need for the “sober test”!)
• I love all my friends so much that i sometimes start to cry
• I slap people
• ... just because i think it's hilarious...
• People usually luuurve “Drunk Roxy” (unless i'm slapping THEM!)
• Now that i'm close to 30: I should not mix, or i WILL be sick.
• I shake my booty like you've never seen a white girl shake it before!
• I end up on the floor when I've had one too many (ahem... New Year's 2007)
• I have almost thrown a 3 year old into a bonfire...
• I have held a wine glass with my toes and had someone drink from it
• I have had a light-saber fight (and won)
• I have dislocated my knee, more than once...
• I have given many lapdances (to some VERY lucky people!)
• Many times, I have regretted my actions the next morning
• I have told my ex-mother-in-law that i was going to have her son's children in 4 years from then! (hence the regretting my actions...)
• My true feelings usually come out
• And i always always always feel like crap the next morning
  
  
  

  Moral of the story? I need to stop drinking!