02.06.08
Posted in Dating Diaries at 4:18 pm by Anna
I don’t have that.
My job has crazy hours, and I am a bit of a workaholic sometimes.
It’s not just because I love my job, which I do. But there always seems to be 1 more thing to do, 1 more fire to put out…1 more bizarre occurance from out of the blue…
When “Plane Love” asked me out on a date, I really wanted to go and I tried to arrange my schedule, but there was no hope.
And I’ll be totally honest… I was also a little afraid of ruining such a perfect encounter: A great date, talk of seeing each other next time he’s in town, me waiting for a long distance call that may or may not come; knowing he’s in France, seeing at least 3 other women…
I know it’s cynical, but I kind of wanted to leave a perfect memory alone!
However, I’m going to a work event tonight where there are supposed to be many cute and single guys - all living in LA. So if I get asked out, I won’t have an excuse to be so lame!! 
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02.04.08
Posted in Dating Diaries at 7:19 pm by Anna
In answer to the questions after my last posting, yes he did email!
“Just wanted to say great flying with you. It was fun and sexy, I guess I lucked out. I’m in town for 2 more nights, all alone with my rented car. Would you care to join me for dinner? I promise to take you somewhere to make up for the lousy food we had to endure.”
(We both bought dinner on the plane, which tasted like plastic.)
I had to work, so I couldn’t go, but it was nice that he did email!
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02.03.08
Posted in Dating Diaries at 11:32 pm by Anna
I went to Boston last week, to visit my college friend who is pregnant. Oh My God - the house was filled with baby books, and relatives coming over talking about babies and baby showers and diapers…and babies, and breast feeding and …babies.
I was so happy to be single! Not that I wasn’t happy to be single before - I seriously need a break from obsessing over men - but now I was thrilled…and relieved…and grateful to be single - and not part of the Mom scene.
Not that I have anything against motherhood, mind you. In fact I admire Moms so much, I don’t think I could do it. I just wouldn’t measure up. It takes such dedication, such stamina…the prospect really scares me.
But then sometimes I watch a corny movie like Father of the Bride II, and I think, what could be sweeter, more fulfilling than sharing that kind of love with a good man and a baby…? I usually snap out of it fairly quickly, but now I’m snapping out of it with diminishing speed…
Anyway, I was revelling in my independence and freedom…I got on the plane to LA, couldn’t wait to get back to sane, sunny weather. The flight back was almost empty, I had a whole row to myself. I looked across the aisle…and saw the most gorgeous guy I’ve seen in a long time… And I see a lot of gorgeous men in LA.
He had olive skin, shoulder length brown hair. High cheekbones, kind eyes (my favorite), and a lean, muscular body. He had that lazy, musky sensuality. He exuded fire without trying. Me likey…
He’s a producer. He lives in France, but was born in Florida. We chatted the whole time and he made me laugh. Ultimately it could never turn into anything because he was only coming to LA for 3 days. We exchanged email addresses, but we both knew we were just being polite.
But that kind of made the whole thing more special…just an isolated, highly sexually charged interaction with a mysterious man. It was sweet, innocent, care-free and suspended in time. No expectations, no disappointment, no complications. Just really fun.
In a way, it was the best relationship I’ve had since 2006!
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