I've been known to take things too literally. This was one of those times.
ICU wasn't named right away. He was a nice a guy but really bitter about his ex-wife. We went out to dinner and the entire conversation consisted of him discussing his hatred of his ex and me discussing my love of WWE wrestling. I figured the two balanced each other out.
Life Lesson #5
When in doubt, try to change the conversation to wrestling matches. I highly recommend the 1998 Hell in the Cell match between The Undertaker and Mick Foley. It always makes for a great chat!
Life Lesson #6
It's ok to say no. This is still a lesson in process for me.
After this date, it was time for me to seek advice from my dating guru. I have this amazing, beautiful, intelligent, witty (I could keep going, but you get the idea) friend who is an expert on all things. I mean ALL the things. Dating, check. Parenting, check. Cooking, check. Contouring, check. Threesome etiquette, check. Life, check. There's so much more which she has taught me. I'll dedicate a future post to the teachings of #Eve. For now, I had a problem and she knew just how to solve it.
Eve: It would hurt his feelings more if you don't tell him and he finds out later. You want to be very upfront and honest. Just tell him... "ICU, you're a great guy but I don't think we are compatible and I wish you the best of luck with everything!"
A few days later.....
Me: Eve, I did it! I let ICU know how I felt!
Eve: Great! How did he take it?
Me: He was very understanding!! It went well!!! I think it was bad timing on my part though. He was calling me from the ICU.
Eve: You're a monster.
At this moment, #ICU was derived. I had followed Eve's suggestion to a T. In hindsight, I should have waited until he was out of the hospital.