It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time

I don't get on Vox for a few days and now I'm a postin' fool.

First up, Elvis is fine but he needs his insulin shots to be at 3 units twice a day. He's doing well and is fully recovered from his day at the "Cat Spa". Or the "Kitty Jail", as he probably thought of it.

Second, I got in another three miles tonight. I think I'll be ready for my part of the Big Race come February. Yay!

Third, I'm in full daydream mode while making dinner, "Why, yes, Rob Gifford, I WILL run away with you and live in a Mongolian yurt for the rest of our days", when my cell phone rings.

It's an honest to goodness REAL guy whom a mutual friend thought would be a good fit. I totally forgot about this possibility, as guys my age out here don't date women my age. They usually go for the 20-somethings, which leaves the 20-something guys to hit on us 30-something gals. I liken it to certain species of pack animals, where the established male kicks the young males out of the pack and keeps all the ladeez to himself. The young males are left to scrounge for whatever females are left. That would be me. Now, that's not to say I don't find this flattering, but I really don't find myself attracted to 25 year old guys. Sure, they could be fun in their own way, but um, no.

Anyway, we had a brief chat and determined we wouldn't be able to meet up until I get back from Michigan around New Years. I'm supposed to call him when I get back in town. We couldn't meet this week because the only night he has off work he's spending with his mom to do shopping for the Salvation Army Christmas Angel program.

*pause to let that sink in*

Yep, they decided not to give each other presents so this is what they are doing instead. How great is that?? I like him already, no matter what.

The funny thing about set ups is finding out what your friends say about you. This guy, let's call him Blind Date Guy (BDG) – otherwise Set Up Guy is SUG, and I don't really like that… Anyway, BDG said my friend made me sound extremely interesting and he hopes she didn't say more about him than he could live up to. Well, she did say he liked to travel and well, other things that made it sound like we had a lot in common. I couldn't remember. I had been interrupted thinking Rob Gifford thoughts, after all.

What he said intrigued him the most about me is that she said, "When Amy wants to do something, she doesn't wait for anyone else – she just does it." She used my Purgatory ski trip as an example, when I only had one weekend I could go skiing and no one wanted to go. So I went by myself and had a blast. Met a charming fellow while I was there, of course, but that's beside the point.

I thought that was pretty interesting, since I don't think there's anything too significant about solo travel. Apparently that's a big deal. Who knew?

Now I'm back to re-playing the conversation and wondering if I screwed it up already - did I keep him on the phone too long? Should I have ended the conversation faster? You know – that whole game thing. Men are flakes after all, and you never know what you do that turns them off.

But I'll give him a call when I get back and see what the deal is. That was supposed to be the weekend Secret Service Guy said was coming to visit but he – you guessed it – flaked.

Shocker.

I'm still in a great mood. Had a good review today and good news all around.

Just for kicks, here's a silly song for all y'all, courtesy of Southern Culture on the Skids. Not only did Brother Steve give me most of my current CD collection, last year for Christmas he gave me an external hard drive with his entire music collection. 4,000 tunes I haven't even started listening to.

Camel Walk

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