For our first date, Scott and I went to the Arkansas Razorback Basketball game. Scott, being the sweet gentleman he is picked me up at my house.
Thoughts running through my head before that night approached.
- Must go shopping to find a cute outfit.
- What do I wear to a basketball game? Do I look cute, or go for the HOG look?
- I'm nervous.
- What do I say?
- I'm stressing.
- Oh dear, it's getting closer.
- Did I mention I'm nervous.
- Yep, definitely nervous.
When he picked me up, I answered the door, walked outside, then shut the door. Do I ask him to come inside for a minute. Or do I ask him if he's ready to meet my parents, because yes, I live at home! After I answer the door, I look at him in the eyes. Yep- Great Eyes.... and yes, he's tall, and cute, yep, he's got that going for him too. Ok, I can do this, I can go on my first blind date. Besides- he doesn't look to dangerous. = )
I was afraid the drive to the game would feel like forever, but it didn't at all. I quickly realized that Scott is very easy to talk too, and that we have a lot of stuff in common. For example:
- Like to be outdoors
- From small towns
- Been to Honduras on a Mission Trip
- HAVE and RIDE horses.... brownie points, cha ching!
- Love Mexican Food
- ...... list goes on.......
After we got to the game, we quickly walked inside because it was pretty cold outside.
Luckily, I know the guy taking tickets at the main entrance, so I was able to talk to him and feel and little more at ease.
Ok. The Good Part. Prepare yourself.
As we're finding our way to our seats, he stops and asks me if I want anything from the concession stand. Me being the crazy and nervous girl I am, would never actually getting anything to eat or drink in front of someone I don't even know. I know, I'm crazy! So, I say no. In the meantime, I see him starting patting his jeans, his fleece, and everywhere else on his body that might contain and pocket, then all of the sudden his face just sinks with a look of fear. His words were, you're not going to believe this but I forgot my wallet. I'm thinking, ummmm hmmmm sure, he's going to try to be funny on our first date, and use one of those famous lines, and try to get me to pay. So again I say, well, it's ok, I don't want anything, but if you want something, then I've got some money. But after I see him still patting away, I realize, oh my goodness, he's not kidding!
I honestly did not think anything of it, and did not think it was a big deal at all, but I could tell he was pretty upset about it. So, his solution was to find one of his friends at the game and borrow some money from him.
After the game I was starving and about to thirst to death, since I didn't get any food or water... ok not really. But we did head to Mojito's after the game. Who could go wrong with Mexican Food, and it's our favorite! During dinner, I think we both felt more at ease, and were talking about all kinds of stuff. I guess that night every time he said something that we had in common, I would say "Me Too" because now he gives me a hard time about it. You never know what you might say when you're sweat'n bullets. = )
After dinner, he dropped me off, gave me a hug, and asked me if we could hang out this weekend. My face lit up and all I could do was smile and nod my head yes.
It was a GREAT first date, even though he did forget his wallet. ; )
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