Holy Moly!

Went out for a bite to eat last night. I supped at a place my son introduced me to sometime ago; Buffalo Wildwings. It's a sports bar sort of place that serves up some pretty decent wings in a generally boisterous atmosphere liberally equiped with big-screen TV's blaring various team sports events. Now, yours truly is not a fan of team sports, but this establishment offered something that, at the time, was a distinct advantage over most other eateries in the area - a smoking room. State law here requires a seperate room with its own ventilation system, and the bar at this place is in such a room. There are also a number of tables for dining and free WIFI. I haven't had a cigarette in five days now and plan on keeping it that way, so that particular attraction no longer exists for me - but the wings are still tasty.

So, off I go. I'm enjoying my dinner and notice someone over at the bar. A young lady, animated, attractive, in the company of a couple of female friends. What the hell....I get the attention of a barkeep and give him a little cash with which to buy her one of whatever she's having. He does, then points me out to her. She looks, smiles and invites me over. Wow. We talk, we laugh, we connect a little. After being off the market for so long, it felt pretty awesome, folks. She didn't seem to mind that my divorce is in process - something I felt I should be very upfront about; and she appreciated me being so. Nor did it seem to bother her that I'm quite a bit older than she.

She wants me to call her.