Plans

I have plans tomorrow night.  I haven't had "plans" since last year's Sheraton Christmas party.  I'm not counting the numerous birthday parties for my 30 something nieces and nephews.  Actual plans.   I've been in touch with a guy from my childhood lately.   Via facebook, of course.  I friended him a few months ago when I saw his name pop up on a "neighborhood memories" page. 

I definitely initiated the start of something.  I looked at his profile, I read the posts that his friends would send his way.  I googled him to see what he was all about.  I'm so impressed with this guy.  He's a fireman.  And a typical fireman, at that, from my perspective.  He works, and then he works, and on his days off, he works.  In his spare time, he rides motorcycles.  He's in  a motorcycle "club".  I like everything I've read so far.   He is the  treasurer of a very important charity that is close to my heart.  He seems like a good guy all around.

He grew up a block and a half from me.  He lived a few houses away from my (then) favorite Aunt.  I remember him from when I was a kid.  I was one of the little kids in the main clique of my parents.  My older sister was kind of at the younger end of the kids in this clique, which left me and my twin as the reeeally little kids that tried to tag along.  

This guy, stands out from the rest of the "big kids"  because he was the only one, in my memory that would stop and talk to us kids.  He'd include us in what he was doing.  He'd smile to us and be nice.... the other big kids would just hope that one of us little ones would challenge them to "king of the hill" at Hatton's picnics.. not this guy.

So, I've been flirting with this guy, harmlessly, from afar.  It's almost too easy with Internet.  Even us chickens can do it..   Tomorrow night is a party at a local bar and he's asked me if I want to come by.

I'm giddy like a school girl :) 

details to follow.