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I had an amazing weekend. Met an amazing girl and took her on an amazing date. Here's how it all went down. I actually met this girl a week ago through a mutual friend. That's all it was, an introductions, I was on my way to another date when we met. We maybe chatted for about 10 minutes. Well, this past friday I ran into her at a local watering hole and we sat and talked for what ended up being about 4 hours. Really hit it off. We parted ways (I was heading to the Times Changed (local bar) to see a band, she was going to a shitty dance bar with her friends) After the band finished, her and one of her friends showed up at the Times (smashed - so was I). We kind of talked a bit more, but then the bar was kicking everyone out (it was 3:30 am by this point). No sooner did I get home, and my phone rings. It's her. Clearly drunken, but wanting to talk. We talked for about another hour, about our respective nights, how funny it is how we know eachother, and what we were planning for the long weekend. (It was a long weekend here in Canada, and a lot of people head out of town, to the lake or otherwise). Neither of us had concrete plans to go anywhere so I said "Hey, I have a car this weekend. Want to go to Fargo?" She pretty much laughed at that idea, but said. Call me tomorrow when I'm sober. This was 4:30 AM. I called her at about 11:30 (I'd been up for about an hour already and was heading over to my Moms to pick up her car for the weekend) and asked her again. "I'm heading to Fargo today... you in?" To my surprise she said yes. Crazy. I wasn't ready for that. Shit, I had to eat, and shower, I had to call my Fargo friends and give them a heads up that we were "visiting", and oh yeah, find my passport and pack an overnight bag for any possible circumstance that may arise. I picked her up at 3:30 and we hit the highway. So far so good, no awkward silence, we actually talked all the way there, about pretty much everything. Turns out we have lots (and I mean LOTS in common) The boarder crossing was a breeze, I think the guard actually thought we were a couple, and the ride goes by pretty quickly, even considering we were slowed down about an hour of travel time by a freak thunderstorm. Show up at Shipleys at about 8:00ish. I give her the introductions to our hosts, we sit and have a beer and aquaint ourselves for a bit, then head out to get a bite to eat. Decide on mexican, but Acapulco is closed down, so we go to some fast food burrito place. Not bad, but my stomach wasn't thanking me a couple hours later. Back to the house for a few more beers to prime us for an 80s dance party at the Aquarium (new venue in Fargo since Ralph's closed down). The dance party was pretty much a dud, but we have a couple more beers, do a little dancing and head back (again) to the house, with a few people in tow for a bit of a nightcap. Watch some videos, smoke some smokables, couple more beers and the party dwindles. Our host had a lunch date with his sister the next day and retires leaving us to decide on our sleeping arangements. There is a futon around the corner in the rec room, as well as a couch and a single bed in the spare room, however it is covered in piles of laundry and linens and such. I (kraftily) suggest that if she's cool with it, we share the futon. We are adults after all. She's cool with that, with the "clothes stay on" stipulation. Which is fine with me. We actually just laid there and spooned and talked for about an hour or so. This is when we decided that this was officially our first date. This is also when she tells me that she does not want a boyfriend or relationship as she is still messed up about her last one. She is still going through a divorce. I knew about all this as we talked about it on the way down and assured her that I understood her situation and had no expectations despite the fact that I was extremely attracted to her. Then we had a little makeout session, and allowed ourselves to fall asleep, back in the spoon. When we woke up we laid in bed and talked for about another half hour (45 mins) before deciding to get up and find coffee and breakfast at 12:30. Good morning kiss, sober, morning breath, soft and passionate. Head out for breakfast. I had waffles with peanutbutter and syrup and bacon (as usual), she had a huge omlette, hashbrowns, pancakes sausages.... (she likes food as much as I do, how does she stay so slim?) Bellys full, we bid farewell to our host and head out shopping. Super Target in Grand Forks is our destination. Lucky for us it is open until 9pm, as we don't leave fargo untl about 4:30 (she wanted to drive around and see the town as she'd never been and I wanted to see the ruins of Ralph's) Spent our wads at target on junk food. I bought Mostly organic taco chips in differnent wacky flavours and energy drinks. She bought just as much chips as me, but instead of energy drinks, bought teas and granolas. Hit the highway and cross the boarder (having to pay a whopping $12 as our purchases were over the allowed limits) and I drop her off at her house. Total date time, 32 hours (give or take). I ask her if she had a good time and if she'd see me again. As if she'd say no. (though we agreed to wait a few weeks before our next date) and I kiss her goodnight, for about 15 minutes.

That was probably the best date I've ever had.

But here's the clincher. There is always a clincher, and this is a good one. She is the ex-wife of my best girl-friend's current boyfriend, and neither of them know we've ever met. Talk about a potentially stickey situation. She was very upfront about it, it was actually one of the first things she told me when we first met a week ago, and we talked about her marriage (she was with him for 15 years - married for 4) and the divorce (which isn't even finalized) and how it's affected her and how it's still too early for her to get serious with anybody. I have no choice but to understand that none of this is within my control. This all happened very fast, and unexpected and the best I can hope for is that I made a very good and lasting impression on this woman. We have so much in common, from our careers, to our taste in junk food and home decor to family values social beliefs. In another time or place, anywhere else we could have mistaken this weekend for love at first sight. But the truth of the matter is... well.... I don't know. That's the thing. I have no idea how my best friend and her boyfriend will react to this chance meeting, I don't know if she is feeling the same way that I am, I don't know if we will even see eachother again. But I am thinking about her constantly.

What do you all think?


(cross posted in my blog and dating sucks group)