Mach, CalSq, SCNDLS, Erin, Painted, Zombie, Desi, Chili, Punk, Psychodelicide, Jackie, and all the rest of you, it's time to dip into my business for a moment and tell me what I maybe just did or did not do ....

...Okay, what happened was....

In my singledom, I have a friend from my congregation who's been a great help to help me to hook up all electronics in my office and do random stuff around my house. This is also a really dependable ride to group functions in areas of the city I'm not familiar with. It's a person I trust to ramble around my office freely (which says a LOT for me), they bring their dog, I feed it, we have cafe latte afterwards on the terrace é basta,finito,. We get on well, but I never really thought anything of it before.

Okay...so a couple weeks ago we're at a a birthday barbeque. Everything is poorly organized, so we ended up becoming grilling partners, spontaneously running the whole affair as a kind of cooking team. At one point, when the party ran out of proseco, he had taken the last glass, and when he sat down next to me he gave me half and said "I want to share this with you" ....those of you who have paid an iota of attention to my posts over these lasts years know damned well I never turn down a glass of prosecco, as long as it's after 4pm...ok.. well, maybe 2pm

Fast forward to the dinner I promised to prepare for him as a thank you for the countless legal documents translated, electronic cables untangled, German software downloaded. One thing about me,is that when you come to eat at my house, whether we are at the table or sitting Asian style on the floor, I'm going to turn the meal out for you. I did an old school Italian 3 course meal with antipasti and cocktails beforehand. It was a great night,lotsa laughter, childhood stories shared, and he finally rolled his behind out the door at 2am. I was just happy I didn't mess up the food and nothing else, because I'm a stickler like that

So um er, uh...we see each other at Sunday fellowship and alot of us sit at the same dinner table after service. I was helping in the kitchen so I skipped eating and just came to hang at the table for a minute. So he scoots over, and says "you want to sit down?", and we're sharing the same chair. I didn't stay seated long cause I had stuff ta do, but accepted my Sunday ride with him back to the west side of town. I noticed some of our frends were looking at us sideways too.

So uuuh, next, we get outside, it's warm, and outta nowhere he's like "would you like to go for a coffee, or ice cream or whatever you'd like to drink?" I say sure, and he says we can go somewhere away from here (he said it was to get out of the sun, but I'm not sure. I think he wanted to get away from those nosy ass people at the church )....

okay...how come we ended up at the promenade by the harbor with the sand, and the ships sailing against the horizon?? We were right on the water sucking back champag-ne for an hour or so. Then we get up to leave, but why are we not walking to the car? Why are we walking to the pier to walk for another hour along the river's edge to feed birds and shit? Sharing tiramisu ice cream. No romantic movements, but chatting and walking closely with arm bumps. I don't arm bump with people when I walk next to them . The excursion ended with a an extended hug. A very extended hug. And I felt the CLINK CLINK spring into effect. For those not familiar with the clink clink movement, that would be the Kegal movement a woman has as a reflex reaction to another person when she is utterly delighted to be in their presence.

What do I want from this post and this thread? I dunno, actually. But I am having trouble reading if maybe this person and I might be developing crushes on each other. It makes me feel like I'm in Jr. High. When I'm not married, I'm used to no-nonsense, intentional, online dating pools where you go straight into these situations like " okay,let's date". I'm sure our future contact will go as usual, but was I imagining that we had a warm-ish fuzzy moment? Am I on crack?

Discuss.

Ummmm, your coochie already gave you the answer.


[Edited 8/6/09 10:22am]

sounds (reads) like a wonderful relationship is growing ... and growing

and GROWING

GURL



yup yup

SCNDLS said:

clink clink

Ah that was a nice (and fun) read .

Do I need to give you some lessons? When I was starting to confront my ridiculous shyness when it came to approaching men, I got so good at it that I would walk up to someone I knew could give a shit less about me and thell them:

Hi, I really don't care if you think I'm heinous and ugly, I wanted to come over and say hi and tell you I think you are beautiful.

this never landed me a date BUT I didn't wait around like the last girl waiting to be asked to the dance.

OK, seriously though, as smart as you are you haven't noticed that special kind of eye contact? you can't get a read on this guy at all? The fact that he wanted secluded time, and not sharing it with the church hens, says a lot I think.

If I hug a man and my ahem... body reacts, its time to get busy.

Ya, I said it! You obviously trust him, and your peeps know you two are vibing well with each other. And do you honestly think that you would be spending hours with a man you don't like? You know damn well yo azz would be like

"Thanks for the help, here's a $20 now get the f*** out"

Mach said:

I thought she felt his dink dink

Mach said:

co-sign!

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Clink Clink

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

In church??? Now that would really give the hens something to cackle about.

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

But see, now, y'all don't know the clink clink is how I ended up married...the first time. We were out the bed and at the alter in rose colored glasses before you could say Lawd Help Me There are seriously some days where I do not believe the Clink Clink Kegal is my friend at all

Ottensen said:

Awwwww hell naw you don't follow the Clink Clink down the aisle

SCNDLS said:

I don't eeeeeven want to think about it. We've hung out at least a dozen times and I hate to think there would be the gunk of outside influences mucking stuff up. Dang church hens

clink clink based marriages

Ottensen said:

Ottensen said:

So there's no way of getting sleezy without the hens clucking?

Mach said:

clink clink. that's the sound change makes. Are you saying you guys got change purses down there?

SCNDLS said:

True story. Followed the clink clink down the aisle and woke up later in Europe thinking "what in the HAYELL did I just DO "I stayed in for 7 years though. Thank gawd we had a business to distract us from the fact that we couldn't stand each other outside of the bedroom

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Chile, I think I gotta slot machine.

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

EXACT change to you Mr !!

Mach said:

Girl...I learned my lesson. Trust me. I was in my 20's and a damned fool.

Ottensen said:

we all learn clink clink lessons

Mach said:

some of us learn dink dink lessons. that thing'll get you in trouble too

Fuck him then come back here and tell me how he was and then I will give you advice.

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

if I had a dink i'd rule the world

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

Mach said:[quote]

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

if I had a dink i'd rule the world


[/quote
If I had a clink I would too!

JustErin said:

stood up

when you said Clink Clink it made me think of a chastity belt unlocking...