Moving help from Brad?

So, I'm moving tomorrow. Brad offered to help me with this, which I really appreciate. Actually he accidentally volunteered.

I was explaining how I thought it would be difficult to move certain things and he says " Oh, no it's not." and starts explaining exactly how he would do it. I looked and him and said "Oh, it sounds like you know exactly what you are doing. I could really use the help."

He laughed and smiled, as if he were agreeing to help. We will see what happens.

Good dating traits

Wow, I would have to say I agree with Brad on this one. I will say that most people date a lot of people trying to find just the right person for them.

I have found the opposite to be true. I find that dating one person gives you both more time to get to know each other. This way you can talk and find out if this person has the traits you are looking for, or better yet the traits you don't want.

I have definitely played the "20 questions" game with Brad, trying to look for the traits that I admire. He's not perfect either, but so far I have to say I am very happy with what I have discovered.

Hello? Can you hear me?

I was talking with Brad last night, about the party he threw on Monday in Golden Gate Park. A lot of my friends came and it was really fun.

I started to tell him how everyone loved it and had a great time. So, here I am going on and on about how great it was. Then he just looks up at me and says " huh, sorry I wasn't even listening to you." Then he just smiles, and laughs.

What?! Here I am throwing compliments his way and he's not even listening.

See Brad's reply re: Can You Hear Me

Three's a party

My boss had a party at his place last night. I decided to ask Brad to go with me.

When we get there I introduce Brad and he immediately seems to hit if off with everyone. After awhile we are all just sitting around talking, and having a great time.

Then Brad starts telling a story. In the middle of the story Brad casually places his hand on what he thought was my knee. The only problem was that it wasn't my knee at all, it was my co-workers! She looks absolutely shocked by this. I look around and everyone seems to be staring at me, waiting to see what I'm going to do.

I look at him and say "What are you doing?" He then realizes what he's doing and everyone laughs. Then he looks at me and says
"Wow, arrive with one women, leave with two."

See Brad's reply re: Party with the bosses

re: It goes both ways

“...this is just Sara trying to get a reaction out of me.”
Read more at Brad's blog

Oh God, yeah so Brad came to my place the other night. Things were good, I thought I was gaining ground with Brad, I should have just left well enough alone...

I knew Brad was coming over soon. So I asked Laura, my roommate, to join me in a little fun. Brad walks in, he sits down and I finish getting ready. While Brad was waiting, my roommate walks in and says "I'm leaving; Bye Sara, bye Jeff." Brad immediately looks over at me and as much I tried not to, I couldn't help but smile.

I could tell he did not like this and I must admit I enjoyed it a bit. His glare did not change and his arms were crossed. Thinking I got the better of him, I straighten my posture. I look at him, waiting to see what he will do. Then Brad comfortably sits back on my couch and says "It's okay Laura, I mean Sara!"

One step forward ...two steps back.

Sunday delivery

Brad and I had made plans to meet at his place around noon yesterday. I get on the bus and send him a quick text saying I was on my way.

I asked him to meet me at the bus stop by his place. He quickly responds, saying that he couldn't, he's stuck at home waiting for a package. That's fine. I get off the bus and head towards his place.

A few minutes later he asks me to pick up lunch and bring it with me. So, I turn around and go pick up lunch. This takes forever, since the place was packed. During this time I get several message from Brad asking “What's taking so long?”   “What'd you get lost?” I finally get the food and head back toward his place. I ask him to meet me outside and he responds with “Just ring the bell.” He was starting to really annoy me!

I ring the doorbell, Brad opens the door and says “Ah, my package has arrived!”

See Brad's reply re: Delivery

Unorganized Lunch

I got a call from Brad, asking me if I could meet him on his lunch break. Unfortunately, I told him I was stuck in the library all day studying and I had rushed out of the house this morning and forgot my wallet.

Still I was in desperate need of a break, so I told him I would meet him as soon as I could. Maybe we could at least hang out for a bit.

By the time I got to him his break was over. I apologized for being so late. He just gave me a big hug and said "hold on, I've got something for you." He then ran into is office and came out with detailed directions, he knows how easily i get lost, to this new pizza place. Also, he included enough money for me to get a couple slices.

This was the nicest thing ever, I was left completely speechless.

re: All dressed up

“Sara was getting anxious watching me...”      Read more at Brad's blog

I'm the type of girl that usually loves just hanging out watching a good movie.

I had a very stressful week and was wanting to go out for the evening. Brad understood and mentioned that we could go to the W. This is an exquisite place, and I haven't had the chance to get really dressed up in a while. So, I was excited to go.

Brad started to get ready. I figured this would take no time at all. I was not expecting the fashion show it ended up turning into. He was having so much trouble deciding, even though he looked great in everything he put on. After what felt like forever, I told him he looked great and that if we didn't leave soon we were gonna be really late. He said I was right and we headed towards my place. I was in and out in a breeze, because I had plenty of time to think about what I was gonna wear.

Finally we were on our way. We arrive at the W and see all of the people having a great time. I give my ID to the doorman and wait for Brad to get his. After searching his wallet for a few minutes he realizes he left it at home. Argh!!! I was frustrated but, it was funny at the same time. I mean how are you gonna leave your ID when we spent the last hour getting ready to go out?

...and then blame it on me?

Heels and S.F.

Brad, like most guys is a big fan of heels   I am as well, don't get me wrong I love the way they look   Their is only one problem with heels and that is: we live in San Francisco.

When ever we make plans to go out he always hints to the fact that he would like me to wear a pair of my heels.   So, in order to make him happy I wore a pair on our last date. When he saw me he immediately made a comment about how sexy they were.   Being a girl this did make me smile   We spent a good portion of the night walking around the city, so my feet were killing me   Half way through the night I start limping.
I ask Brad if we can sit for a while.   I begin to explain the situation with heels and how they hurt after a while. He says he understand but, reminds me how sexy he thinks they are.

With comments like that... what's a girl to do?

See Brad's reply re: Heels...

Beach Day, no towels

I get a call from Brad asking if I want to go to the beach.   I wasn't working so I was excited to have something to do, so I said yes.   He tells me to get my beach wear together and he will get back to me with more details.   I start putting a few things together, when I get a text saying he is on his way to pick me up.   “Be there in 5” it said.   So i am running around frantically throwing what I can into a bag.

The drive was beautiful and the conversation was great.   He was so sweet as he was describing how he tricked his boss into letting him leave early just so he could see me.

We get to the beach and gather our things.   We found the perfect spot to relax and I ask him for a towel to lay on.   He didn't bring the towels.   How are you going to invite someone to the beach and then not bring towels?   So, here we are at this beautiful beach with and no towels to lay on.

So instead of laying in the sun and relaxing we ended up walking around a bit, looking at the sea life, which was nice.   Ultimately we ended up leaving a lot earlier than we had planned.

See Brad's reply re: Beach Day

re: Broken computers...

“...it would seem she is sabotaging her computer just to talk with me.”
Read more at Brad's blog

I was at home working on a paper for school, when all of the sudden the sound on my computer goes out.  I tried a few tricks I knew; that didn't work.  So I called my friends to see if they could help; that got me no where.

So there I am staring at this broken computer and I know what I have to do.   I reluctantly messaged Brad. When I explained the problem to him he jumped at the opportunity to help me.After he walked me through a few basic things the problem was fixed.

Unfortunately it broke again a few days later, so I thought I should call him again.Turns out it was a virus, which I have no control over, and of course he does not mention this.  We decide to meet up so he can take the computer himself and work on it.  We spoke several times throughout the week about the computer. I thanked him and offered to buy him dinner for helping me.   “No problem, it was my pleasure” he said.

It didn't really seem to me like he was all that frustrated with the situation.   It seemed more like he enjoyed the fact that he could help me.

...Fireworks

Ok, Brad did bring up the fact that we were walking slower a few times. I'll give him that. I still think if we would have taken the bus, full or not, we would have made it on time.

Oh and the video he bought was ridiculous. I couldn't even believe he thought that would make up for it.

Fourth of July and Fireworks ...maybe not

Fourth Of July is one of my favorite holidays, mainly because of the fireworks.  It is a tradition for me to watch the fireworks at the end of the night, it kind of wraps up the holiday.

I decided to invite Brad to join my friends and I for a BBQ at the Park.  This seemed like a great time to introduce him to all of my friends.  We had spent a good portion of the day at the park eating, laughing, and just having a great time.

It was getting late and I asked if we could head toward the fireworks.  “We've got plenty of time” Brad said.  A few minutes later we all decided to leave.  I suggested we take the bus but, Brad said we could make it if we walked.  I was completely against this but, some how he got all of my friends to agree with him.  This was not a good sign.

So, as we are taking our sweet time walking toward the Embarcadero, we see herds of people walking in the opposite direction.  We completely missed the fireworks.  I was completely upset and Brad saw this.  In great Brad-fashion, instead of actually apologizing he just pats me on the head and says “Awe Tandy, you'll be okay.”

All I asked was to watch the fireworks and what did I get... a lousy pat on the head.  Argh!

See Brad's reply    re: Fireworks...

Flirty-third date

Brad and I were enjoying a very nice dinner for our third date.   We were laughing and having a great conversation.   All of the sudden our waitress comes over.   The only problem with this is that it's actually not the same waitress we had before.   Another lady had taken over our table.

This is no big deal, except because of this the rest of the night changed.   Brads drink was refilled numerous times while I'm across the table sucking on ice.   She kept laughing at everything he said and conveniently dropped things on the floor every time she left our table.   Brad sees how frustrated I am with this situation and he is eating it up.

Finally we leave and she yells “Bye, come back soon,” followed by a flirty wink.

Afterwords, Brad took me to get my favorite ice cream.   Who walks in shortly after we get there, you guessed it, the flirty waitress.   I couldn't sit there and watch her continue to flirt with Brad, so we left. Brad sees how frustrated I am, laughs coyly and says “Oh come on Tandy, it's no big deal, it's not like I asked for her number or anything.”

See Brad's reply    re: Third date

Nicknames already?

Oh, and another thing, half way through our date Brad starts calling me by my last name.  I was a little confused by this at first. Then I thought it was cute. This feeling only lasted for awhile. After calling me Tandy all night it started to get very annoying.

I thought maybe this was just a one time thing, but I was wrong. He continues to refer to me as Tandy all the time. I tried to explain to my friends why this frustrates me, they just thought it was funny. So, now not only does Brad refer to me as Tandy but, all of my friends do as well.

What has this guy started??!!

re: Second date...

“Walking up to her, she barley even flinches and says "Hey, what are you stalking me?”
Read more at Brad's blog...

Brad asked me to join him for a second date.  I was a little reluctant, given the way our first date started, but when he called he sounded so excited to take me out again I just had to say yes.

It was really sweet, he made reservations at a nice restaurant in Nob Hill.  So, we set up a time and place to meet.

When Friday came I wanted to make sure that he wasn't late, like last time, so I called him to make sure that we were meeting at 7:00 on Market street.  He was very polite and made sure I knew exactly how to get there.  I could tell he was really trying to make the second date go well.  I got dressed up and headed down town.

When I stepped off the bus I received a call from Brad asking me where I was. I was just down the street so I told him I would be there in a few minutes.  I was heading toward our meeting spot, when I noticed my reflection in one of the store windows.  I quickly stopped to fix my hair, and check my outfit before I met Brad. Just a few seconds later I see Brad walking my way.  He seemed a little upset, so I thought I would try to lighten the mood a bit.  I jokingly said to him "Whoa, are you stalking me?" ...He did not find this as funny as I did. Oops!

First Dates... Terrible

Ok, I usually don't do this but, I just had to.

I went out with this guy, Brad, this weekend and something very ridiculous and what I consider weird and unusual happened.  I don't know, maybe it's just me.
We have been talking for a little while and he seemed so sweet.  So when we made plans for our first date I was really excited. When I asked him where he wanted to meet he quickly said “Oh, how about Market Street Cinema.” Being new to the city I was not familiar with this place, so I agreed.  Now this is the weird part.  I get to Market street cinema, and for those of you that are also unfamiliar with this place, it is a strip club.  WHAT! What kind of girl does this guy think I am? On top of that he is late so I have to stand outside this cinema and wait.  While I'm waiting everyone passing me is staring at me as if I'm advertising for this strip club.  When he finally shows up he starts laughing as if it's the funniest thing that has ever happened.

What's wrong with this guy?

Is it just me or is this just completely ridiculous? Meeting at a strip club is not my idea of an ideal first date.

Sara

See Brad's reply    re: First dates...