I'm distracting myself from food. I'm hungry. I don't think you really value food until you submit yourself to a stupid weight loss competition, and food is cut from your life. So let's chat until I can officially go to lunch, and enjoy my fat free no taste salad.
Saturday Pistol Pete and I met for a quick lunch. We had pizza. It was so good. The pizza was loaded with chicken, sun-dried tomatoes, goat cheese, and garlic. Oh, and it was on hand tossed crust with the perfect ratio of cheese/sauce. WHAT! If I can't eat the food, I'm going to describe it in great detail. Get over it!
Back to the date...
First off, I gave Pistol Pete a point because he picked a good eating establishment. I mean, did you read about the pizza? However, I took the point away because he had to come straight from an event, that was held outdoors. You could tell he'd been outside, not that he was gross, but you could tell he'd been in 100 degree temps. I feel like I deserve more than to be squeezed in someone's schedule. But being the rational girl I am, I quickly gave him his point back. Blogger World, I show up to events, dates, church, meetings, and work sweaty all the time. Also, I'm guilty of squeezing people in my schedule almost always. He is a guy after my own heart!
The rest of the lunch Pistol Pete scored more points. The conversation was good, never boring, and never too quiet for comfort. He made a few comments I agreed with 100%. All good signs.
Despite the OU/OSU differences I believe we have many things in common. I haven't asked if he likes to travel. I'm scared he's going to tell me he doesn't have a passport and he's never seen anything outside of OKC.
There are no set plans of a second date. He said maybe we could get together this week. As you know, today is Tuesday. He's running out of days for the week. But I feel pretty hopeful for a second date, so I'm not too worried.