Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Date Report

It's really difficult to write one of these when you know that the person who you're writing about, is going to be reading it.  But if I can write date reports about some of the frikkin' losers I've been out with over the last couple of years, surely I can write about him.

So here I go...

It all started a couple of months ago (wow..only a couple of months?).  Another blogger mentioned his blog, and I took a look.  I commented on his post (about dating).  He commented on my most recent post (about dating) and next thing we're blog buddies.  Next comes the outrageous Facebook banter (not limited to me mind you - apparently no-one with a vagina is safe!) and after a few emails - he asks me out.  

Of course I tell him he's crazy.  I'm in Perth, he's in Sydney plus he's really not my usual type so seriously...what's the point?   But then my usual type isn't fucking working for me is it?!  He's very charming and we're already developing a nice I accept.  What's the worst that can happen?

He phoned me for the first time that night - we spoke for two hours.

So...then there's the four.......weeks.  What started out as a fun idea with nothing to lose, soon turned into something quite unexpected and I found myself emotionally invested in the outcome (and I knew he felt the same way).   Many, many phone calls, emails and texts (he writes a beautiful email...shit he writes a beautiful text for that matter and I know I'm probably going to embarrass him here by saying that he's quite possibly the most romantic man I have ever met).

Fuck...and that says a lot, 'cos this is where I usually BOLT.... and I didn't.

I knew he was still pretty much doing the 'single guy' thing over there.  Hey, it didn't thrill me but to be honest I'd prefer that, to me being the first woman after his wife - you all know my thoughts on 'fresh meat' by now.'s ok.

So..shit I'd better actually write about THE DATE!

After a build up that nearly frikkin' killed me he arrived in Perth.  Our date was set for 7pm on the Saturday night.  We'd agreed that even if we totally repulsed each other...we'd greet each other with a kiss on the lips. Seriously....and I know this shit 'cos I've been on a LOT of 'blind' dates,  you NEVER know 'til they are standing in front of you.  You can't fake chemistry and we both knew it.

But it was not a problem :o)

One kiss and that was it.

We caught a taxi up to Kings Park, a beautiful spot overlooking the city. long have we been holding hands? (I don't do that).

Our relationship to date had been lots and lots of talking.  We really enjoyed each other.  So, we both thought our first date would be an extension of that.


But there was kissing.

Kissing at the Whispering Wall.  Kissing at the War Memorial Lookout.  Kissing on the park bench (and there were ACTUAL for real fireworks across the river). was a Kissofuckinrama!  How old are we again?  Actually, I do recall a 'milkshake break' in there somewhere but then it was just straight back to the kissing.

We finally dragged ourselves off to a nice wine bar where we did manage some chatting...and more hand holding (oh god who IS this person?).  And then...back to his hotel.

No. I'm not telling so I think we'd better...

*insert elevator music here*

I caught a taxi home about 2am.  What?  Well of course not.  I don't do sleepovers on a first date...remember?

Part 2 of our date commenced mid morning on the Sunday, although unfortunately I wasn't quite ready when he arrived and was still in my bathrobe...

*yada yada yada* (that one's for you Nic!)

The weather was beautiful so we shared some fish and chips down at the foreshore and then I apparently fell asleep on the couch in front of the MOST BORING MOVIE EVER.

He got to meet the brats a little later.  It was nice :o)

He caught a taxi back to his hotel later that night. And, that was the last time we kissed.  He flew out on the Monday.

Holy crap just had to have a little cry baby break where was I?

Oh yeah... he left.

But, we have made plans to see each other again.  We're doing it.  For as long as it feels right.  

And it does feel right.

EDIT - shut up.


Casey said...

Nice, does sound very romantic. Any pash rash?

lastchancetraining said...

Great story Frankie - and welcome Bam Bam :)

Friday said...

Naaaaaaw.... I love it!

Nice work. I was gonna say something about pash rash too but Casey beat me to it.

Im happy for you hon.


Frankie said...

Thanks ladies..and there was no pash rash. He's a very clean shave!

Ms Smack said...

He is so lovely and I reckon you're a great match.

Wonderful to see you both so happy and lovey-dovey.

Seriously, this post is dripping in sweet-ness.

Forget the 'first chick after wife' stuff. He's a long-termer, and he'll probably long-term again.

Get ready.


Frankie said...

he he..yeah Ms Smack it was an awesome first date and I'm looking forward to more...of everything. x

nwtrunner said...

From northern Canada - here's to you both :-) Nice to hear that you've found someone that treats you right Frankie and am sure you'll reciprocate. Congratulations.

Nicole said...

I got nothin to say... I'm just smiling :)

Frankie said...

mwah! thanks Alasdair!

Nic..doing a lot of that myself these days :O)

Shar said...

awwww I see cherubs, fluffy clouds, love hearts, baby rabbits hoping about.....(opps maybe not the rabbits)
Very lovey dovey and its great to hear coming from you Frankie, you deserve it!!!

shar x

Bambam said...

Hey honey. It's nice that you get me, too. Not everyone sees the romantic in me.

Word verification: PROOD. And I'll translate that as "proud" (which I am) and not "prude" (which you aint)!!

Kisses across the Nullabor xoxoxo.

Frankie said...

Thanks Shar - it's about time!

Bams - stop making me smile so much, my face hurts x

fingers said...

What sort of sickos kiss at a War Memorial ??
It's worse than making out during 'Schindler's List'...

Kerry W said...

Finally, some feel good soapies! :P Glad you're not on those magic mushrooms though, and I don't have to wear my

Anyway glad the universe has brought all manner of happiness and blessings to you...finally! I hope it continues. You deserve it! XOX

Frankie said...

Fingers - not only that but we were kissing at the war memorial surrounded by Japanese THAT is sick!

Thanks Kerry xxxx

Friday said...

@ Fingers - that comment made me laugh! So funny.

: )

Bambam said...

What better way to say "Make Love, Not War" than making out at a War Memorial?

By the way, the whispering wall is pretty cool. She could hear me saying "Fingers is a cunt" from 30 yards away!!

Frankie said...

I concur.

Flea said...

That's so awesome Frankie!
Hi BamBam, you look after my friend and always be honest and treat her with respect, she deserves it coz she's a great girl.
p.s Frankie, we should arrange a walk together maybe near Scarborough or something, you catch a tan for when Bams are in town again yada yada yada.

Iris Flavia said...

That sounds great! Except, certainly, for the looooong distance!

Frankie said...

hahaha thanks Ms Flea! Yeah we do need a catch up! This weekend I am fully booked though as Girish is visiting.

Hey Iris. Thanks. Yeah why is this country so bloody big??

Memphis Steve said...

I almost missed this blog love story! Well, I have seen you around for quite awhile and got a good impression of you. And of course everybody likes Bam, so this is really fantastic. I hope it continues to go well. Congrats to both of you on a successful blog-date and everything that went with it.

Frankie said...

aww thanks Memphis. I love that everyone is so happy for us :o)

Em said...

yays!!! so so so happy for you both and Frankie's in luuuuuuuurve!

Frankie said...

:oP he he

Q said...

Good fucking reads !!!

Frankie said...

haha Hi Q! Glad you enjoy!

fingers said...

BTW, could the army of sexually-repressed female urban guerillas threatening all sorts of harm to my little mate Bammers if he mistreats Frankie please take a break.
You don't see me running round like a mad Mozzie promising to shoot Frankie in the face if she makes Bammers cry.

Frankie said...

fingers - well all they know about Bams is that he is a funny little man with a big club. I'm sure they'll take to him.