European vs. American

So took a little hiatus from writing and just was really working on getting life together and working.

The last blog post proved that my luck was intact and even men who are close to 40 years old haven't quite grown up enough to grasp the idea of actually letting the woman know that either they aren't interested or whatnot instead of just ::POOF:: disappearing.

I met someone though. I have been on multiple dates with him. We text even while he's at work and I'm off [usually trying to adult those days…aka laundry, shopping, etc…]

Here's where my European vs. American title comes into play--He's from Milan, has a very heavy italian accent but it's not so much that we can't have real communication.
I am very used to the cheek kisses, ever since my brother lived in France and his friends greeted me that way, and my client June, who lived in Spain for many many years--it's how she greets me every time I see her. I just love it.
First date we met outside a hotel downtown in the city that has a rooftop bar, and I was greeted with the cheek kiss :swoooooooon: and we sat and talked and drank and talked and then decided to grab dinner nearby, and we laughed and talked more, and drank more [boy those Europeans can't drink!] and then decided it was STILL going well that we hit up a little place not far from dinner to listen to live jazz/blues music.
                             Did I mention how much I love live music like that?!

I got home that night around 2 am….

Second date, dinner and chat
Third date, dinner and chat around my neighborhood
Fourth date, met for drinks after work

And then, he wanted to cook for me--but what was so nice was that he asked if he could or we could go for dinner….I opted for cooking dinner since we'd already had so much time out and he's been extremely gentlemanly. We played music, laughed about stupid things [music], drank wine, realized we needed to pickup a few things for the carbonara--walked over to the grocery, laughed far to much in the grocery and then went back and cooked.
                              OH. MY. GOD that was some delicious pasta!

I'm enjoying the time together, and I'm enjoying a man who is respectful…I don't want to generalize all American men because to be honest I know for a fact not all are like the ones I've come across lately, but usually by a third date most guys are insinuating things or trying to jump forward way to fast.

The Italian didn't try to actually kiss me until around the 5th date…

So far, so good. I am just enjoying the time

Until next time! xoxo