Alicia

{cannot at all take credit for this image idea!  originally saw it here}

on april 25th, 2007, i called my friend andrea in a panic.  what on earth was i to wear on a first date?  i honestly couldn’t remember the last time a guy had actually taken me on a real date.  in fact, it was shocking that this guy i’d met the friday before had called at all.  most guys waited three days and then sent a text, as if that’s supposed to make us girls swoon.  it was decided that i’d play it safe with a cute top, jeans, and flat black boots since i was unsure as to what he had planned.

driving there, i was trying to remember what he looked like.  it had been dark in the bar on the weekend, what if he wasn’t as cute as i remembered?  what if we have nothing to talk about?  my mind was racing with questions and what ifs as i pulled onto his street.  easy enough to find, just off commercial drive.  although the fact that i had to drive there because he didn’t have a car was secretly strike one.

in typical vancouver fashion, it was raining which had only complicated the outfit dilemma.  i texted him that i was walking towards his place and he offered to meet me outside.  i relaxed a little as i walked toward him because he was better looking than i’d thought.  and based on the huge smile on his face, he felt the same sense of relief.  we had an uncomfortable “hello i don’t really know you” hug and headed into his place.

the actual date itself was a bit of a disaster.  after only a few minutes, it became painfully clear that he had no plans for our evening at all.  he’d tried to get the hockey game on his old tv by moving the antenna around (seriously, who’s tv is so old that they can’t even get a clear channel 3?) and when that failed, he decided we should go walk along commercial to try and find a restaurant showing the game.  why our first date was based around a sporting game, i do not know?!  still, i was under the impression that he knew his neighbourhood and would take us to his usual hang out or a nice place he’d heard of.  instead, we ducked into the first place that had a tv and the canucks on, which also happened to be an italian cafe.  so, apparently dinner was out.

this place was something right out of the sopranos.  in fact someone was actually shot there the week after.  we got coffees and talked…a lot.  apparently i blabbed away during the entire game!  after a discussion about our favourite movies, we headed to the local video store and rented his fav, the usual suspects.  of course, he’d also never been to this video store and had to create an account.  at which time the guy asked if i’d like to be added to the account as well. and with a panicked look on his face, he practically yelled “no, no no” back (this is even funnier to me now).  half way through the movie i was so uncomfortable from hunger pains.  in fear of tummy grumbles and embarrassment, i blurted out that i was reallyyyy sorry but i was so hungry that i should probably leave and go get food.  he insisted that he could make us something, so we had a 9 pm bagel with cream cheese.  true romance, people!

we finished the movie and said our goodbyes.  the awkwardness was starting to wear off and despite the fact that he had bombed the first date activities, i wanted to give him a second chance.  and i’m sure glad i did, he plans a mean date nowadays!  

if you’d also like to read about how we met, i blogged that story once upon a time too!

happy five year anniversary, adam!