Logger is taking me to a dinner party on Wednesday night. Yup. Meeting the friends. On the second date. We have this flirty little back and forth thing we do about wanting to live in the hills, and I really want a pool, so I have to work. And we LAUGH. So, I'm either marrying him, or setting myself up for a terrible break-up.
I don't know what to do about Ratto756. Do I postpone or tell him I've met someone? I hate this part. But he's a big boy. It's not like he'll be crushed by a woman he's never seen face-to-face.