Date Night!

I meant to write this post on Monday morning, to give all of you who are curious about my love life an update on my date with Car Guy.

But life had other plans for me, and instead I spent Monday morning making an emergency trip to the vet with Younger Son's dog, GB, who had swallowed two huge rocks. The dog is still at the vet, and I'm waiting for a phone call with the daily update on his condition.

Between the doggy medical emergency and my own doctor's visit for a melanoma checkup (Oh, this is melanoma awareness month--someone please give me the correct name. Carver? And what color ribbon is assigned to melanoma?), plus everything else that is going on--kittens, story deadlines, life in general--it seems like a long time since Sunday night, and I'm not sure I have much to say ...

Before my date with Car Guy, I was worrying about two things:

1. Having "The Talk"--telling him about my cancer. Plenty of men have turned and walked away at that point, so I was dreading telling him.

2. This one is funnier: Trying to decide if I should wear Jabba, my breast prosthesis, on our date. You have to understand that my remaining breast is a D cup, so no matter how I dress, it's fairly obvious that one breast is missing.

But I haven't worn Jabba since Labor Day weekend when I visited Jacqueline in New York and bought the first of several pieces of clothing from her line, Rhea Belle.

I went back and forth on the Jabba question for hours. Finally decided to wear Jabba and popped him into my new underwire bra.

After fussing around for a half hour or so, I realized that there was no way I could go backwards on this issue. Jabba was really uncomfortable. Also, I felt I wasn't being true to myself by wearing Jabba for a date when I had abandoned him in every other area of my life.

So, no Jabba.

Car Guy and I went to Seattle Center and rode the bumper cars--great for getting rid of negative emotions--and then the ferris wheel. Then we had some dinner, and over dinner I told him about my cancer.

His first reaction was shock, because he honestly had no idea (and I guess had not noticed my very lopsided chest). Then he asked some questions, rather carefully, feeling his way. That was fine.

When I asked him directly, he said it didn't make any difference to him. But from my side I think I will have to wait and see. We haven't made plans to go out again, but he still has my Corvair, so I will be seeing him again if for no other reason than to talk to him about the car. (And get it back, sometime very soon, I hope.)

He is a great guy, very supportive of his friends, a good father (from what I've seen of him with is 10-year-old son), and a perfectionist when it comes to his work. What's not to like?

So, stay tuned for updates.

Read more:

Retiring Jabba

From Debutaunt:

The Dating Game

@ Jeanne Sather 2008.

Comments

[laurie]

Wow. It does sound like a fun evening. And good for you for being so honest up front. I am really hoping that it all works out for you.
And good for you for leaving Jabba in the box. I am a one-sided D cup, too, so I know what you mean. Every once in a while I put my prosthesis in and then am reminded why I don't wear it...It really isn't worth the discomfort. Although, sometimes it would be nice just to blend in...

[Sara]

Hey! You met a man who hasn't been staring at your chest this whole time? Score!

[john]

Sounds like if nothing else, you had a good evening and that is a good thing.

[jeanne]

Thanks, Laurie. Glad I'm not the only one who is ambivalent about Jabba. Actually, trying to wear it again made me realize I'm NOT ambivalent.

Sara--good point! I was actually surprised that he hadn't noticed.

Jeanne

[Lisa]

I'm glad that the date went well and congrats on being true to yourself and keeping Jabba retired and kudos for meeting a guy who hadn't noticed.

BTW- I've been meaning to email you- I definately would love to fit a hiking trip in to our Seattle adventrure.

[jeanne]

Thanks, Lisa. I will talk to my friends who hike a lot and get their help to choose a really good hike for us. We can take the dogs, too.