First Date With Mr. Wonderful

Mr. Wonderful got the Beachy phone number and gave me a call. His accent--think British, Dutch, Australian, New Zealand and South African--was very intriguing.

He asked me out to dinner and told me to choose a restaurant. Beachy Mimi is a VERY
BLAND eater so I suggested something very safe and "cafeteria like" (no seasoning).
He dissed that idea and sugguested we have some German food.

GERMAN FOOD!!! Beachy Mimi knows no German except German Chocolate Cake. I mumbled something and he said, "Great. I'll meet you there at 7:00."

I'm sorry. But if an accent tells me he will meet me at 7:00, well YES I'M GOING!

Mr. Wonderful described himself to me and I did likewise so we could recognize each other in the parking lot.

Promptly at 7:00 I drove into the parking lot of the restaurant and saw this small sports car JUST LIKE MINE.

What makes this so funny...in our community of Chaos there are roughly 70,000 people.
In all those people, there are only 4 of these cars. I have one and Mr. Wonderful has one of the other three.

For some reason that just cracked us up.

Instead of giving such detailed descriptions of ourselves, all we would have had to say is "I drive a Smart Car".

Mr. Wonderful walked over to my car door and opened it for me. I was laughing so hard I think there was snot involved.

He hands me a BOX OF CHOCOLATES FROM BRAZIL.

STOP THAT ROMANTIC HEART...STOP JUMPING, SCREAMING AND DOING FLIPS.

It did shut up my wild laughter and I just stared with my mouth open. Not my best look. He held out his hand and said, "Thank you for coming out with me."

I stepped out of the car and looked into the "twinkling" brown eyes. YES! THEY WERE TWINKLING.

Brown hair, not bald, but did I mention the accent? And the charm?

I started grinning like the doofus I am (did I mention I have large teeth) and I never stopped all evening.

More about the meal later...