It feels soo much like dating.
Oh man, I thought I was done with that whole part of my life. Does this girl like talking to me? Do we have anything in common? Is she just being nice? Does she already have a bunch of friends and isn't in the market for new ones? Will our relationship even work in the long run? (okay, I promise I don't over analyze like this I'm simply making a point.)
Well, I took the plunge.
Tonight is my "first date" with a girl in our neighborhood who moved in about the same time as we did. (oh my gosh should I wear my purple dress or my black skirt?) The plan: dinner with our stake at the church and the relief society broadcast right after (it's going to blow her mind I know and she'll stay up late talking to her husband about how much fun she had). Here's to making new friends and starting over...again.