Last night I had the pleasure of going on date number 2 with Cookie.  He texted me to say he was going to try to take his meeting on the road.  It wound up being a web conference and so he couldn't do that.  He headed out the door from work at 545 and started to make his way to mio. 
When he got there he gave me a big hug, picked me up and kissed me on the cheek.  We talked for a bit and he met Spike. We had to get to the metro so that we could catch the train and get down to the national mall.  So he drove to the metro station. 
He proceeded to tell me that he was exhausted and he went to sleep at 4 am, but that he didn't want to cancel.  His roommate works with him and has dubbed me Internet Chick.  Apparently, they had a conversation yesterday about me.  He said that the roommate was like you're going out with IC again? Cookie's response, yep.  He was like that is more dates then you've been on in six months.  I laughed and was not going to reveal that I had been on probably 7 or so dates in the last month. 
We got down to the mall, claimed our spot and started chowing down on our picnic.  About half way through the meal we were talking about what was going on with me this week/weekend, and he asked for a third date.  I was like yeah, now you're going to tell your roommate that IC has tricked you into asking her out for a 3rd date.  haha.  So on Friday he's going to make me dinner.  That should be fun! I am hoping he's going to make me dinner at my place since I don't feel like driving out to his house since he lives with a married couple and their two kids.  I guess we'll figure out the details as the week progresses. 
The night was perfect, no humidity, which is a true rarity here.  As the sun went down, Cookie positioned himself behind me and started rubbing my back, and playing with my hair.  Divine.  Guys if you're reading this, most women like their hair played with... or maybe that's me! haha.  We drank all the Sangria, and it was good.  I am going to have to make it for Kristyln for our next wine night. 
In our conversations last night, I can tell he definitely is falling for me and vice versa.  It's a fun place to be, but like I said it's scary.  At the end of the night, he came in for a bit and we were trying to kiss.  Spike wanted to join in, and I was not impressed.  I love Spike but come on, a girl needs some human lovin in her life. 
So it would seem that things are going well.  I should be elated right? I am.  But I am starting to have freak outs, maybe because I know he likes me a lot and I like him.  It makes tons of sense right? I know it doesn't. I was compelled to text WC last night after Cookie left.  I don't know if it's like resistance to commitment because I wanted to have a bunch of fun before I settled down, or my ability to sabbatoge anything that is remotely good. 

Cookie texted me when he got home that he had a great time and he can't remember the last time he had so much fun on a date. At the end of the night he started to fade because he was tired. I felt bad for him and was worried about him driving home.


Hope you're all doing well.
SB  Cook