Day 76: Compliments all around

The day started with a fabulous compliment and they kept coming.

Shortly after I got into work one of my interns stopped me and said she had someone to set me up with.  I let it go until after the show when I couldn’t take the suspense any more.

When I asked, she said she thought I would be a good match with her brother.  Wow!  What a compliment.  That’s right up there with a mother setting you up with her son.

Her brother is 39 and evidently we have the same sense of humor (which is a good thing) but there is always a but right?

This one is a doosey.  The big but in the room is that he lives in New Jersey.  Yeah that’s going to be a problem, since I practically live on the opposite coast.

Oh well, it’s nice to be thought of, and even considered to be a potential member of the family.  That is huge.

All day I also kept getting compliments on my hair.  I threw it up this morning because I didn’t want to deal with it.

A low chignon with the bangs pulled back with a little volume.  I have to admit it did look cute, especially considering the lack of thought that went into it.

That’s what always gets me into trouble.  I don’t put a lot of thought into it and then I get the compliments, which makes me feel like I should have put more thought into it.

All the compliments and my cute little outfit, complete with the cougar belt, had me feeling a bit sassy.  So, mid -afternoon I texted the Pixie to see if she wanted to meet up for a drink after work.

As luck would have it, she was meeting a friend of hers and she invited me to join them.

I was the first one to the bar, the Pixie texted to let me know she was running late, so I set out on a mission to find her friend who I have never met.

When I walked in I saw a woman sitting at the bar by herself, so I decided to ask if she was the Pixie’s friend.

The response ‘no’.  Oh ok, crap.  After her answer I felt the need to explain myself as if someone would think I was a lesbian on a blind date.  So I quickly summed up I was meeting a friend and her friend who I had never met before.  Surprise.  The girl got up and left a very short time later.

I ordered my glass of wine and waited.  A short time later I got another text from the Pixie, she was running late but her blonde friend had walked in the bar.  Ok, I can deal with that.

A short time later I saw a blonde walked in, so I tried my luck a second time.  No luck.  Crap!  Now I look like a total lesbian creeper with a bad pick up line!

Once again I tried to explain my situation.  Thankfully it was only a few minutes before the Pixie walked in, and her friend was just a few minutes behind her.

We had a fabulous time talking.  It was great to bounce ideas off other intelligent women, and to have their support on all your endeavors.

What a great day!

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