So, I was at my bro"s wedding over the weekend, in Kelowna. I had started to type up a massive post, the usual diary/LJ thing, but instead I"ll just keep it short as possible. edit: shit, didn"t turn out short.
I was the only single young guy at the wedding. It was only 80 people, but outside of the 25 or so immediate family on both sides, the rest were friends of my bro and his wife. I am a big fan of his wife, since she plunked me down at a small 4 person table with one of my bro"s friends I"ve known most of my life who is not single, and two smoking hot single friends of hers. But not just smoking hot, they were extremely classy/elegant, have well established careers, and in general just have their shit together. They"re also both 33, so five years older than me. The wedding dinner was like a job interview.
One was blonde, 5"6", and probably the more attractive of the two. On the Friday night there was a cocktail party at the hotel bar, and she had virtually every guy in the bar after her. I had met her earlier in the evening and we knew we were to be sitting together, but I left her to her devices for the most part. We chatted on and off, but I didn"t want to smother her and guys were happily buying her drinks, so I figured I"d have all of the next evening so I mostly just concentrated on having a fun time with my bro"s buds. Let"s go with Charlene for a name. She works for the city in the planning department, which is how she knows my sister in law. Both girls live downtown, very near to me. She was fairly reserved, and very difficult to read (she even at one point said "I"m quite reserved most of the time").
I was being VERY outgoing the whole weekend, not just around her, and I think that at some points her Eomer tank was getting pretty full, but we spent quite a lot of time talking with each other both during dinner and later at the dance (not a single slow song, goddammit). Both her and the other one remarked prior to dinner that I was much more of a "conversationalist" than my brother. I jokingly asked if they were trying to insinuate anything, and they laughed that no, it was fine. I made no attempt at any gamey shit at all, and did my best to not overanalyze anything. I was just being myself, albeit with an ego more puffed up than usual (see below). It may have been a bit much for Charlene, she made a comment at brunch about not liking pretention in guys, but I don"t think it was necessarily directed at me.
The other was a brunette, more like 5"4", and also very attractive. Betty let"s call her. She was much more outgoing, and easier to read. She laughed much more emphatically at the constant stream of verbal diarrhea coming out of my mouth than did Charlene. She works in marketing of some sort or another, she was talking about "rebranding" my company etc. But not in a smarmy, marketer kind of way.
Either one or both of them had been married and divorced recently. I wasn"t sure which one, it didn"t come up in conversation and I didn"t want to poke and prod around and find a minefield. At the Sunday brunch while talking about Charlene"s job, she commented that she"d like to go in to private development at some point, but was glad to have a stable municipal job while her personal life had been such a mess, so I"m going to assume that it was her. Perhaps that also explains her reservation or guardedness.
After the wedding and dance, the group hopped on a shuttle bus back to the hotel, and the two girls said goodnight, gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to bed. I didn"t expect to get laid with either of them, they are not those kind of girls. I was disappointed they weren"t going to continue the party. This was at about 1:30 in the morning, and we continued the party at a condo down the street from the hotel until about 6am.
At brunch on Sunday, I had been sitting with my family initially, but when I got desert I elected to sit with the two girls, who were sitting with several of my bro"s friends. Again the conversation was pretty good and both genuinely seemed to like me, but again I couldn"t quite read what was up with Charlene. If she was just being friendly and polite because I"m her friend"s brother in law, or if because she thinks I"m an alright guy but not interested, or if she actually was interested. I had to get going as my flight was fairly early, so upon saying goodbye to the rest of the table, I gave both a hug and kiss on the cheek, told Betty she owed me guitar lessons and Charlene owed me a round of golf, both of which were things we"d discussed the night before.
I had been careful to not disqualify or concentrate too much on either. Again, I was more interested in Charlene, and I will readily admit it"s probably more to do with her physical appearance than personal attraction. Betty was more outgoing and entertaining. But again, Charlene is kind of a mystery and I think that"s pulling me in. I didn"t ask either for their phone numbers, as I thought it would not be very tactful to do it in front of each other, nor the rest of the table. After we had all hugged I commented that I was sure we would be in touch through my sister in law, and left it at that.
So now I"m not sure what I should quite do. Obviously I want to see one or both again, and can easily get the info from my sister in law. But I don"t want one or the other to feel like a Plan B, if things don"t work out with Plan A. Like, if I ask for Charlene"s number and she declines a date, or things don"t go past a couple dates, I"d still like Betty to be an option, but considering they"re friends with each other and my sister in law, she might be offended were I to call her later. I know Betty would be up for a date at the absolute least, and I"m pretty sure Charlene would be as well but not 100%.
Overall a fantastic weekend that really really made me feel good about things. Not just relationship wise, but in general. It was pretty much 4 days of being told by 80 people how good I looked (I really did, Anne really did a good job helping me pick out a suit back in May, as well as some other formal clothes), how great my family is and me by extension, how much of a catch I was, how much fun I was to hang out with, and so on.
My ego was a problem before, now it"s going to be out of control!
