Before we get started on I Date, I feel I owe to all of you, dear readers, a short apology.
We are not going to match the timeline of dates indicated in this blog’s title.
There. I said it. Phew! ‘But Dave!’, I hear you cry. ‘That’s kind of a misleading title then isn’t it?‘ And you would be right, dear reader. However we have come too far to turn back now! So I ask you all to please, stay on this journey with me, despite the infrequent postings, and I prey you will go well rewarded with content and good cheer.
Now having said that, shall we turn our eyes to the letter I?
Captain Birds Eye seemed kind of appropriate here...
Enough clowning around, this blog hold up is over!
Whoa! AND WE ARE BACK. Apologies for the huuugggeee delay in posts dear reader. All I can say is that life got busy, intervened, stayed over, made itself comfortable and wouldn’t leave until we withheld its entire undie collection (somewhat true story in that there were undies involved, but I digress).
But after a bit of a hold up, I can bring you up to speed with our historic H date!
Snoop Dogg and Dr Dre famously once said, “…it ain’t nuthin’ but a G thang…”
There ain't nothing like it, apparently
For the most part, they were right; there is nothing quite like a ‘g’ something, and we proved that yet again with our latest round of the alphabet date series. While Dre, Snoop (and Warren G) may have been rapping about gangsters, g-strings and ganja, Theresa lined us up with something far less risque, but no less MTV worthy, with board games, gardens and Greek food on the menu. And gee, wasn’t it good?!
It is perhaps fitting that it took all of the month of February for us to finish our scheduled F date activities. And while it was an enjoyable month of festivities, I dare say it took much longer than either of us anticipated to bring this date to a finite end.
I seriously have no idea what this is.
But, finally. We are here. Read on for the wrap up.
And to think I avoided eggs for so long...
Coming up with ideas for things to do for ‘E’ is not as easy as one may think. Sure, there’s eggs (something we were keen to avoid, for personal gas and cholesterol issues) but after that? Well, it’s just concepts and ideas, a nebulous existence (ha! Unintentional e pun). Excellence. Experience. Everything. Luckily, the future bride of this blog was up to such a challenge!
Like all good children’s books, I am very much tempted to lead off with a platitude along the lines of “…we pick up our story where we left off, with Theresa and David very sleepy after eating their body weight in dumplings.”
So let’s run with that and dive head first into the social morass that is beginners salsa dancing classes, which makes up part deux of our trilogy of D dates. If we were Star Wars, THIS would be our Empire Strikes Back, albeit with much less swamps, snow and, erm, tauntauns.
They may smell bad, but tauntaun's are clinically proven to keep you warm
Remember these guys?
So in a rather revolutionary step, we have decided to make date ‘D’ progressive, nay, delayed gratification across more than just the single night. Some would say that we’re unorganised but I would merely point to the days on the calendar flying by and suggest that at Christmas, having alone time is difficult. So trust me when I say there is more to come to round off D date in the early weeks of 2011. <cue Pay TV announcer voice> “STILL TO COME, ON D DATE! DAVE DECIDES ON DESSERT! DANCING IS DONE!” </end bold announcer style voice>
But why in such a hurry to look forward! You just got here! Hello, welcome, thanks for stopping by, please, sit down and have a cup of tea while I talk to you about dumplings, and NOT about the Mighty Ducks.
Cravings: part of every healthy relationship
If there’s one thing that every relationship needs, it’s communication. Actually that’s not entirely true. You also need continuity, chocolate, cravings, class, cuddles…the list goes on. Luckily, C date had all of these. (And if there’s one thing you’ve noticed about my blogging trends on this platform they are anything but consistent.) Continue reading
Less Than Jake know what the letter B means...
I’ll put this up top: fair to say date “B” didn’t work out entirely as planned. But if nothing else, we managed to keep the B theme going, even if we did sacrifice “bowling” for “back adjustment”…
You always remember your first ‘date’. Me, I think I could call the Year 7 school zoo trip I made with a young lady I was infatuated with at the time as my official first date. Sure, it was public and with a million hangers on, but that just made it more like were two famous people with aides, agents and paparazzi buzzing about us. Plus, we bonded over monkeys, so take that.
So what did you do?
Last night Theresa and I kicked off our Alphabet Dating Series with the letter A. As the gentleman I allowed Theresa to kick this adventure off and pick a start date and can I say, I’ve got a lot to live up to.