Best First Date Ever

Published October 30, 2013 by mindfulofchatter

As I stated in my last post, I went to a group get together a couple of weeks ago.

The get together was for the singles group I had joined about a month ago. We are all in the same age bracket (50ish), all single, all looking to meet people our own ages. This is NOT meant to be a dating group. The intent is NOT to hook-up. It is for meeting people in the same age bracket to go do things with. You know, like lunch, concerts, theatre, etc.. It is based in a Facebook page where all the events are posted and ideas are kicked around by the group in large. We all get on pretty well (there is some drama still occurring now and then. I guess some folks thrive on that), joke with each other, make fun of each other and support each other when someone is having a tough time. All in all, it is a pretty darn good group of people.

This event was an art walk. Every year, this little town invites artists to draw in the street with chalk. There is a theme, and the artists may draw from the theme, or choose to do something else. There no hard set rules. Our group set a meeting time and place with the intent to have breakfast together, then view the beginning stages of the art, hang out for a while then go back to see the progress being made on the artwork. There were about 15 ‘yes’ responses from the group. A few did post that they had to cancel which brought us to expect 8 – 10 people.

After all the gung-ho responses, only us three made it. Three. Two of the people who showed up lived in the town where the event was planned. I drove in from my little hamlet a few miles away.

No to be deterred from a good time, we decided to proceed with the plan. Off we trooped for breakfast at a local spot. Even though it was chilly, we elected to sit outside with the girls who ran the pancake grill. We all choose pancakes and sausage. And hot tea. We had a fun breakfast. Lots of laughter and trying each other pancake flavors, joking with the servers and waiting for the sun to find us at our little table. When the checks came, our one and only male scooped them all up and paid them. He laughed and stated we were lucky only three of us came, or we’d have to pay our own bills.

Now we trundled our way to the closed off street to look at the art in progress. Some has begun adding colour, some were still laying out grids, some had a little of both down. It was fun to see the varying stages and to see what they were working on doing (most had a photo or drawing laid out for reference). After that, we wandered around a little bit chatting. Then the other gal said she had to leave. Errands to run, things to done and all that. Off she went, leaving me and the lone male, ‘Luke’, on our own.

Luke asked me what I wanted to do. I told him I had no clue. I didn’t live here and had no idea what there was TO do. So Luke walked with me to the downtown area and pointed out some of the shops that might be fun to look in. So off we went to explore. We nosed around the antique stores, the secondhand shops and the ‘hippie’ store (all tye-dye and incense type stuff). Luke noticed it was lunchtime, and off we went for lunch. After lunch there was more exploring little shops and returning to view the progress of the chalk art (some were very impressive!). Then I ran smack dab into a Lego store. Luke didn’t even know there was a Lego store! (we found out later it was pretty new). I went in straight in, Luke right on my heels. There were bins to play in! Bins of bricks, bins of people bits, bins of all sorts of Legos! You could build something, then buy it if you wanted to. I made a bee-line to the people-parts bin. In no time flat, both of us were elbow deep in Lego people bits. We both built steampunk Lego guys. It took us about 1.5 hours to find all the pieces we wanted and fit them together. Okay, yeah. We were the oldest kids there. But we had a blast. After we had built our guys, Luke plucked my guy out of my hand and bought him for me.

Lego Dude

He even gambled and bought a mystery figure (you don’t know what you get until you open it). We nosed around the store for a while, asked questions, and had fun chatting with the sales clerk.

Now it was getting to be dinner time. Luke invited me to his place to watch a movie. I accepted. He cooked dinner for us.  We watched a movie, talked and laughed late into the night.

Not many men in their 50’s would have spent a day prowling through antique stores and secondhand shops, let alone play in a bin of Lego parts for over an hour. Most would have made excuses of things they needed to do and places they needed to be. They would have left at the first polite opportunity. But Luke did not. And you know what that added up to?

The best date ever.

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