Details, Details

Well, Peeps. It seems like most of you can't get past how we met and where Mr. Wonderful got my phone number.

If you must know.... I asked him and he told me he got it from the men's room wall at the local truck stop. 1-555-Hot-Mama or something like that. JUST KIDDING!!

I think I told you previously I joined a local group that introduces singles of similar likes/dislikes. It has been a total disaster (refer to previous posts).

However, Mr. Wonderful got my number just as I was quitting this group of quacks and that is where we are now.

Where was I? German Restaurant?

After dinner we sat talking and laughing and he asked me if he could buy me a cup of coffee. I said yes (I don't drink coffee or anything resembling coffee), so I followed him to a coffee shop a mile or two from the restaurant.

I ordered my coke (heh heh) and he got coffee and we sat outside and talked until they asked us to leave so they could close.

He was such a gentleman and so much fun to talk to. I thought "Now THIS is what a date is supposed to be".

He walked me to my car and said goodnight. He opened my door, I got in and that was that.

Bummer. No mention of a second date or anything. I sat there for a moment before starting the car. I saw some movement from his car out of the corner of my eye and then there was a "tap tap" on the window. Since I have not yet found the button or handle that opens the windows I had to open the whole door.

Very sweetly Mr. Wonderful asked me to go out with him again...a movie date! Wa Hoo!

Tell you more about that tomorrow.

And just so you know...Mr. Wonderful has met everyone at The Palace...over another dinner date.

Have a great day, Peeps. Beachy Mimi loves ya!!