Appreciation

Since I felt like a mean heartbreaker yesterday, I thought today I should take some time to appreciate the sweet moments in my New York dating career.

6:
“Since you’re professional headline writer, I’d like you to answer my questions in the form of a headline. What’s your favorite place you’ve visited?” Me: “101 Ways to Plan a Copenhagen Vacation.” 6: “Wow!”

The Rocker:
“I really like you. You’re the first one I enjoyed talking to and didn’t feel moderate about.”

Mr. Wednesday Night:
When we were told it was a long wait for a table at a restaurant that didn’t take reservations, he told me he had backup reservations at another place. Planning ahead? Awesome!

French Soccer Player:
“You’re telling me you’re the editor who picks the headlines on MSN.com? How can I tell which ones you wrote? Do they say ‘by Candace’?”

Peruvian Surfer:
Saved my life by grabbing my arm when I was about to walk out in traffic near Grand Central.

St. Patrick’s Date:
“We should really get dessert. What do you like?”

The Rocker:
I point at Empanada Mama on 9th, and say that place is really good. I ate there last week. He smiles and says, “you know that’s a chain, right?” Me: (laughing) “I just recommended a chain? How embarrassing. That’s like me saying I had a great cheeseburger last night from this place called McDonald’s.” The Rocker is cracking up. Don’t worry, he says, it’s a New York chain you couldn’t have known. Last week my boss told me he wanted to take me to a “new New York” place – it was Qdoba.

6:
I’m focused on finding directions on my iPhone while walking down the sidewalk. I look up in time to see a sign in front of me. “You won’t let me walk into any signs, right?” 6 puts his arm around me and says, “I will lead you around all obstacles.”

Mr. Wednesday Night:
Texts me to tell me he found a problem in a story on MSN. I text back to tell him I’ll get it fixed. He says “I’m going to tell all my friends I got something fixed because I know someone.” He brings it up again next time I see him, saying he really thought that was fun. I feel like a broken-link superhero.

Mr. Wednesday Night:
We’re saying goodbye in Union Square, when I go to kiss him on the cheek, “No,” he says sweetly and gives me a real kiss.

The Rocker:
I’m telling him I have tickets to “The Daily Show” at the end of May, and invite him. “That means you’ll have to like me for a whole month or I’m taking the ticket back.” “Shouldn’t be a problem,” he answers.

The Rocker:
“I probably shouldn’t say this, but you’re so much smarter than other girls I’ve dated.”

The Rocker:
Finds me in the bookstore, puts his arm around me and whispers in my ear, “you’re really pretty.”

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I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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