I am still hungry!

Last night I had a very nice date with a man who was very sweet. Uuummmm... How do I say this, It was a nice date. WOW! It is possible! He opened doors, smiled, has a good job, polite, so far no neon lights flashing with a loud buzzing alert, "Warning, Warning, Idiot ALERT, Idiot ALERT! EEERRRRR EEERRRR EEERRRRR..."

Talked about family, career, how beautiful I am. I always appreciate that! We went for Mexican food. The wait staff knew him because apparently, he goes there very often. Which, may or not be a good thing. Everything in moderation, your guests will thank you for it. he hehe
I ordered the chicken burrito, very good. He ate fast, I am not sure if he normally does that or if he was nervous. I eat kind of slow. It is a good idea to pace yourself eating pending on your company because it is considered rude other wise. I skipped lunch so I was starving. However, he finished his meal when I was only about half way through with mine. So when the waiter came to take his plate, I was down hearted and down stomached to ask for a box. I was still hungry!

We stayed at the table and continued chatting, I couldn't really understand what he was saying over the loud noises and grumbling of my tummy. The rest of my dinner was shouting from the square condo it was not sharing with my internal strength to hold back the desire to rip off the foam cover and dig in with the largest spoon I could find. Stupid food, taunting me, " you can't eat me, you can't eat me. Ha ha ha ha. I am in my teeny little styrofoam box, dignity and femininity, the great defender if finishing your meal in front of a date will protect me from you." Then it had this wicked little laugh like that guy at the end of the Thriller video. If I would have looked in the box, it probably would have little red eyes as it laughed. I was so hungry, I wanted to slap that Mexican accent right off of its rice and tomato face!

Then we moved to the bar for a drink. He asked me, "What would you like?" To finish my food! Who eats that fast anyway? What is your name Kirby Hoover? I am still hungry! I replied, "Oh, I am not sure, I guess a Margarita." Then it came with that lime slice on the side. Damn, I was so hungry, to me it looked like a salad! I am thinking to myself, if he looked away, how quickly could I snatch it off the rim of the glass and eat it? A little salty but who cares. Our drinks came surprisingly fast because the 'bartender' didn't speak much English but he did know margarita. Wait, is that English, or Spanish. Wow, even after a few drinks I can speak Spanish! Pretty good huh?! Margarita, margarita, margarita. I can say it three times fast. Oh, I can also drink three fast. See, I told you I was amazing! After drinks, he walked me to my car after the date. I told him thank you and I looked forward to seeing him again.

Then I got in my car with the excitement of a spoiled kid Christmas morning. Ah ha, I will be able to eat this on the way home. Not really, I had no flatware and we are talking about rice and a half burrito with the veggies on top. PISSER! When I got home, I raced to the kitchen and grabbed a fork. HHhmmmm, it was so good. I was so hungry and preoccupied with my food that I don't remember what he was talking to me about during the date. Maybe that is why it was a good date. I wonder if he talked about fishing? lol