My lunch date yesterday was, pleasant. Pleasant isn’t really what you are looking for on either side in my opinion. But on the other hand, pleasant is good. It’s really good when you are describing the weather, right?
Ok, here’s the deal. We went to lunch at a Mexican restaurant. I was already there when she arrived. I don’t think that it mattered that I was already eating the free chips when she arrived. She got there and we just stayed at the bar where I was already sitting. So, the conversation started. And the conversation was pleasant. We both talked about ourselves. First meetings are always very awkward so we were trying to get past the awkward parts. Her phone was blowing up but she handled each text relatively quickly. We talked a little about her family and her roots. And we talked about work a little. It was a very pleasant lunch and honestly, I could maybe see going out again… But I doubt if she wants to. I just didn’t really get the impression that she was feeling me. It wasn’t really anything she did or didn’t do. It’s hard to describe. And honestly, I could possibly be 100% wrong. I just got the impression that she was just there because she had agreed to be there. But like I said, it was a pleasant lunch.
Blake Shelton is TONIGHT!!!