My Cute Lil' Bro Country Dude
I did it! I finally went on a date this winter! (So much for my 12 dates of Christmas!) I'm telling you, it is SUPER hard to get someone to meet you in real life these days. I had to put on my dating profile "Only swipe right if you can meet RIGHT now." And of course it took 3 days for one person to finally meet. But it happened! Woo!
This guy, we'll call him Bro Country. Yep. I totally went on a date with a Bro Country guy. And I Kiiiiinda liked it. Don't judge. ;) I also kiiinda hated it. Jury is still out. Lately I've been trying really hard not to judge a book by its cover. I mean, obviously I still want to be attracted to someone when going out with them. But I'm trying not to be too picky for an initial date because people can surprise you.
So Bro Country is 30 years old. Which is a little younger than I'd like to date, but he's also old enough to potentially be in a spot where he know whats he wants, so I'm open to it. It seems that the guys in the range I'm hoping to date have kids, and maybe divorced a time or two. Not that it's the end of the world, but I prefer to start a family with someone who isn't jaded to the whole idea already which is what I generally find with divorced single dads (no offense to the non jaded awesome single dads out there! ;) )
Last night I met BC at a dive bar close to my house. I really liked that he was down for that and actually suggested it. He knew I'd been driving around all day and caught in a bunch of traffic for work, so he suggested a spot RIGHT by me. On my way to the dive bar I got a notification on my phone that Donald Trump was getting impeached. As I pulled into the parking lot, I read a little about it before going in to meet my date. Then I took one last glance at BC's profile online to make sure I got his name right, and most importantly his face right. As I looked as his profile I realized that his account wasn't verified. So for added safety I grabbed my leatherman tool out of my back seat and put it in my back pocket. I practiced getting the knife part out too. Better safe than sorry!
As I sat at the bar and ordered my first drink, BC came in. Great big smile. Broad shoulders. Bro looked like he worked out. But not too bro-ey... but almost too bro-ey lol. His smile WAS really cute. It got me. Nothing better than a good smile (besides a good... well never mind. ;) )
He was a gentleman off the bat and made sure the bartender knew that my drinks were on him. Good man. We had good conversation. Nothing mind shattering. He told me about some of his goals. He's trying to get in the army at 30. Works in construction now (sexy)... love a man that works with his hands and sweats a lot. lol. And this is bad, but I can't remember what he said he went back to school for... oh wait. Criminal justice! That's right. He's trying to get into the army's police force I think. Or something like that. Interesting. Funny enough, I was picturing him in a uniform as he was telling me this story. It looked good. ;)
With all of that, he might be gone in June. Interestingly enough, this was NOT a turn off. It was more of a safety net. The commitment-phobe in me LOVED that there's an easy out 6 months down the road. :) Takes a lot of pressure off things. But then also it's an exciting gamble! What if he stays and its a great 6 months? So many possibilities. Fun!
We had good conversation and then we moved our bar stool date to the pool table. He said he sucked and then shot like his first 7 balls in! I was like dayum! But then, somehow I followed that and did just about the same thing. He ended up scratching on the 8 ball when I only had 1 ball left. So it was a good close game. I won the 2nd game but barely. We both sucked that game and took us forever to finish.
I was starting to feel the drink I was drinking towards the end of the date because I noticed I was blabbing. Also, I noticed during the date that I stumbled on a few words. Mostly because I was actually attracted to BC. Funny how that works. At the end of the night he walked me to my car and grabbed me by my hand. He had nice strong man hands. It made me feel secure. I liked it. No kiss goodnight. I probably wouldn't have said no if he tried. But it's always good to have a little more to go off of before you have a first kiss.
Oh and the reason I'm calling him BC (Bro Country) in the first place is because he actually likes bro country music. We bonded over that. There's just something so sexy about a man that appreciates the same music as you. He kind of looks like a bro too. Great smile. Nice Style. Broad shoulders. ha ha. Aaaand. I have a feeling he might like Donald Trump. :( I could tell he was strategically avoiding the subject all night. But that's something I'm willing to find out on a second date.
Speaking of 2nd date. When he got home he messaged me and said he'd love to go out again. And then ACTUALLY suggested a date on the calendar for it. Men, take notes. He didn't say, "wanna hang out sometime?" But he actually suggested the date on the calendar. Love that. So even though he might come across as a little bro-ey and there's a slight chance he likes Donald Trump (please say it isn't so!)... I'm looking forward to exploring if there's more chemistry there or not. Should be fun!
Woo! An actual successful date! Not bad, world! Oh, he suggested Sunday but I'll be wine tasting with my family that day. Hopefully it doesn't get too crazy that day and works out, but if not, to be continued how it plays out... :)
Dallas Brown is a pop country singer song-writer livin the dream!