A few months ago she sent me a random Facebook message on St. Patrick's Day saying she knew a nice single guy that was looking to date and wanted to know if I was interested. At first I thought she had been out drinking and this was some kind of stupid joke but when I asked her about it at work the following day she was totally serious. All she told me was that he was her husband's college friend, that he was an Accountant who was working on his Master's degree while studying for the CPA exam, and that he was very tall. Tall and nerdy is right up my alley so I wanted to know more. She had shown him a picture of me and I'm told he said I was cute and I saw a blurry picture of him and said he could be cute if I could actually see him. I was very nervous to accept this offer because I have been out of the dating game for over 2 years now so I don't even know how to date anymore but I haven't had any males looking my way in a very long time and didn't know if or when this type of opportunity would come up again so I thought hey why not. We set up a day to go bowling after work a few weeks later with another couple who Darci also knew from college. Apparently he is always the 5th wheel when they go out so I was invited to even out the couples or something like that. Unfortunately we had to cancel the bowling night due to conflicting work schedules among the group so I never heard much about him after that until July rolled around.
Darci and I have inadvertently started a weekly ritual where I go into her office and we spend about 20 minutes discussing all the things that irritate us about our jobs and the people we work with. During one of our latest venting sessions she casually mentioned that she and her husband were hosting a barbecue at their house over the holiday weekend and that they were inviting family and friends most notably the Accountant friend that I never had the chance to meet. She followed up by sending out an invite through Facebook so I knew it was official. The details stated that the party would start at 6pm and would end at ??? Everyone was asked to bring a side or dessert to share as well as their drink of choice. I saw that at least 30 people were being invited but none of them were the Accountant meaning that I wouldn't have the luxury of Facebook stalking him prior to meeting him. Fair enough. I anxiously RSVP'd to the event of the summer because I didn't know what food to bring since I don't cook and I of course had no idea what to wear. Mind you this was about 3 weeks before the party but I like to plan ahead.
The big day came and the weather was beautiful so I had a good feeling about things. At the very last minute I found a very simple recipe for mini fruit pizzas so I went to the store to get the ingredients and took a catnap before making them. I decided that I would leave my house at 6pm since Darci's place is only 5 minutes away. I of course was still frosting cookies at 6pm and hadn't decided what to do with my hair so I didn't leave until closer to 6:30pm but at least now I could make an entrance. I decided to wear this super cute navy and white striped silk romper that I got at J.Crew Factory a few years ago and my gold jeweled Gianni Bini sandals. I put the top part of my hair up in a little ponytail to keep some of the hair out of my face so I wouldn't sweat as much and sprayed so much body splash on I was just asking mosquitoes to come and bite me. I arrived at the party and saw about 35 people in the backyard eating, mingling, and grooving to Top 40 hits but I didn't recognize a single person there until her cousin Amanda who I had gone to high school with spotted me from across the yard. I felt immediately at ease when she came over to talk to me and then Darci appeared with a pan full of meat and offered to show me around the house. Everyone there was young and attractive just like all the parties they had on The Hills. I wasn't even sure if I belonged there but I earned an invite so I was staying. She introduced me to her husband who instead of accepting my handshake embraced me in a bear hug informing me that they were hugging people. Ironically I am not. After I got the tour of the house she brought me back out to meet Kimber & Richard (who they have affectionately nicknamed Spoons) the other couple that we had planned to go bowling with and then turned me around to meet The Accountant.
There he was a tall drink of water standing at 6'7" wearing a green t-shirt, glasses, and buzzed red hair. Prior to this introduction I had only seen a very blurry picture of him so I was pleased at the tall cutie standing in front of me. We shook hands and then I bolted for the food table because I was starving. There was so much food you would have thought the entire city was invited but I limited myself to a hot dog and a couple of chips because you can't pig out in front of a guy you just met right? I had some light conversation with Kimber & Spoons while I was eating and then she suggested we get the party started by being the first to play a game so the 4 of us went out in the yard to play bags and we decided to play girls against boys. I think technically the boys won but I had a pretty good arm on me so I got in a few good attempts. Everyone at the party was watching us play and it was kind of cool to be the center of attention for a change. I suspect they even thought we were a couple (gasp). I was having fun so my nerves somewhat subsided but I was also starting to sweat and someone had just come in with shrimp so we stopped playing to get some more food. The Accountant brought me a drink (because Kimber told him to) and we continued to have a conversation on the deck. He was pretty quiet most of the time so I didn't really learn much about him that I didn't already know but he did tell me that he was shy and feeling a little awkward about the situation which I could totally relate to. I had to leave around 9pm because I had plans to go to the movies that night but I felt like it was the perfect opportunity to keep him wanting more....at least that's what they say in Cosmo.
I grabbed my purse and said goodbye to everyone and we all made tentative plans to hangout on Thursday after work. I went to shake The Accountant's hand goodbye but he went in for a hug instead because remember they are hugging people. I was pleasantly surprised by this action on his part but a little freaked out because I smelled like outside and my hair had frizzed up from the sweat so I don't know how pleasant it was for him. He is so tall that I basically hugged his stomach because I couldn't reach around his arms but it felt nice just the same. I bounced out of the party hoping and praying that a group hang was in the works because I am very interested in meeting him again. I was told afterwards that the last party guests didn't leave until 2am and most of the food went to waste but a fun time was had by all. Of course the only thing I was concerned about what whether or not The Accountant liked me. Apparently he hadn't said anything about meeting me but I'm also told that he is a man of few words when it comes to this sort of thing because they embarrassed him but he did agree to participate in the group hang so I guess I didn't scare him off completely. I'm of course now already nervous and attempting to plan what one wears when trying to attract someone while wearing hideous bowling shoes. That is a feat even this fashionista may not be able to master.
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