The Talk

Last night the most hilarious thing happened, at least in terms of dating relationships. Back in late May, I had a blind date with a guy who amazingly, despite my streak of bad dates, was not crazy and in fact met two out of three of my deal breakers. For some people, serious things like religion or family values are deal breakers. Not me: 1) Must live in DC. (This has actually been surprisingly difficult); 2) Must share my politics; 3) Must like to travel.

Enter Blind Date Boy. We've been dating since our late May connection through mutual friends. He's the first boy I've dated since I've lived in DC who both lives in the District and has a full-time job. He meets my first two deal breakers but is not as much of a traveler as I am. But I've been doing enough travel these days for the both of us so that one's OK right now.

Anyway I've been avoiding "the talk" which I've learned is referred to as the State of the Relationship address, DTR for Define the Relationship, and any myraid of other names. Every time I bring this up with a friend they're like "Wha??? You haven't had the talk?" Um, no.

So the funny thing last night is he brought up the talk as in we haven't had it, we laughed about how we haven't had "the talk," and then we still didn't have the talk. I like hanging out with him, he likes hanging out with me, end of story.