Let’s see, where did I leave off? I’m sure you’re sitting around wondering what adventurous, exciting dating life does Kate have now. Well let me make you wait no longer. I gave shorty a second chance because I thought he deserved another date before completely blowing him off. Once again, I didn’t wear heels. I must say, it was a delightful evening, something I would have loved to experience with a guy who I am really into. We started with an early dinner and when finished, he asked if I would like to continue the night by getting some coffee, so sweet! But I couldn’t help to feel awkward as we stood anxiously waiting in the line at Starbucks; just kept telling myself, he’s not that short, he’s not that short. This is where the tall girl dilemma comes into play. It’s a shame to lose a man, continue the search, all because you were born with long limbs and apparently no guys were. Or so it seems.
So while I do not have the nerve yet to tell shorty it’s not going to work out, I proceeded to FINALLY go out with my last online prospect. From the pictures he looks normal and pretty cute as a matter of fact, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up because we all know that I was fooled by pictures before. Our conversations on the phone went well and I figured I didn’t have anything to lose. We met for dinner and he let me know that he was sitting at a table behind the bar. When I showed up I slowly walked around looking at every man sitting down until I realized which one was him. I always love the moment when you first introduce yourselves and every other table stares at you like they’ve never been on a first date. The date takes off and I actually had a good time. First impressions were good and of course he does not have as much hair as in the pictures, but I keep reminding myself that I cannot be too picky, those days need to be over! Then I find out he is an only child and again I think this is a deal breaker for someone like me who always dreamt of having a large family to join my own, but again I have to snap out of it and realize that is the worst excuse for not giving someone a chance. Needless to say I would agree to go on another date with him. He asked if I would like to get together when I get back from Vegas…I said yes, unless of course I get hitched to an Elvis impersonator in a chapel.