Today is supposed to be about my idea of a perfect first date. The truth is, I don't have an answer to that question. I never thought about it, & I don't intend to. Sorry.
Instead, I'm going to make this post about my first "date" with DJ.
You may or may not know that DJ & I were introduced by his sister, Jenn @ South of Sheridan. And by introduced, I don't mean in a "I'd like you to meet my brother because I think you have a lot in common way." It was more like, "You're at my house. He's at my house. Now you've met."
For a while, I only ever saw DJ when I was with Jenn & her hubby Ben. But after a while we started emailing each other, which lead to phone calls. Then one day I invited myself over to his place for dinner, which I agreed to pick up since it was rude of me to invite myself over.
We had DiGiorno pizza & watched Gray's Anatomy. Then, Jenn came over. Turns out, a family friend was in the hospital. Their mom had gone to visit, & ended up on the way to Delaware. So, Jenn & Ben had to go on a search & rescue mission - & DJ needed to keep his little sister Michelle.
So little Michelle crashed the date, but I wouldn't have had it any other way.