And the winner is....

Well, I hope everyone had a much better weekend than I did.

I spent the weekend curled up in the fetal position groaning in pain. Not a good time. Word on the street is that it was very nice outside and that fun was had by all. I'll have to take their word for it. I think I was awake for around 3 hours on Sunday and maybe 4 or 5 on Monday. Tuesday I had to rally and do 4 "pooper snoopers". UGH!!

OK... I promised updates, so here they are:

Date number 3 was on Friday night. He's a tennis pro that is originally from Iran. Nice guy, very good looking and, as luck would have it, went to high school with the bff. He was a senior when she was a freshman. So far, so good.

We met for dinner and had some wonderful conversation. The only "red flag" was that he was telling me about his "arranged marriage" he had decided against. That wasn't the red flag though. The red flag was that this woman flew half way across the world (from Iran), lived with him (though he swears they didn't do anything) and then after a few months had decided it wouldn't work. That was a few weeks ago. Apparently she's still in the states in LA. Awkward, but the date ended OK with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Date number 4 was on Saturday night with a project manager. He had emailed earlier in the week about a concert that he was interested in seeing. So we agreed to meet around 4pm for dinner and some conversation before we headed into town for the concert.

He was 10 minutes late, but looked just like his picture which was a good thing. Conversation seemed to be pretty good to start, but as time went on I started to wonder a little bit. He was a bit hard to read and not super good at keeping up his end of the chit chat. It felt like pulling teeth at some points during the date. Dinner was good and then we headed into town. Once at the concert we had to sit through 2 really bad under cards (painful!!). All the while he kept asking me if I was doing OK and if I wanted to go. I wasn't sure how to take this.... I mean, was he trying to get rid of me? Not sure...

The band came on and they were actually pretty good (Detroit Cobras if you ever have a chance to catch them play). Afterward, he walked me to my car, gave me a hug and sent me on my way. Did I mention that he basically power walked the whole way there? Again, not sure... got a weird vibe at the end.

So... 4 dates. 2 pretty good. 1 OK. And 1 really bad. I guess we'll wait and see who calls for round two.