I'm not sure how many people that I've shared this with, but I've had a strong desire to date outside of my race for a long time. When asked, I've only stated that I'm open to it but not that I really want to try it as a new experience. At one point, I felt like no one would treat me like "my people" would treat me. Let's just say that I've grown since then. So much so that I'm supposed to meet up with a guy who's not black this weekend...matter of fact, he's a cowboy! I'm SO excited! I was at an engagement party for a great friend's stepdaughter on Saturday and there was this really cute white guy with cowboy boots on and really tight straight-leg cowboy jeans. He had a hard time trying to get the dance moves that my other friend was trying to tell him, but it was so cute watching him try. We'll call him Danny.
I'd been admiring Danny from afar when (towards the end of the night) his cousin started teaching me how to two-step. I was being spinned and twirled around the room that after the song, I had to stop and catch my breathe. When Danny's cousin and I started talking, Danny walked over and gave me a hug and just talking about dancing. His cousin walked away, but Danny and I kept talking about dancing when he just invited me out Friday night and asked for my number. The little cowgirl inside me started jumping up and down because I didn't think this was going to happen. I don't know what it is, but I barely get approached by any guy, let alone one who happens to be of another race. Plus, my friends had been trying to get me to go up to him the entire night...turns out that I didn't even have to!
Bright Side: He and I have been texting all week and he seems to be just as excited as I am. He said that we are going to learn this country dancing thing together...and I'm ready to learn! I have my girls ready and we'll see what happens tonight! So excited!