Turns out I spent actually did spend some time last Friday night crying...primarily over the guy. After going home from work, after having major car trouble I wasn't sure how to deal with on the way home, and baking my first batch of cupcakes, and not hearing from him since that morning, I pretty much had a cry fest on the couch. Listened to some music that always makes me cry and just let myself boohoo for awhile before I went to bed. As it turned out, he texted me at 11:15pm, asking if I was still up and if we were still on for the next day. As I had just gotten into bed, I was still up, but considered not responding, as I really felt it was rude for him to text me that late. But I gave in and texted him back, letting him know I was still up. He then immediately called me to make plans for Saturday, though my car issues made them kind of amorphous. However, he volunteered to pick me up at the car place if I could find one to take me, and I agreed to that.

As it turned out, the rest of the weekend was wonderful, short of the fact that my car ended up having all 6 cylinders replaced, costing me $1000, which, had I not had the British guy coming to get me, would have put me into a complete panic. Luckily, instead, I just focused on him, and our lunch/coffee date went what I felt was really well. I did have to ask most of the questions, but he was better about responding with questions in person, so it worked out well. I left him feeling completely giddy. He made me feel interesting, fun, and even sexy, which I haven't felt in forever. It was wonderful.

Another wonderful thing about the weekend was that I found a great new radio station that plays nothing but 80's and 90's music. I turned it on as soon as I got home Saturday night and danced around my house while baking my second batch of cupcakes. I was completely high on my date afterglow, the music and the baking.

On Sunday, I got up early and frosted all of the cupcakes, then took them to the coffee bar for Cupcake Camp, which was an absolute ton of fun. I met some really great people, had a lot of fun handing out cupcakes, hanging out with the friends I'd invited and winning 3rd prize for best tasting among the 16 bakers. I left there giddy as well, high on new people and sugar! Then I got home and stayed up till midnight watching the Saints win on Sunday night football game.

I'm actually still pretty high today...even though I haven't heard from my guy since Saturday. He's been online today at work, but hasn't IM'd me yet, which has been disappointing, since he IM'd me "good morning" every day last week (when he was off work) and I told him how much I enjoyed that. However, I'm really feeling like I want him to make the next move. He definitely knows I'm interested in him, and at this point, should definitely be over his shyness with me, so I'm literally sitting on my hands today to keep from IM'ing him first. But I am giving him at least until tomorrow to contact me somehow, as I know he is probably busy being back at work after a week. I'm just hoping he's not regretting anything from Saturday, or sitting there waiting for me to contact him first...I really want him to be "man enough" to make his own move here. Though of course it is slowly killing me waiting for him to do it! (Though you'd think after all the rejection I've gone through over the years, I'd be prepared for this, but somehow it still hurts every time. Also, he and I even DISCUSSED letting the other one know if we decided we changed our mind about the other later. But my guess is he'd chicken out of that deal anyway.)

Oh well...just trying to be patient and remember how great the weekend was and just appreciate it for what it was -- my best weekend probably in years!