I never thought I would have to write about my pimpin’ experience because I thought you all would forget about it if I let enough time pass. But NO! According to IHGB readers Valerie, Suz, Ann, Catharine, Stef and Linceefan (to name a few) I see that my dating life is something of interest to at least a dozen of you. And that floors me.
Pimpin’ was great. But there was one suitor in particular who made it particularly interesting. He went above and beyond the pimpin’ rules and regulations as set up by webMAN and went straight for the jugular.
That’s right friends. He stalked me on Facebook.
You can imagine my surprise when I received a message from…we’ll call him Dallas…on my Facebook account. He straight up admitted that he wasn’t going to mess around with being “chosen” from a panel and wanted to take a leap of faith and get to know me because he thought I was awesome.
Is it just me or was that a fabulous way to open up conversation with a complete stranger?
I thought it was weird that he never “friended” me though. Later he told me that he didn’t want to learn about me (or me about him) on Facebook. He would rather things unfold naturally. Weeks later, he finally friended me and I was able to discover the truth of why it took him so long. He didn’t want me to judge him based on looks. Because the dude was rockin’ some serious abs. And shoulders. And arms. And legs. Plus he has great hair.
Naturally, I become anxious. Dallas is one of those individuals who works out. I eat pizza for breakfast and drink way too much Dr Pepper. And I can assure you that unless something drastic happens with my metabolism, there will be NO bathing suit shots on my Facebook page. What in the world could we have in common?
As it turned out…we had a lot in common. We shared views on faith and family. He totally got my sarcasm and humor. I found myself laughing. A lot.
But sometimes it’s just not in the cards. The Lord had a different plan from what I thought was going to be an interesting and exciting time in my dating life.
Dallas is a perfect gentleman, loves his family, hilarious, a hard worker, hotter than crap and I’m a little disappointed we didn’t get the chance to make out. (Is that too bold to admit?) Fortunately for me, when I emailed him yesterday to explain that I would be writing about my pimpin’ adventures because my readers were curious, he was more than willing to take one for the team and promised to go out of his way to kiss me passionately should our paths cross again.
I suppose I could allow that. For the sake of the blog of course.