This is the problem that irks and frustrates me each day and every moment I am around BFF: all I want to do is kiss him.
But more so than that I just want hugs. Tons and tons of his hugs. I seriously need to find out his secret ingredient and pass it along. I am not joking - he gives the best. hugs. ever. And when he hugs me I just get so lost in it.
This should not be a problem because all I get? Are hugs.
Yesterday when I was so consumed with all this fantastical hugging (and obsessing, told you, I won't lie to ya) my cell phone text alert beeped. And for the split second before flipping my phone open, I thought the Romantic God heard my prayer and it was BFF.
Let me give you some backstory because I don't think I shared this crazy night with you guys, yet. One night, about three weeks ago, whilst BFF was at a bachelor party, me and some girls went dancing. I dance no matter where I am - so to actually say we went dancing, this meant full on press court on the dance floor. It was ours.
While dancing we attracted a group of men. Now - let me warn you, my mutual friend warned me to be friendly but not too friendly because there was a huge opportunity still for us to meet up with the boys when the bachelor party was over. So, I was friendly.
Somewhere between all my friendliness, my phone number was given.
A week later, I got a phone call from an unknown number. I didn't answer and they didn't leave a message. My rule is if you don't leave a message; you didn't call me. Minutes later, the same number left me a text message: "Hey. How are you. What are you up to tonight?"
Curious, I replied back with, who is this? Turns out it was that very same guy who got my phone number while dancing. Hmmm...who?
1. I do not remember which one out of the group of guys has my number.
He kept texting me that night but I was slow and not witty with my own responses...because well, you all know - BFF. Why would I jump to the chance with someone who was interested when there was the torment and dynamic of BFF? Why would I do that? And where does that make sense?
Let's just say, he probably got the hint straight away and stopped texting me. Then, yesterday, out of the blue:
"Hey. What's up? What are you doing?"
Okeedokee. This time, I was witty and timely with my replies. We talked via text messaging for two hours. Yes. Two hours! Usually this would annoy me that neither one of us didn't just pick up the phone. But, Hope Floats was on HBO...and I didn't want to miss anything in a movie I'd seen at least 20 times. Uh huh. I can so see why men love them some text messaging.
To wind this story up: he asked me out via text message. And I said 'yes' via the text message reply.
2. I guess this is a semi-blind date since I cannot remember what he looks like?!?
We have a date set for Friday. And I so commend him for two things: He asked me out for a Friday night before Wednesday (whoo hoo) and after I said yes, he texted me that he would be looking forward to it.
I have to admit that is always nice to hear. So, yah! Date for me.
P.S. - tonight is curdle/expiration date for BFF. Yep - I decided. He is definitely bowling tonight and so am I. He has had a very large window of opportunity to do something and he hasn't. I'll only be torturing myself to keep the window open. His loss.