My date last night went very well. It was my date’s Father’s Day party. He seemed a little surprised when I told him not to pick me up because I would drive my own car to his parent’s home. I got there at 4:00 PM.
The food was scrumptious. They had BBQ steaks and ribs, Boston baked beans, potato salad, chili con queso, grilled shrimp, chips, fruit bowl full of strawberries with whipped cream, and a big beautiful cake that said Happy Father’s Day Dad. My date’s mom has a beautiful voice and sang some great Spanish songs for us. Both the mom and the dad were as sweet and courteous as could be with me!
There were little children swimming in the swimming pool, and one poor little boy got stung by a bee!
Although, I had a very nice time, I decided to leave early and was back home by 7:30 PM.
He wants to see me again. I won’t be seeing him anymore. He was one of those special guys any girl would hope for. I liked him a little too much, and I can’t have that.
When I got home, I took two sleeping pills, cuddled with my 4 legged babies and fell into a peaceful sleep. It felt good!