Some Thoughts on Introverts and Extroverts

Hi Readers,
I decided to keep going for awhile, and went out with Mr. #33 last night. We've met this guy before here; he is smart, funny, quirky and interesting.  We had fun seeing some outdoor music, having a great dinner (melon soup for me!) and, eventually, getting caught in the rain (no, no pina coladas).

And not only was it fun, I learned an important lesson.

As an extrovert who comes from a family of introverts, I've always known that some people are totally comfortable with (and, in fact, PREFER) loooooooooooong silences.  I've also known that I am not one of these people. My threshold for the length of a comfortable silence is much shorter than that of many people, some of whom share my last name. :)

Mr. #33 would fit right in in a conversation with my dad, my brother, and other introverts I know and love.  And while I love them, I don't think the eventual Mr. Amazing is going to be such a strong introvert.

Onward...

Dispatch from below the Mason Dixon

I'm still in North Carolina, and embraced it by going out with a real southerner. Mr. #32 is from Georgia but now lives here.  He's determined (has set and attained some pretty huge goals), self-aware, and, like me, a little obsessed with both physical fitness and general self-improvement. No chemistry, but I learned a little more about what I do and don't want.


Readers, I must admit, I am kind of losing steam for this project, while simultaneously gaining steam for work, yoga, and all the other things I do. My mama always said I would find  love when I least expect it, after all.  


Will you be very disappointed in me if I don't a) make it to 52 or b) find a big love this year? Any words of wisdom you'd like to share?

Details be Damned

As you may know, I'm a fan of technology. In fact, I'm writing this post on my iPad in an airport. (Hence no picture--sorry.) So when I realized that a smart, funny, interesting guy who I'd been match.com emailing with actually lives 2+ hours away, my first thought was, "Maybe we could Skype." (Actually, my first thought was "I need to learn a little more local geography," because I really thought he was just down the road. Sigh.) But, Skype we did, on Wednesday night, and it was lovely. Mr. #31 had wine. I had water. You might say this isn't a date, but it's my blog and I'll count it if I want to. We talked about work, family, small town living, and other standard first date topics, and also about how if something's right, it will work out, and everything else is just details. We also talked about meeting in the flesh after both of our travel schedules settle down a bit, which looks like it might be at the end of July. Stay tuned! PS-- I'll be in New York for the next week if anyone knows a potential Mr. #32 I should meet!

Welcome Back!

Hi readers! I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me. Well, you haven't, and I just had date #30. Mr. #s22-29 is great, but we're in different states for now so...onward.

(Quick life update: I'm living in North Carolina for the summer. Here's my new house. Isn't is sweet?)

Mr. #30 is sweet, too. We met for coffee at my new favorite coffee shop. He's also a recent transplant from the midwest, so we swapped stories about Ohio turnpike driving and commiserated about the heat.  He was smart, interesting, and hilarious in a dry, non-midwestern kind of way that I find very appealing.  And he sent me a text later saying that I had very nice hands-- a compliment I've never received but that I found kind of intriguing.