A few have people asked for some of my dating details, and I know that I always sort of roll my eyes when lifestyle-ish bloggers (<—which is kind of what this blog has turned into, I think?) get all coy.
I mentioned that I went back to online dating – BRIEFLY – when I got back home from Japan in August. I have since went off-line when date #5 turned into a super sketchy situation. However! For all my virtual single friends out there, I have some dating recaps for you.
WHO// The Organic Farmer
WHAT?// In Japan, I had deactivated my OKC account. However, my sisters begged to read it when I was in Ohio. When I signed back on OKC for my sisters to see my profile, I had to keep it up for one week, and after a string of 50-something’s who couldn’t spell messaged me and I’d moan about it to anyone who would listen at home, this organic farmer/sugarmapler MY AGE (32) got in touch with me.
He had a blank profile with no picture, but wrote in proper paragraphs and used proper pronunciation and promised me he was handsome, so of course I was super intrigued. Enough to meet him – blindly – for a drink. Once you go abroad, you go bold.
WHEN// August 25th. 7-10 p.m.
WHERE// Hinesburg Public House. He called ahead and reserved a table outside, which I loved.
FOODIE DETAILS// Him, lamb burger and beer. Me, fries and beer. (I had already eaten dinner because I thought we were just getting drinks, but then I didn’t want to be that person who didn’t eat on a date, so I got some fries with my beer.) We each had one and a half Lagunitas Shut-Down Ale plus water since that stuff is delicious but like 9% alcohol. He paid for all of it
FIRST IMPRESSIONS//He was interesting looking, in a rugged way. Tallish. Maybe 6′? Very pretty green eyes with dark brown hair and tan skin, but super rural/farmer. I think he was in a Carhartt jacket and work boots. I was in denim shorts, plaid shirt, and flat leather sandals. Going for a casual yet cute yet comfy vibe, yet……
BEGINNING// I WAS EFFIN’ NERVOUS. I was like, do I hug him or shake hands??? (We shook hands.) How do we start this off?
CONVERSATION// The beginning was a little awkward. But we talked for like three hours, so we talked about lots of things. School. Travel. Hobbies. He went to school in the midwest, was an anthropology major/English minor. Lived in Europe for a year in college. Traveled all over Russia. Came home, graduated, then went to a naturalist school outside Seattle. Lived there for three years. Worked at different outdoorsy jobs out west, then moved to Vermont four years ago.
Super fit. He runs, but doesn’t do races (WHICH I LOVE after I dated an ex-boyfriend who was obsessed with racing). I think he ran 10 miles that morning. He also plays soccer. He works outside for most of the day, and says it’s hard work. I believe him. He farms all summer and does sugarmapling in the winter. He helps take care of a neighbor in poor health down the road. He has a brother who is gay and a baker. His dad works at a university and his mom is a neonatal nurse. We talked about how my sister didn’t know she was pregnant for four months, and that’s kind of strange but it happens, and then we moved on to talking hair. He cuts his own hair and just uses Dr. Bronner’s soap on it. He has a dog. He thinks girls in Texas (has family there) wear too much make-up. He loves Orange Is The New Black. His favorite city is Berlin. He’s never worked an inside job. Ever.
ENDING// We hugged and he said he’d be in touch. I have NO IDEA if he liked me because sometimes he had trouble looking me in the eye and I had to initiate the hug at the end. (Hug or should I have just shaken his hand again?) Or if I could even see something with him? I think he’s been dating more often than I have – not hard to do…- and I realized that I would like to go on more dates to compare.
POST-DATE// Never got in touch with me. C’est la vie. To be fair, I probably wasn’t the best date: just getting back from abroad (I was still jibbering in Japanese at that point) combined with my first online date ever (it’s weird, just weird). I remember heading to the restaurant and it was my first time even driving alone in my car in over a year. So surreal, I snapped a picture on the way.
MY TAKE-A-WAY MESSAGE// Eye contact. It speaks volumes. I Googled “men who can’t make eye-contact” later that week. If they looked up – he would look at the sky while I was talking – it indicated that they were bored as f-ck and not interested.
So that, and I really like Lagunitas beer! It was my drink of choice for the entire end-of-summer season. Sometimes finding a good beer is better than getting a second date. HURRAH FOR LAGUNITAS.