Mr. You-Should-Take-This-As-A-Compliment

Sequel to "Sex Sells..."

So, why I decided to set up a second date after all that makes me wanna pound myself! Is it "just a little crush" or am I delusional and bored?

For The Cake

• 1 cup shortening (because Prince Charming came up short)
  
• 1/4 cup margarine, room temperature
  
• 2 3/4 cups granulated sugar
  
• 5 eggs (have my standards cracked?)
  
• 3 cups all-purpose flour, sifted
  
• 1 cup Orange Crush soda (Kel loves orange soda. He do he dodoDO)
  
• 1 teaspoon orange zest
  
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  

For The Orange Cream Cheese and Frosting

• 1/4 cup margarine (he did not fall in the margins of what I knew I deserved)
  
• 1 (3-ounce) package cream cheese (calling a girl beautiful isn't cheesy)
  
• 1 cup powdered sugar
  
• 1 teaspoon orange zest
  
• 1/2 teaspoon vanilla
  
  DIRECTIONS
• Preheat the oven to 325 degrees Fahrenheit. Grease the bottom of a 10-cup capacity tube pan and coat with flour.
• In a large mixing bowl, beat together shortening, margarine and sugar at medium speed until light and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Beat in the eggs, one at a time, until well-combined.
• Add in the soda alternately with the sifted flour. Beat until smooth and lump-free. Stir in the orange flavoring and vanilla extract.
• Pour the batter into the prepared tube pan. Bake for 1 hour and 10 minutes, or until the top is golden, and a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
• Flip the pan over onto a wire rack. Let the cake cool inside the pan for about 10 to 15 minutes.
• Meanwhile, prepare the frosting. In a large mixing bowl, beat together margarine and cream cheese at medium speed until light and fluffy, about 3 minutes.
• Add powdered sugar, orange flavoring, and vanilla. Beat until the frosting is smooth and spreadable.
• Loosen the sides of the cake with a knife and release it from the pan. Spread frosting over the warm cake.

Date 2 was brunch and I had no hunch he was gonna ghost ME!

This date he was less sexual and more focused on how his friends used him ....

Doesn't quite seem like his preppy color or style but the lyrics sure fit. Well, apparently I was "counseling him" at the first bar and then at the second one, I had more conversation with the bartender than him. He just wasn't feeling it and I was quite frankly okay with it.

My midrift top attracted attention from an older guy at the bar probably because he doesn't feel his beer belly could make the same impact. You know what older guy at the bar on a Sunday afternoon? It's your body and it's significant because it belongs to you! 

....not that he's reading this but.... just putting that positive body juju out there. After the date, the rain rushed us into his pristine Jeep and he drove me home. This time I reached for his hand but the connected had fizzled. I'm quite familiar with this part of dating. The fun and newness had already worn off and this is probably the last time I'd hear from him. Well, I at least I wasn't the one to do the breaking...

Nearly a month AND A HALF later, I received a text:
hey.