Chris

Where to start, where to start.

Hot chocolate indeed. He looked like he stepped right out of the Ralph Lauren look book for fall. Plaid cap, Tom Ford glasses, beige cable knit sweater (he is really well built and the sweater was a bit snug in all the right places), dark jeans, brown belt and boots that were flat leather with high shine. He smelled amazing and had a manicure. Small diamond earring rounded out the look.

Everything that I looked forward to went even better than I expected. The venue was a good choice for sure. So good that I have told a few people about it and they are making plans to go. Top floor is a fine French restaurant with several side rooms for parties of varying sizes. Middle level, where we were for most of the night, a nice cigar bar with live music. The band was AMAZING! We were up dancing for most of the night.

I hadn’t eaten all day so I ordered Chesapeake Chicken. It was soooooooo good. Chris is really into fitness and clean eating so he didn’t join me. I must have looked like a crazy person because I practically licked the plate. Good thing because I was also enjoying Hendricks and soda – a nice food base is key. He doesn’t drink so I felt obligated, for the bartenders job security, to cover both of us. His vice is expensive cigars. He was really polite when I told him that i like Acid Blondies. He was really nice about everything, in fact. He bought me a pile of them and I think that I smoked 4. If you havent had one, it’s like smoking candy and tastes like it too. A sweet aftertaste on the lips doesn’t hurt! 😉

We met this friendly trio of folks who plunked down next to me. It turned out that they were from Detroit! The lady’s sister is very, very ill. They were taking a break from the hospice to unwind. They did seem to have fun. We hugged and said that we would remember her in our prayers. Oddly, it was not as sad as it feels now, typing this. They had come to terms with what was happening and were ready for the next step. Since I just went through it, I know what they are going through.

After the band stopped at 1:30am we decided to head down to the basement. OMG!!! It was like a 1987 night club. Music and all! It was small, packed, high energy, dark but with glow lights. It was so much fun to dance to that music after being in a jazz club earlier. Perfect!

At about 2am I remembered that i had a 45 minute drive ahead of myself. That SHOULD HAVE caused me to leave. Alas, we walked to the water to look at the boats. Let’s go with that.

I then had to remember where I parked my car. Lucking I always take a photo of my parking spot – for just this reason. Found it then took him to his car. He opted for the Mercedes.

The ride home was fun.