Last Thursday I was really excited about the upcoming weekend. My Incline Smooth Jazz man was going to call me Friday and set up a time and place for our Saturday date. I was pretty excited, he was older than I had initially said I wanted, but ooh sooo cute. But then Friday rolls along and the email I get isn't a time/place set up, but a.......
"light of the impending snow storm I was hoping that you would consent to a rain check on this weeks date in Reno. I would prefer fair weather in which to drive to Reno in and drive back from especially probably if I imbibe.
Thanks for your understanding and I will be in touch. Or shoot me back a message"
.......REALLY? But it was “all good”, because I had another date Sunday. No worries there, he's a tried and true Truckee man and nothing will keep him away. NOPE, Saturday he tells me he must take a rain check too because of the storm.
In the long run it all worked out because I had a nice relaxing evening with friends on Saturday. I made 3 new friends and was given a hula-hoop (stay tuned for my "bitter with a hoop" blog), and watched a super cool L.E.D. hula-hoop light show. So I wasn't very bitter at all, and on Sunday I made my two best friends in the world an incredible dinner. Veggie "ground round" and super mushroom marinara sauce with whole-wheat pasta. It was freaking fantastic.
So really I guess it was a blessing that I was canceled on because I am pretty sure Smooth Jazz wasn't going to give me a hula-hoop.
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