But how do we feel about breakfast dates? I’m sorry, early morning breakfast dates. With bodybuilding accountants. On a Saturday. Hmmmmm. I’ll let you know next Saturday after I get to witness him ordering his egg whites with no butter or oil, dry wheat toast and 3 gallons of water. 😉 Maybe I should get Eggs Benedict with a side of hash browns just to see if he gets up and walks out on me? Nah, as that’s the last ‘official’ day of my diet, it will do me good to eat a healthy breakfast. They say it is the most important meal of the day ya’ know.
Uhm, what the hell does one wear to 7:30am breakfast date for a 1st meeting? I’m thinking feetie pajamas is a bit over the top. I’m guessing bags under my eyes and messy hair, but as it will be a bit early in the day to pull out my whore-wear without looking like a street walker just coming off the night shift, I guess he’ll get capris. Or shorts. Actually, who really cares?
This will be officially date #2 that I’ve been on since the latest and greatest demise of you know what with you know who. While I much prefer cocktails for dates, a girls gotta eat and since I’m none too jazzed anyway, I figure why not?
Oh, and point of reference: I don’t actually dress like a whore. Much.