I had a date this afternoon but he cancelled last minute. At least he had the decency to call, right? I really shouldn’t feel as disapointed as I do. The other night I said to Audra that I was feeling rather split- I was looking forward to going out with Don, but I wasn’t looking forward to waiting for the follow-up phone call, wondering why I hadn’t heard from him, wondering if I did something wrong, trying to figure out what I did to repel him, etc… So, him cancelling out is probably a good thing. I guess the truth is I just really liked the possibility of dating a man whose name is Don. When I was younger I wanted to marry a man whose last name was Donnelly. That would then make me Donna Lee Donnelly. Later, as my German obsession bloomed I wanted to marry a German man with the last name Wetter. That would make me Donna Wetter which sounds like Donnerwetter, which is a dirty curse in German. Himmeldonnerwetter! Well, I thought it was cool. At any rate, I am sure Don really did have a surprise family reunion and I am sure he will call me back to re-schedule. I just won’t hold my breath.