Day 43- It's date night!

I had the most beautiful nights sleep last night. I think I was exhausted as I replied to 13 emails from people. Love youse all for emailing me and also for everyone wishing you me the best for my date. (Vicki J – the feeling in my waters comment was hysterical, Daniel – hope you don’t have any re-growth from your brazillian- comment was very naughty mate but bloody funny)

On the lap band front all is going well. I am eating only when my body screams out at me “Feed me bitch!!! Its time to eat no jokes now, put food in me or I will spaz out on you right now.” The aches and pains in the morning are a bitch to deal with but as sadistic as this is I actually find the pains reassuring. Makes me feel human and it’s almost like its proof that my lap band has been placed.

So I guess you all want to hear about Date Nite? Am I right?

Well I got home from work and ran around my house in the nuddy, nude, butt arse naked, in the raw, starkers, in the altogethors, my birthday suit. Okay do you all get what I’m trying to say? I was naked with no clothes on. Running from my bedroom to my front room trying to work out what to wear. What the fuck does one wear on a first date? It’s been so bloody long.

So I dressed up and took one last look in the mirror. Hmmm not bad. (I am starting to like my reflection) I drove to the meeting place and there stood ManBoy waiting outside for me. He came rushing over and helped me step over the curb (ahhh bless his little cotton socks) he grabbed my hand and then rubbed my hand in between his hands and said “your hands are freezing” we then said our Hi’s and then he awkwardly bent down and gave me a peck on my cheek. I was about to PASS OUT!!! I let out an ohhh and an ahhhh and we then both started to laugh. All class I am!!! (Hahahahaaa)

We walked into Borders (Gloria Jeans – shithouse coffee) and we walked over to the sofas and you know ladies you gotta love a man that waits for you to be seated before he sits. So ManBoy is getting more and more brownie points. We ended up staying in Borders until closing time talking about music, Henry Rollins vs. Jello Biafra (me Henry, he Jello) phobias, fears, The Australian Labour Party, our mutual hatred for George Bush, the Iraq War, Organic foods, The Get Up Action for Australia Community, Global Warming, and our mutual dislike for Prime Minister John “No Balls” Howard and Alexander “LollyBags” Downer. Then we walked up and down each and every book aisle and pulled out thousands of books and we rambled on and on about books.

He is a lawyer but has gone back to school (full-time) to get a Doctorate of Laws and works at JB whenever they need him. Gotta love a man with a BRAIN, and a BRAIN that isn’t just between his legs.

It was a great night and we laughed a lot and tried to dissect each other’s brains, which was awesome. Will anything evolve or eventuate with ManBoy? Well I can’t answer that. All I can say is that he is an intelligent, witty man and I know I have made a really good friend. We set up another “coffee date” for next week and whatever happens happens.

Do I want to be in a relationship? Nope not really. I kind of like being on my own and being my own person. I like to think that I am an independent woman. I am not the type of character who MUST be in a relationship to feel fulfilled. I don’t need a man. I don’t hate men so please don’t get me wrong I LOVE men and I lurve the company of men over women any day…I just don’t like being tied down to one person for the rest of my life. And YES I come from a home where my parents are still happily married!!!

I feel that marriage is an institution and one that I don’t want a part of and I feel relationships restrict me and constrict me. Sometimes I fell like I can’t breathe, and all that “hi babe! Just checking in” shit, GRRRR I refuse to check in with a partner. Do I have trust issues? Dunno…maybe…possibly…. maybe not. Maybe I’m too much of a free spirit?? Have I dated a lot of moronic dickheads? Yes, they were all faulty and in need of repair (but I was NOT the one to help “repair” them)

Anyways it was really cool hanging with someone who likes the same stuff as I do, likes the same books as I do, knew who Henry Rollins and Jello Biafra were, had travelled to a lot of the same places that I have travelled to and hated Bali as much, if not more, than I do.

Now what else can I tell you? I quickly read my emails and saw that I have a few to get through tonight. To everyone who left me messages on my blog and who sent me emails regarding date night with ManBoy, I cant thank you enough. It’s very special to have all this positivity radiating around me and it’s because of your kind words. Thanks guys.

I have a jam-packed day tomorrow and I am really looking forward to it. I have an appointment with my osteopath tomorrow morning at 9.00am in Beaumaris. I can’t wait to see Jane and can’t wait for her to snap, crackle and pop me into place.

I then am meeting up with Vicki J who is one of my avid blog readers. We are going to the organic café for a coffee and I cant wait to sit down and really chat to this bird. She is very funny. (Vicki you said I could say this next bit, so don’t crack it with me tomorrow) Vicki and I share the same surgeon. Well after countless emails we both want to have sex with our surgeon. Dead set. We have both realised for someone in their 60’s the guy has some MAJOR sex appeal. So I guess tomorrow we will be arguing over who gets to do him first.

Girls, perspective female or gay men bandits, our surgeon is HOT. Really HOT. There is this sexy arrogance about him its wickedly tantalising. And when he speaks to you ooohhh lalalalalalalala. (WOLF WHISTLE!!! PURR!!! CHA CHA CHA!!! MIAOW!!!) let me know if you want his name and I will email to you.

Talk to you all tomorrow, same bat time, same bat channel.

Reney