Dating Nina: Part Deux

It’s officially been a little more than 30 days since I started dating Nina and I am happy to report that all is going well, extremely well to be honest. We talk all the time, we see each other 3-4 times per week and…drum roll…we’ve begun overnights! So our 3-4 times per week date nights end in one of our beds. I really do enjoy the time I spend with Nina; it’s very carefree and easygoing. We talk about everything from her adorable nephews I am head over heels in love with to my Mother and crazy Brothers.

One night I took her with me to a lesbian social called The Mixer in Philly because I wanted her to meet one of my good friends. Now here’s the thing, normally when I’m dating a woman or entering a new relationship I introduce the woman to my bestie and other close friends. This usually occurs by attending a game night or social at my besties home. But this time around I’ve been very closed mouth about who I am dating. My friends know I am dating someone, they know Nina’s name but they have yet to meet her. Am I ashamed of Nina? Hell no! I’m very proud to be out with her, we hold hands, and exchange a subtle kiss in public with no problem. I’ve resigned myself to our little bubble by choice. If we’re going to have a relationship then I want our foundation to be strong because I know too well how outside influences can be detrimental to a new relationship i.e. friends and family disapproving of the person you’re seeing even though they don’t know the person or telling how and when certain things should occur in your relationship. So on our terms and time we are incorporating others into our little bubble.

The thing that gives me great pleasure with Nina is that I don’t have the feeling that I am waiting for the other shoe to fall as I have with every other person I have dated/had relationship with. I feel secure and most importantly I’m happy. Yesterday Nina informed me that her Mother asked to meet me. I’m honored and very excited. Her birthday is next month so we’re going to take her out to dinner and I get to spend some time getting to know her. So my next post will be all about meet the parent’s…

Dating "Nina"

At some point in our lives we realize how things should be done. Dating Nina (that’s the nickname I’m giving her since we share a love of the great Nina Simone) has certainly shown me what dating and courtship is all about and how it should go down. Obviously things are going well. 

Nina is a professional, to keep things simple she’s runs shit. If I had to pick a style to compare hers to I’d say she’s Ellen DeGeneres with a Bette Porter Alpha female personality. Different from the girly girl types I used to date, which I am learning is a huge plus because we complement each other. Nina loves the arts and culture (I’ll tell you about our Jazz date in a minute) but she’s also fun and enjoys sports and laid back nights out or in. And the best part of it all is that she’s Jewish! When you come from a Jewish family that is the one thing your Mother will be pessimistic about – Is She/He Jewish? Not that it’s a requirement but it just adds an unspoken understanding to the mix. I secretly believe that my Grandmother had something to do with this one because even though she was very accepting of me being a Lesbian, she always tried to fix me up with “nice, sweet, Jewish girls.” Okay Mom-Mom, you’ve made your point! LOL! 

After our impromptu Valentine’s Day outing, Nina asked me if she could take me out on a proper date. I agreed and she suggested dinner and Jazz at one of the best Jazz Clubs in the city. Since she would be working late in the city we decided I’d meet her at the club. She actually met me at the parking garage and walked with me over to the club. Here’s where I started noticing the differences: she held open the door and allowed me to walk in before her, she held my purse while I took off my coat and even assisted me in doing so, and she gave both of our coats to the hostess and asked them to be checked. I’ve never had this experience before, if anything I’m usually the one offering to do these things. We talked non-stop and the food was delicious. When the check came, as a natural reflex, I reached for it. She quickly grabbed it and said not to think about it. I insisted on paying it or at least half. Her response: “You’re not like most women; you’re very independent, strong minded, and very much capable of paying for whatever your heart desires. But tonight I’d like to cover the bill.” How do you argue with that? While we were getting ready to leave, Nina asked me to walk with her to where she left her car because she had something she needed to give me. During the walk she held my hand, when we arrived to her car she opened the passenger door, reached in and handed me a bouquet of my favorite flowers in my favorite color – Purple Tulips. I was impressed because it showed that she not only listened but she’s persistent because it’s the dead middle of winter and tulips aren’t even in season.

 
Since then we have been seeing each other at least 3 times per week. Nina treats me like a Princess yet respects me like a Woman. There’s a difference. We’re enjoying each other’s company and just going with the flow. I am happy and she keeps a permanent smile on my face. Who knew that stepping outside the box would equate happiness…