My very first dinner date

Not to be rude to my previous boyfriends or anything...

But they were, pardon my language, considerably craptacular.

And so Saturday night, after years of precious potential dating years wasted, I went on my first very ever dinner date.

While we had originally planned an evening out in downtown Milwaukee, parallel parking woes (my driving archnemesis) took us out to Wauwatosa for what else? Mozzarella sticks and stuffed pizza at Edwardo's. (After all, you can't possibly visit Wisconsin without partaking in at least SOME cheese).

For the girl that's been absolutely terrified of eating in front of members of the male species whom she is attracted to for the past 10 years, it was a perfect end to a perfect day with my boyfriend.

Yes I said it. My boyfriend.