My Date with Dr. Feel Good

Last night I had an interesting date with Candidate #2- Dr. Feel Good

Let me begin by saying that I was ready to cancel on Dr. Feel Good. I have been having the most terrible week in a LONG time. And I considered cancelling on him because I felt like I had been having such a terrible week, did I really need something else to add to the terribleness of it all? Yes, terribleness. Like terrible to the 2nd power…..terrible squared.

All day I was going back and forth on if I should go? should I cancel? What if I get rejected again! I cannot take 2 flat out rejections in a week. My poor crushed ego. Basically, I was "Chicking out". So after various emails and instant messages with my good gal pals, I decided eff it, I am going to go. Que sera sera. And yes, I work. Somehow I managed to stay productive during my work day while having my internal battles and my self esteem swings. A lot of times I do feel overwhelmed. Like its too much for my little head to handle.

So 6:50 pm strolls along, and I decide I should primp a little for my date with Dr. FG. By 7:20 I am on the road, in route to the beach. Dr. FG wanted to meet at some little Cuban café by the beach….ugh. I kinda gave him the "egh" when he suggested the meeting place, and somehow I changed my mind and agreed to go meet him at the beach. So I arrive at the little Cuban café and I don't see him. I've only seen a few pictures of him, but when I peeked inside, I didn't really see anyone who resembled there….so I step outside to give him a call….and as I am starting to dial him, I notice a man who looks over from the bar area….and it was Dr. Feel Good. I look over at him and I get a warm fuzzy feeling. He has a big smile on his face, he is dressed for a date (dark jeans, white button down shirt, black leather jacket, and black dress shoes), and he looks like a nice normal man. Just what the doctor ordered!

I walk in, and he gets up and gives me a hug (we didn't have an awkward moment, no pausing, just nice and natural). I then take off my coat (which he helps me with), and as I am taking off my coat, I see him giving me the once over. I sit down and we start talking right away. The conversation just flowed, the drinks flowed, the chemistry continued to simmer nicely. 3 mojitos later (my 3rd, his 4th), we somehow are holding hands, and then he leaned over and kissed me…..and the chemistry started to more than simmer. After our drinks and out first PDA (public displays of affection), he suggests we go for a walk on the pier. The night was spectacular. You could see the stars I the sky, the waves crashing, and the air was nice a crisp. We held hands as we walked (he has nice soft hands….not terribly soft….but soft enough) and we stopped here and there for some more kissing. We then find a spot to stop and continue kissing….its now maybe close to midnight. We're kissing, enjoying each other….he starts to kiss my chest a little and I see HEADLIGHTS! And no…not my headlights THANK GOD. It’s the beach patrol, omg….the cop says, "Hey, whats up guys?" Dr. Feel Good says, "Oh, we're just enjoying the beach". The cop then tells us that he has to close the pier gates. So of course, the beach cop decides he will follow us in his big ass truck with the headlights on and escorts us the entire length of the pier!

Dr. Feel Good and I both agreed that this was definitely one for the books! Who gets a police escort on their first date!?!?