After these messages...

we'll be right back.

Thats right people. We are taking a few weeks off from the world of dating for sport. Why?

1. So we can do "real-work" for 2 weeks so our bosses don't get suspicious.
2. Come up with challenge numba TWO
3. Brainstorm new ways to stalk men of NYC.

So if any of you have any ideas for 2 and 3 or how we can make 1 irrelevant, we are all ears.

Until then, we are going to be reminding ourselves that we dont need pride anyway so we can gear up for another round.

Update: Midwest Man

I'm so behind on posts, I'm just going to plow through them all at once!

And this is a bit of a delicate subject, given that Midwest Man may or may not read this blog. And I know that one of his best friends does (that's right, C) and will occasionally cut and paste content in an email to him. (Please don't do that!?)

But for the sake of the leaderboard, I've now gone on three dates with him (with a fourth this weekend). He's GREAT. I'll write more on these soon...

Update: Man#1

So remember Man#1 (let's call him B), who is a cute hipster but took me to a horrible sushi place for lunch? He texted to ask me out to burgers...that was last weekend and I told him "Sure! I'll get in touch with you next week!"

But I haven't.

So can I just ignore him? That's mean. The alternative is to write and say that I'm not interested, but that's kind of mean as well. Or I could get burgers with him, but I would rather spend my time with people I really like.

Advice?

Date Recap: CFH Man#3, Date#1

On Monday night, I went on a date with a sweet guy we'll call Z. Time was running out and my schedule was quite busy, so I penciled him in for a 45-minute drink before dinner with my roommate (which, by the way, I'm going to argue is my (Wo)Man#4).

For whatever reason, it seems like I'm always stuck picking meet-up spots. I guess it's easy to tell I'm opinionated?

Of course, the cute Japanese sushi/sake place I pick doesn't have any bar seats. And my back-up bar is also packed. So we end up at a diner nearby, drinking wine (I tried to go for a carafe instead of a glass each, and his expression clearly implied he thinks I'm a lush).

His follow-up question, "So what do you do on the weekends? Where do you like to go out?" confirmed this. It seemed he was surprised (and relieved) that my idea of a good time is NOT to go out clubbing on Friday and Saturday nights. Obviously, my favorite thing to do is eat and that's how I spend my time. I'm going to assume that his calling my jacket "mini" was not a way to suggest that maybe I should cut back on my dinners out...

Z was incredibly nerdy in a really endearing way -- he wears glasses, has just a tiny bit of pudge, studied math and philosophy at Standford, got a masters in philosophy in London, went to Yale Law School for a year before dropping out, worked at a start-up internet company...and now works for Google. He just moved to Brooklyn and is SO excited to have his own place. (I half ignored the comment about how he can't wait for his mother to visit so he can buy lots of cool kitchen supplies.) He's incredibly smart and opinionated. He also happens to work with my mother's ex-boyfriend, who I guess is dubbed "Angry [B]" at work. (Sad.)

At the end of our date, he walked me to the subway (saying, you're not going to take a cab, are you? which is exactly what I was planning to do...but then felt guilty about it). I apologized for the time crunch but he assured me that he didn't mind at all. Which I took to mean that he was obviously bored the whole time.

BUT last night he texted to ask me out again...so I guess it wasn't all that bad. Can you guess what he proposed as one date idea (along with dinner/drinks)? BOARD GAMES. That's right. I actually kind of love it, but I'm not sure I like him as more than a friend. Would it be wrong to try and set him up with one of my single girlfriends?!

Public Apology

Dear J,

We, are assholes.

We totally missed your email. Probably because you are the first and only person to ever email us. (Thanks for taking the pressure off of our empty inbox).


Love your story. Also, we are glad to know that we've contributed to you being slightly less productive at work.

As we gear up for challeng numero DOS, I think we are gonna need some of your stories, insights and wisdom now more than ever.


We will chat with you soon to figure out eggsactly how you can drop some knowledge on us all.

xo
sixteen dates

(And yes, this is the blog's second reference to You've Got Mail. This should make Meg Ryan and Mr. Monday #1 pleased)

The taste of sweet, sweet victory

I'm happy to announce that I have (finally) crossed the mothereffin finish line. That's right ladies and gents, I successfully found four different people to date me.

To sum up the 4th date, it was successful in that we ate heaping piles of meat served on wax paper on a large tray with jars of beer. Could it get any sexier than that? B was super funny, smart, and just generally fun to be around. Not sure if B and I will enter dating territory, but I feel it was the best way to end this challenge - on a good note, embracing my carnivorous side and drinking Bud Light in a 32 oz styrofoam cup.

10 hours and couting...

to get any last minute dates, repeats or DTD counts before our official Sixteen Dates challenge is O-V-A.

All im saying, is momma likes a good cocktail, or 4. Please note I like my martinis extra dir-tay (I am from the dirty south) with 3 olives. Thanks.

KP - good luck on sliding into home. In more ways than one.