Cinderfella

I have been in decompression for a month now and counting my blessings while enjoying sides of me that I have neglected for a bit. I been going out to take pictures, getting exercise at the beach and going to the theatre too. I like my life but at times get stuck in the wrong areas of it. It is all balance though. It does not mean I can never go out so this past Friday I figured it was time. I thought it would be a fun night of people watching, having some drinks and talking with friends. Of course because I was not expecting to meet anyone new, well twenty minutes after getting there I met Omar. Indeed he is both handsome and very sweet. He was hanging with some friends and introduced me to his friends right away and they were all kind too. We chatted and laughed and danced.

What got me most and moved this into something special was that he had on shiny gold pumas and I loved them! He was dressed in just dark blue jeans and a fruit of the loop v neck t-shirt. His clothes were clean and nice, not work clothes or anything but they were so self unassuming and perfectly real that I was impressed how well he worked them. Reminded me that it is how you wear it not what you wear. A good lesson to remember. But there were those gold pumas - like the spectacular finale at the 4th of July fireworks! I told him that he looked great but I could not stop looking at his shoes because they were perfection on him. I mean no one else there had on gold shoes and if there was a line up he would probably be the last one I would pick that would, so it thrilled me to see he was. After I told him I loved his shoes he shouted, "We are golden!". I thought I was going to fall right on the floor. All the synapses in my brain fired at once - it literally is the closest I have ever come to an anurism. "We are golden", was the single off of Mika's last cd. I know I have mentioned Mika here before. He is a British pop singer that I adore. I have seen him live three times in LA and once in Boston. I enjoy him very much but he is not that well known in the states and even less know in Mexico. The fact that he made that reference, that I got the reference, and that he knew I got the reference -- it made a fantastic smile for us both.

Well we continued to drink, and talk and dance and laugh. Also, you know I had my friend make sure they played Mika which they normally don't. During the night Omar wrote down his number and asked me to call him. Normally I swap numbers but instead I put it into my pocket and told him eagerly, "No worries I will be calling". At closing time he had me walk out with him and his friends. We chatted outside for a small bit then I parted to go my way. As I did leave he reminded me to call him. As I looked back, I only replied with an enormous smile.

The next morning I went looking for his number so I could put it into my phone. I reached into my pocket and I had nothing. I looked everywhere. I checked all over my car and took everything out of my pockets even everything out of my wallet and nothing. I cannot believe it but I lost the number. He gave it to me in the middle of the night so I must have reached into my pocket to either get money or my lighter and maybe it came out too and fell on the floor. I wanted to kick myself but what can I do? I did not think to give him my number because I knew I would call him. I can't believe it - ugh. I did ask my friend Jorge, who works there to give him my number if he see him. Jorge has an excellent eye and memory so if Omar goes there again Jorge will take care of it. I think I might go next Friday and the hopes that perhaps he shows up again but other than that - no happlily ever after together to this fairytale. I just have my pics of the night and delight when I see those gold shoes.

There is a negative in this story but I am not going to dwell on it. I will do the two things I can think of to find him and if not that's ok, it has to be. I had a great night. I was super happy and not expecting anything of that night other to kick back and relax and enjoy and I certainly did that. Oh Cinderfella, where are you? I hate Disney LOL.