So last night, in essence, I was on a date with a woman. More de facto than intentional. She's divorced with 3 kids, and was a good friend in college days. She recently ended up back here, and we run into each other once in awhile at the gym.
A couple weeks ago, we were talking, and she told me she and 2 of her sisters regularly went on a movie outing to see chick flicks, etc, and asked me if I wanted to go to cheer me up. I said sure. I admit, I'm gay enough to love chick flicks. (though thats not how I described it to her). So she called me Thursday and asked me if I wanted to go to Ironman, and I told her no problem. In fact--I already had the tickets due to a corporate event. So she, 2 of her sisters, and one husband all came. It was great. We had fun. Felt like old times. We went out to dinner afterwards at a pizza joint which was great.
At points, it felt like a "female" date. She is beautiful, fit, has this olive skin, and dark hair. But, there's no real "attraction." She's not really my type personality wise. She's much more LDS than I could put up with. (Did I really say that) Of course, all my compadre's from work saw me with her, and probably were fast making all kinds of assumptions.
So what did I learn. I learned that just having friends and hanging out is a lot of fun, and should be regularly enjoyed. I learned that no matter how much I want it--attraction isn't something I can just generate with a wave of my magic wand. I can appreciate beauty. I'm pretty good at it. I learned that the path of fitting into society, etc would only be easier until reality steps into play.
I also remembered that I will never, ever deceive a woman again.
Hey, it look like you guys had fun. There doesn't seem to be any harm in having a night out. Good golly, I can use one. heh
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