I had my last first date today. For those of you who know of my whorish ways, this may be a shock that’s larger than a bread box; but I am officially off the market… and she’s the one. I know it with the certainty of my own name.
Ours was a chance meeting – I was just passing a store that could pound a nail I didn’t know was sticking out until I saw a place selling hammers. Sydney seemed to be waiting for me. Almost six feet tall with a crown of dreadlocks draped just past her shoulder, her look was almost regal. Words were a melodic mélange of Caribbean, British, and Spanish flavors that reflected her Jamaican upbringing and British prep schooling. I could sit for hours just listening to that voice.
Courtship moved so quickly – within moments of our meeting Sydney was massaging my neck and shoulders. And that was before she really started to work on me. Forty-five minutes later I knew I was in love…with the best haircut I can remember and I was off the market for a new barber.
It sounds like a first rate first date. Congratulations! Best wishes for a lifetime of happiness together.
Super smiles from Boston.
I couldn’t be more thrilled for you… this makes my heart so happy.
Welcome to the club
What a lucky man you are! Hold on to her!
congratulations… really, I congratulate you with jealousy since I’d like to be in your place, and with a little bit of a broken heart too.
I’m so jealous – I once had what I thought was a lifetime thing, but one day he vanished into the ether. I thought I found another true love, yet after eight happy years together, she too vanished. I’m still on the market.
May yours last forever.
i’ve been seeing someone for almost a year now. we get along great but i’ve changed. it’s not her, it’s me. i think i’m ready to move on.
Ah! I fell for it! You tricked me!
my jealousy reached new limits. After I read this, I needed reaffirmation, so I called him, the unique, the only, made a date for the afternoon, and got a long due haircut and highlights. It was the only option I had.
When you know, you know.
i have to say, i was just thinking that your blog is so great to read, then i thought you’d fallen in love and the rest of your posts were going to be schmoopy. i do hope you fall in love. but try not to get schmoopy.
i recently ran into my hairdreser (whom i hadnt seen in quite a while) he ran up and hugged me… saying…
“OMG i thought we broke up!! but im glad to see youre just a shaggy mess!!”
sooo…umm he made me an appt for next week…
xoxo
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