Yesterday. Let's talk about yesterday. To quote one of my favorite very-ex Presidents "Yesterday was a day that will live in infamy." (FDR for those of you who are not into you're country's past. Don't even get me started.) Two big reasons, first being I had two dates in one day. That's a biggie because I have gone for longer than that without one. Second, I have finally come to a decision about what I need to do about Bob. Yep. To start the tale of my Saturday, I met with PG at the local Ruby Tuesday's for lunch. We had a good time talking and he even picked up the tab. Hey, I made the effort, I reached for the bill but he wouldn't give it up. After lunch we went for a walk around the local park. Very good place for these things because it was public and I still got some exercise in. Problem? Sigh, no connection, no spark and the whole time we were at lunch and during our walk I kept thinking "I wish this was Bob here instead. I wonder what he's doing now? Ugh. Don't get me wrong, PG is a nice guy and I enjoyed our conversations so far but why would I be thinking about Bob during this whole thing?! PG and I were very honest with each other and he told me I wasn't the only girl he had seen from the website (made me feel better) and I told him he was not the only guy I was talking to from the website either ( I left out the little fact that I was meeting CCG later for dinner). We parted ways not making and definite plans to get together in the near future, I called Kristen for a post date debriefing and I went home to rest up and mentally prepare for dinner.

Dinner. CCG was nice but if there was no spark at lunch with PG, the matches were wet and had no hope of lighting at dinner. He was funny but holy crap I couldn't wait to get out of Damons. Luckily my "red phone call" from Lena came around 9 so I made up some excuse about a friend needing me and I had to split. Wrong and very pathetic I know but what else was I supposed to do? Turn to him after our meals came and say "Hey, you know, you're not exactly the guy I thought you were so how about we just go our separate ways and not contact each other again?" Not my style. I stuck it out until the phone call then did my best Monty Python impression Run away, run away! Let me explaing the "red phone call" concept. That is a borrowed term from Room mate Marti. It referes to the pre-determined phone call from a friend during a first date to confirm that you are o.k. and give you an excuse to bale if things are not going well. Came in handy for me on Saturday and I intend on using it in the future.

Now, about Bob. After much consultation with friends (because that is what girls do) I have decided to bring up the subject of us moving things past where they are right now. Heck, we're almost more than friends right now anyway, just don't have the "benefits" side if you know what I mean. It makes sense. Even if he laughs in my face and tells me there's no way in hell he's interested in me like that, at least I'll know. Because knowledge is power! Ha. We'll see, I almost brought it up last night but didn't. I should have. It was too soon. I need to think this through. Plan what I want to say. Blah.

Talk about someone who has staying power. What a role model. When I grow up, I want to be like Madonna.