Date #5 of My 12 Dates of Christmas: Bart

My introduction to Date #5, Bart, started with a miscommunication. I guess I wasn’t as clear as I should have been about what I needed, so our mutual friend, Janet, thought I was looking for someone to guest post on my blog and talk about their dating experiences.

Sorry, Bart, you’re not TALKING about your experiences, you ARE the experience. But like many of the candidates before and after, he couldn’t resist being a part of the project. At least that’s what I tell myself about all of these guys. 🙂

12 Dates #5 Bart

Bart made keeping “Rule #1 of the 12 Dates of Christmas: No Facebook stalking before the date” vkirtually impossible. He started things out with several Facebook emails back and forth, then called to officially ask me out (a nice gesture), then commented on my Facebook status, then commented on my friend’s Facebook status, then texted, then called, texted again, called again, commented on my blog post, and sent a few more texts. Oh, and somewhere in that mix we also became Facebook friends.

If there’s one thing that’s certain, it’s that I wasn’t going into this date as blindly as I had hoped and planned.

The day of our date I was going to be hanging out in Utah County for business, so I said I would meet up with Bart there, and he decided his office at Boostability would be a good place. The date started with a tour, which was briefly halted when the company president started giving me an informal job interview in the hallway and laying out a case for why working for a company is better than being self-employed, then it was on to the rest of the night’s activities.

Bart had clearly spent a lot of time planning out our first activity. Wait, did I say a lot? I meant A TON.

When he was about to tell me what we were doing, he said he was, “excited and nervous all at the same time for what was about to come.” And with that introduction, he reached into his desk drawer and pulled out this:

12 Dates Memory Game

What’s that? Oh, just a Disney Princess Memory game with pictures from my Facebook page, blog, and website taped over the heads of the princesses on the box. NBD. (NBD=No Big Deal, you know, for those of you who aren’t hip to jive with the slang these days.)

You want to know what’s inside the box? Oh, just a memory matching game with pictures from my Facebook page, blog, and website creatively taped over the heads of the princesses on ALL of the pieces.

12 Dates Memory Game Pics

Well, maybe not ALL of the pieces. There was this one piece that had a picture of the ottoman I made for my office.

12 Dates Ottoman

And this one that had a picture of my friend Christin’s eye. How dare she invade MY game like that! So rude.

12 Dates Christin's Eye

After playing one round of the game,

::ahem::  I won  ::ahem::

we decided to play best two out of three.

12 Dates Game 1

Really, that meant we only played two games because I happened to win again.

::ahem::  it wasn’t even close  ::ahem::

I discovered the secret to winning was to get Bart talking. The more he carried on a conversation, the less he remembered where the pieces were.

12 Dates Game 2

Benefit of Being a Woman # 7,523: The ability to multitask

To be perfectly fair, it was a game with MY face on the box and pieces, so I don’t know how anyone else would ever stand a chance at winning. Ever.

By now it was starting to get later and stomachs were growling. I mean, figuratively speaking. My stomach wasn’t actually growling, of course, because that would be totally unladylike. Obviously. So we jumped in the car and headed to Malawi’s Pizza. I’d only been there once before, but I knew it was delicious, so I was looking forward to it. If you’re wondering what I ordered (like I know you always are) it was a salad. Sheesh, I’m becoming so predictable these days. I did steal a slice of the berries and cream dessert pizza though. Sweet, sweet decadence.

After dinner we hit the road again and headed to CLAS Ropes Course for a late night Christmas cruise on the Provo River. I’ve heard a lot about the seasonal cruises CLAS Ropes puts on, so I was excited to see what all the hubbub was about. By now it was nine at night, so it was dark, cold, and getting late-ish. We met up with our sea-faring captain (or Cap’n, as I prefer to call him) and the rest of the crew (ok, so there wasn’t a crew) and climbed aboard the sturdy vessel for our three hour tour (3 hours, 30 minutes, it’s practically the same thing).

The cruise consisted of a trip up and down a short stretch of the river. There were lights on the shoreline and criss crossing above the water, so it made for a peaceful little trip. But the best part was when Santa showed up on a canoe.

12 Dates Santa Provo River Cruise

SANTA?!?!? I KNOW HIM!

When the cruise wrapped up, we headed back to the car where the heated seats awaited my arrival.

It was on the drive back to my car that Bart started making excuses for his poor showing at the memory game. While he tried to ask for a rematch, I showed no mercy and held fast to my victory. Hey, if there’s one thing I know, it’s that you should quit while you’re ahead, and at that point, I was ahead. Thus, no mercy.

On the drive back I also learned that Bart gets his date on to the tune of 2-4 dates a week. That’s a lot of dates! But I was relieved to know that he doesn’t have a stack of Disney Princess Memory games that he pulls out and slaps pictures of girls on. Nope, that was just for me.

Bart dropped me off at my car and we called it a night. He was very thoughtful, and clearly put a lot of time into planning and executing the date.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, I got to keep the game. So let me know if you want to come over and play a round of “find Melanie’s face.” It’s quite fun, and I’m not sure why, but I can’t stop staring at it.

Melanie

18 comments

  1. Conversation with Drew after reading about the Memory game:
    Me: Pretty creative if you ask me.
    Drew: Pretty stalkerish. I’d be creeped out.

  2. I have to know…..how creepy was that?!?! I’m sure he’s not….but were you terrified of the stalkerish tendencies? Cuz I am….

  3. Props to Bart for his planning and creativity.

    But minus 50 points for the FB stalking (and making it impossible to keep your first rule)

    I can’t argue with the logic about Boostability. They’re a great company.

    1. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that! I’ll bring it next time I’m in your hood and we can put on tiaras and tutus and play together.

  4. I’ve got to stick up for Bart. First, I don’t know how he had the time to be that connected. Second, he’s a great person who isn’t creepy at all. I think he’s simply enthusiastic. Knowing him, the game makes me laugh, but it might be better a little later in the process rather than the first date 🙂

    Reading about these dates reminds me of my crazy dating life. I’m happily married now and don’t miss most of it, except the fun and unpredictability of it all (in other words, it’s not boring!).

    Can’t wait to see the post with Craig #2, my brother.

    Blog On
    -Janet

    1. Yes, it’s obvious that it took a ton of effort, creativity, and time. And it’s true, he isn’t creepy. I think you’re also right on the reserving it for later in the process part. But, he knew the date was going to be blogged about and he wanted to go all out and make it interesting. Props to him for that.

      Yes, dating is anything but boring. There are always surprises, even when you think you know what you’re getting in to. That’s all part of the fun/torture of it.

      I’m not sure what the plan is with Craig #2 yet. I’m sure it will be fun. They’ve all been fun.

  5. Yeah, sorry. Really creepy. It’s hard in this day and age, but dates are much, much better if you keep the facebook stalking to a minimum. Brad took it to the extreme.

    1. I know myself well enough to know that it’s better if I go into blind dates as blindly as possible. I think that’s true for everyone. The less you know about someone you’ve never met beforehand, the easier it is to go in and be totally open to the possibilities.

  6. @Nicole, thanks for the props about Boostability. We strive to improve every day 😉

    @Janet, your an awesome friend! Thanks for your support.

    @Melanie, Thanks for your support and total understanding of the situation.

    @Readers,
    Melanie is very competitive and was a lot of fun, not to mention a good sport! She has some really cool goals like living in & working NYC that I had in common with her. But we didn’t share a lot of the same interests outside of work. I originally wanted to ask her out again but I didn’t think her and I were very compatible add that with the FB blunder and the fact I was following up Date #4 who had just kissed her! Hard act to follow. Lets just say I knew she wasn’t into me enough nor did I earn a second date in my opinion.

    Now onto the creepy FB stalking & totally flattering game that Melanie can’t stop looking at.

    Melanie Friended me on Facebook people! We even had a little competition, she was so convinced that I Friended her that she looked up the that data on her phone with such zeal & fervor that her fingers were a blur! However, what she found was proof that she sent the invite to me!

    Then she promptly stated to me that it was because I suggested it. I only suggested as an easy way to exchange contact info. I was in Anaheim CA on vacation, Oh and I am pretty good on the phone too 😉 so I can see how she convinced herself that it was me perusing her with a Facebook invite.

    She later told me via text and I quote: “Ha ha. right. Just me. (referencing her not Facebook stalking) The rest of you can go crazy checking out profiles.”

    Yes it was weird. I felt like I knew her and so I put way too much into it. I put like 6th date energy into a 1st date. Even I was a bit creeped out.

    Props to Melanie’s self control for not FB stalking me ;), it actually hurt my feelings a bit to be honest. Since she was the one who sent the friend invite and later invited me to go crazy with profiles.

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