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I had my third date with Colt 45 on Saturday. We went to the Saturday afternoon (1:05) Yankee game. For those of you in the tri-state area (New York, New Jersey, Connecticut), you might recall that it was about 96 degrees on Saturday. Last time I went to the Yankee game, I got attacked by what was either a gang of 20 mosquitoes or just one really hungry one. I remembered to bring bug spray this time, however in all of my wisdom, I forgot to apply sunblock. Our seats in the nosebleeds had no shelter from the sun and, after 5 hours baking, my back is beet red. Add 100% humidity, 3 jumbo beers and no water, and 3 extra innings to an already long game and you have a very sweaty, sunburned, dehydrated girl with a splitting headache and in dire need of a shower. By the time the Yankees eventually won the game, in the bottom of the 12 inning, I was losing it. I almost didn’t care who won; I just wanted out. After the game, literally 1000s of people were packed like lemmings trying to get into the subway. There was absolutely no air and even less personal space and I thought I might pass out or puke or both. I had to silently will myself to keep it together. We finally made it to the platform only to discover that we were on the wrong side of the track; the track that would take us further uptown in the Bronx, rather than downtown towards Manhattan. The funny thing is that both Colt 45 and I kept pointing to the sign that said “uptown 4 train” as reassurance that we were going in the right direction. It wasn’t until we were about to step inside the train that we realized that uptown was actually the wrong direction. I think our brains, along with the rest of our bodies, were literally fried. Eventually we got on the correct train and, to my pleasure, I actually got a seat. Colt 45 did not mind standing, but I was exhausted and was only willing to give up my seat for an elderly person, a child or a pregnant woman and thankfully no one who fit any of those descriptions came along.

I am really glad that I went on the third date with Colt 45. I am sorry to report that, after three dates and a total of four times in his company, I still do not feel any spark though. Every so often while I was sitting next to him at the stadium, my left arm brushed against his right arm. When that happened, I immediately repositioned my arm back to my own personal space. Had I felt any lustful feelings for Colt 45, I imagine I would have purposely brushed my legs/arms against him several times during the day. Sweaty or not, when I like a guy, I like to feel his skin against mine and I recall many times “accidentally” encroaching on B’s personal space sitting right there in Yankee stadium. I recall all too well how it feels to be “hot” for someone and after 3 dates, I’m just not feeling it AT ALL. The reason I am glad that I gave it one more shot, however, is that I can now move on confident that I gave it the old college try. I sincerely like Colt 45. I genuinely enjoy his company and think he’s a funny, intelligent and all around good guy. I just have no desire to kiss him and think if something beyond potential friendship was there, it would have shown its face by now or it likely won’t. If a friendship develops, I guess it is possible that lustful feelings could surface down the line, but certainly not anytime soon. Anyway, we took the subway to the same stop, bid our farewells and walked in opposite directions. We hugged goodbye, but there was no kiss or attempt to extend the date into dinner. The latter could have been because we were both sweaty and probably smelly and I mentioned my splitting headache more than once, but I’m hoping that Colt 45 just doesn’t feel “it” either.  If he does extends an invitation to hang out again, I am going to be honest and tell him that I just don’t feel a romantic vibe right now and wouldn’t want to lead him on.  But, if he’s up for a friendship, I’d be more than willing since, as I mentioned, we do get along famously.

I’m hoping that I hear from Aw Shucks tonight because there was something about him I found appealing, however, I can’t determine the nature of that “something” from the 45 minutes we spent together. Finally, I sent my Fackbook friend a virtual beer and asked when we were going out for a “real” one. I should probably just pick up the phone and call him, but I was sort of hoping he would call first. Anyway, that’s all the news I have to report on the dating front.

Onto another subject, I am sort of freaking out right now and, shockingly, it has nothing to do with a guy. I started my writing class last week and, in a few weeks, it will be my turn to distribute the first 25 pages of my book to the class for their critique. Before I allow a bunch of strangers to read my book, I thought it might be a good idea to get the opinion of someone who loves me; someone who would give me an honest opinion while treading lightly around my ever sensitive ego. So, on a whim, I asked Margie (my sister) to read what I’ve written so far, approximately 50 pages. She was incredibly honored, insisted that she was my “biggest fan” and that she knew she would “love it”. I told her not to get too excited because it’s my first attempt at fiction, aside from a few short stories. Anyway, she said she would read it on the plane to Key West (she was leaving early this morning) and would get in touch with me today. It is now past 5:30pm and I haven’t heard from her. I am hoping the absence of her comments is a result of her being too busy enjoying her vacation and imbibing on frozen drinks at the Hogs Breath or Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville. However, I am fearful that she thought my book was crap and just doesn’t have the heart to tell me. Seriously, who am I kidding? I think I can put together a pretty interesting blog, but a novel???? Furthermore, I read some of the pages of two of my classmates and comparing their writing to mine feels like a comparison of Forrest Gump to Dude, Where’s my Car; the former being an Oscar winning movie and the latter being a totally dumb flick, albeit funny at times. I don’t know what I will do if she hated it. I will be devastated and don’t know how I will summon the courage to hand it over to my teacher (a published author and playwright) and my classmates, who I fear have oodles more talent and certainly more experience than I. Anyway, I really hope she gets in touch with me soon because I am seriously sweating her comments. In fact, compared to the way I feel now, yesterday’s stifling walk to the subway platform was a refreshingly, cold shower.
    Posted by Meredith on 2008-07-20 17:37:05 | Rating: | Views: 204
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Ouch Meredith - there is a slogan here SLIP, SLOP, SLAP when it is summer .. meaning Slip on a t-shirt, Slop on some sunscreen and and slap on a hat.
Too late I know... just thought I'd share it.
Glad you gave Colt45 another go, and thanks for sharing the words you are going to give him if he wants to go out again. I may have to use them.

With your novel, I'm sure you are being a little harsh on yourself. I'll bet your sister enjoys it, and I'm sure she will only offer constructive feedback. Hopefully in time for your class.
Good Luck, you'll be great. Plus you are in the writing class to learn, not to produce an award winning novel first attempt. Although I'm sure it will still be pretty impressive.
Posted by  EasyToSay  on 2008-07-20 17:45:53 
  
Hi Meri! The Colt 45 news is not entirely unexpected, but good for you to find out for sure. You'd always have wondered otherwise.

I'm sure your sister is just being a doofuss and is completely oblivious to the fact that you're waiting on pins and needles to hear back. It's kinda like when you have medical tests. It's all-consuming to one waiting on the results, but to the lab guys? Just another blob in a petrie dish. Oops - that's not at all to suggest that your novel equates to a specimen in a petrie dish at all!! But, you know what I mean. Call her and give her a smack upside the head! :)
Posted by  BootLady  on 2008-07-20 18:11:11 
  
I just sent her a text "Is it that bad" to which she responded that she read first half on plane but got airsick and will read the rest tomorrow at the pool. She said she's "loving it so far". I REALLY hope she's being honest - I'm seriously have palpatations. Thanks guys.
Posted by  Meredith  on 2008-07-20 18:17:35 
  
Sounds like a football game I went to once... I was burnt to a crisp and dehydrated from all the beer and brauts
Posted by  DouglasMB  on 2008-07-20 19:12:45 
  
We are always our biggest and worse critic. From reading your posts and comments… I am sure your novel will be great. Don’t be so hard on yourself. It’s exciting that you even have the confidence to start your passion; some never have the courage to lift a pen. Looking forward to seeing it on the Best Sellers list!
Posted by  heatherslife  on 2008-07-20 19:14:03 
  
Thank you so much Heatherslife!
Posted by  Meredith  on 2008-07-20 19:24:35 
  
Enjoyed reading about your weekend. If it's not there ... it's just not there! Now you can move on knowing with certainty that the spark is lacking between you and Colt 45.

I can't imagine your novel being anything but totally wonderful. But then you know I'm a total fan of your writing. Writing styles are so unique and different it's really unfair to compare others with yours. Your book will be a class favorite ... I just know it! And like EasyToSay said in her comment ... this class is to grow and mature as a writer ... pick up a few tricks and pointers along the way to hitting the bestseller list. Have a great week. Peace.
Posted by  ColoradoDreamin  on 2008-07-20 20:35:59 
  
I'm glad you gave Colt a third attempt, at least you know for sure. I can't wait to hear what your sister said about the book. I bet you are your own worst critic and if you write a book like you write your blogs, you will have quite a following.

I hope everything goes well with your class this week!
Posted by  prelude2it  on 2008-07-21 00:21:16 
  
All I know, in order to get better in anything, you must practice...and taking this class is the best thing you could do...I have yet to take a writing class and that is next on my list of things to do...
good or bad, and Im sure its terrific, you are making a gallant effort and thats BIG...each novel will get better than the one before it, so keep writing, someday, you are going to be famous..I know it
by the way
do you have a title?
Posted by  roe  on 2008-07-21 00:24:56 
  
Meredith - First you make me sweat with your very real description of the ball game, then you have me pondering over the 'no chemistry' thing (for a girl like you, accept nothing less), then you have me praying your sister has got in touch by now. If it's any consolation I sent my brother a copy of the first 3 chapters of my children's book. He promised to get back to me before my holiday. On my return he assured me it was 'on its way' I'm back weeks now and nothing. Now he is probably the one person on this earth whose writing talents leave me feeling so in awe, so it's scary for me to know that he doesn't think the book worthy of publication. He did say it was 'very well written' which was faint praise. I won't ever give him a copy of the new novel. So, Meredith, I know just where you stand. You've handed over the baby and the baby sitter hasn't had the decency to let you know the baby is OK. This doesn't mean the book is crap, it means she just hasn't got back to you yet or she's struggling with the diapers. I just know it's marvellous, cause it has to be, cause it's by you. So there!
Posted by  overthehillandfar...  on 2008-07-21 05:35:32 
  
Oh God, what crap luck at the ball game! I hope the sunburn isn't giving you too much grief.. :S

I'm glad you gave Colt 45 a fair go, but if you're not feeling it, yeah, good to not bother now I guess. At first I wasn't sure, but if you have no desire at all there's no point really, because you'd just end up feigning interest and possibly hurting him. I really hope you can be friends, seeing as you two get on so well!

I hope the reception of the sample of the book goes well - although it sounds pretty good already, from what you've said! I'd be nervous about it too, if I were you, haha!

Merry Monday, Meri. :P
Posted by  Mezlie  on 2008-07-21 06:13:23 
  
Aloe Vera lotion for the burn. :)
Just remember when writing, everyone has different likes. What I want to know is, is what kind of book is it?
And at least with 45 you do have a friend that you can do fun stuff with, and thats always a bonus. :)

Hugs
Posted by  1221dol0306  on 2008-07-21 07:57:21 
  
Your Yankee game experience was kinda like an experience I had at a Packer game…except it was colder than Hell! The game went into overtime & I didn’t care who scored, I just wanted someone to score so I could get the Hell outta there to a warmer location. How bad of a Packer fan, am I? Ha!

As for Colt 45, you gave it a go, you tried. There is nothing more you can do. You can’t make yourself have romantic feelings for him. But chillin’ with him as friends is a good call, sounds like you really enjoy his company…hopefully that’s something he would like to do as well.

Good luck!
Posted by  Mandie142  on 2008-07-21 09:23:56 
  
Thank you guys for your confidence in my novel! I keep reminding myself that every writer is different and every reader likes different things. Anyway, the book is chick lit - about a 32 year old girl Stephanie (pretty, intelligent and fun) who dates a lot but no one in 10 or so years has made it to "boyfriend" status. After running into an old college friend at a mutual friend's party (Craig), the two hook up, start dating (yes, in that order..) and eventually fall in love. Stephanie revels in the growing relationship but soon realizes that Craig is less omfortable "surrendering to love". The novel shows the progression of the relationship, peaks when Craig breaks her heart and ends when...(you'll have to read it to find out)!
Posted by  Meredith  on 2008-07-21 10:28:17 
  
Your book sounds really good and I'm sure your sister will love it. Remember, we are all our own worst critics.

It'll be interesting to find out how Colt45 feels about you not feeling "it" with him. It seems as if you are both on the same page though. I hope that you 2 can end up good friends!
Posted by  nakedtruth  on 2008-07-21 12:05:35 
  
In the wise words of Mamacita, vinegar for the sunburn. I don't think I gave her the props she deserved, but I did try it and it did take the sting away. Didn't help the peeling, however, and I am currently molting myself all over the place.
Now you can boldly and confidently approach the friendship idea with Colt 45. You gave it a fair shot and it's just not there. Hopefully, he's intelligent enough to know that you are awesome and having you on his friends' roster would he an honor.
Posted by  BlueMoonInMyEye  on 2008-07-21 12:59:41 
  
Good luck with the book! I had to do something similar when I took a writing class at The University of Iowa. It's nervewracking! But either way you will get good constructive feedback.
Posted by  TheAlreadyJaded  on 2008-07-21 13:05:05 
  
Meredith,
I'm sorry to hear you didn't find your man. The way the two of you get along is great it would be a shame if he couldn't handle keeping a friendship going. I love male friends and getting male ideas about life sometimes.

Man it sounds like that game was working into a nightmare fast. I can't imagine what riding a subway train would even be like. It seems as it might as well take place overseas because just a few states away I've never known any of those experiences. I tend to freak out in large groups of people so I doubt it would be my cup of tea. It sounds like you do love where you live so I guess this world holds a place for all of us. Like I also said before I can't imagine trying to pick my best friend for life out of that population. Wow it blows my mind.

Well you write very well and I can't imagine your sister letting you make a jerk out of yourself in front of your entire class so I'm sure she isn't fibbing to you about your book. I wish you more luck with it. It's wonderful you have enough ambition to follow a dream! Keep up your hard work!
Even if your classmates are more advanced at writing everyone started somewhere. You'll only progress I'm sure with your determination.
Peace and happiness to you!
Posted by  anotherdaze  on 2008-07-21 13:30:50 
  
Ok, I'm all curious now and want to read it, so........when?

Hugs
Posted by  1221dol0306  on 2008-07-21 15:26:03 
  
the book sounds interesting... I read all types of things. but I am sure with the way you write your blogs the book will be great.
Posted by  DouglasMB  on 2008-07-22 11:50:43 
  
Take Care of that Burn!!
Posted by  TheAlreadyJaded  on 2008-07-22 12:31:50 
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