HAPPY HALLOWEEN......

Errand day.  Dropping subscribtions off at CVS, beauty supply house for a few things, Target for cat food and litter, postal annex for boxes and labels,  returning something,  and the cleaners where I found out they ruined the trim on my St. John knit.  They did say they were in contact with a supplier that was going to see if he could send new trim.  Good luck on that one since the knit is old and the trim probably isn't made anymore.  I swear no one does anything right.  Nothing like having a very  expensive, $1200.00 three piece knit ruined.

I sent an email to Desi saying Happy Halloween....I got one back saying Happy Halloweenie....only Desi.  He's to cute.

Veteran man has been sending me a lot of texts and calling.  It is first thing in the morning and last thing at night.  Interesting since I've only had lunch twice with him.  He did come over one afternoon and just stayed for a little while to chat.  He has asked me out for Wednesday lunch.  His birthday is in November too.  I don't know about two Scorpios, probably not a good combination. He wanted to come over again today but I told him I was busy, which I am.  He still works part time and was getting off early.  If I was smart, which I'm not, I'd make a concerted effort to like this man.  He says he would love to pamper me.  That sure would be a first.

Why is it that the one guy you want to contact you all the time doesn't and the one that you really don't care about does?  Life is full of weird.

I finished some holiday gift wrapping and puting in boxes to send to Colorado for the kids.  I need to get as much done as possible due to the up coming incapacitation.  I am not as organized as I use to be and that can be a hinderance when youare trying to get tings done.

I have so much paperwork to do for the hospital and everytime I think I'm done more shows up in the mail
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I better get ready for tonights little goblins.  I always get about 70 kids at the door.  I'm sure they bus them in from other neighborhoods as we certainly don't have that many kids in this place.

Happy Halloween all!

SLOW............

Not a whole lot going on.  I did have a few things that needed to be finished around the house and there is a big shoe looming over my head that needs to be addressed.  As everyone tells me, day by day.  My one friend has started calling me  "Mary Mayhem".....an apt nomenclature.

Veteran man has been calling me and texting me at least five times a day.  From Desi only touching base once in a while to a man that can't seem to get enough contact with me, it has struck me as a strange comparison between the two. Again, I wish I could feel more of an attraction to Veteran man but he really isn't my type.  The thing I do like about him is he is another take charge kind of guy and is willing to help me anyway he can. Whereas Desi is never around.  He isn't as tall as Desi and he is balding, but there is something there that appeals a little to me.

I'm addressing Christmas cards, yes,I know, way early, but I'm in the hospital for knee surgery, yet again, and won't be around to do any Christmas things in December.  It is hospital and re-hab, oh joy!
Nothing else going  on, it has been pretty quiet.

Good weekend all.

YACHT CLUB....

I just returned from a lovely lunch at a Newport Beach Yacht Club with Veteran man.  He is good company and seems to like me.  We sat outside and the weather was glorious.  Sunny with a light breeze and not a soul out on the water.  It is interesting to see all the yachts just sit week after week.  I wonder if any of them ever go out on the water.  Probably not. I always think they are such a great waste of money.

Veteran man wants to take me out to lunch again next Wednesday.  Do you suppose this will become an ever Wednesday occurrence? Only if I let it.

I now have the rest of the day to decide if I should go to the grocery store or head out to the ribbon shop for the extra bolts of ribbon for the thirty center pieces I need to get done for the next State function at the Hilton Hotel being held  in Ontario.

I have been feeling like I really need to re-evaluate my life and sit and have a good talk with myself.  Sometimes I feel like things are spinning out of control and I don't know how to stop it.
I feel okay mentally and just need to start afresh.  The last two years have been a whirlwind, all self induced.  It's kind of stop the world I want to get off,  type of life.  I'm planning on getting off and getting off now.  I think when you get to be my age you had better know what you want and where you are going.  I can't take many more ups and downs.

Since I never had a partner and always had to do things on my own I should be able to come to come good conclusions.  I'm hoping so.  I'm not pleased with the way things have been going and I'm the one doing it to myself.

Desi emailed  yesterday to ask what I wanted to do for my birthday.  I emailed him back and told him I didn't want to plan my own birthday, but gave him a few suggestions.  He emailed back saying, "never mind."  I know he is swamped at work, but he'll manage to arrange something.  He is my take charge man.  He said he was just checking to see if I wanted to do something special.  Since this is Orange County, special isn't in the cards.....it is such a boring County.  Sometimes I just want to run down the streets screaming........there has to be more to life.

Take care all, more later.

TUESDAY...

As I thought, the Veteran man called me again and wants to take me to lunch tomorrow.  I said yes.  He is a nice man and I suppose I could do worse. 

Desi called me last night and wanted to know what was wrong.  It has just been a hard couple of weeks and I think I came across as "cranky."  He keeps telling me that none of us can predict the future, that is so true.  However, there are inklings of what might happen. He told me I was being negative and I told him I was being realistic. I am really unhappy about his probable move to Morocco though he says nothing is set in stone.  We'll see.

My operation is coming up in November and I'm not happy about that for sure.  It was the most miserable thing I have gone through and I hate to have to go through this whole thing again. Months of re-hab and pain. not being able to drive etc.  I could shoot the previous doctor for not having done it properly ad only doing a partial.

Tonight I  have a meeting and hope to get home early.  I've spent the day cleaning half the house.  I decided to let the cleaning people go and save the money.  Taxes are coming due on both properties and it is going to be tight.

So that is it for today.  I'm off to continue my dirt quest.

SUNDAY...

The event I went to last night was very nice.  It started really early, five o'clock, and was still going on when I decide to leave.  They had hired a singer that went on forever.  People were getting up and leaving after two hours of her being obsessed with her own voice. Sitting at the same table from five o'clock until ten thirty, was also butt numbing, to say the least. There are only so many converstaions one can have with people you don't know.

The food actually was good, chicken corden bleu or beef bourginon (probably not spelled correctly) and considering it was done by all volunteers it was surprisingly very tasty.  Lots of talented people in the world.

Today there was a tea that I decided not to attend.  Several hours ago I had a phone call from the manager of the club wanting to know where I was.  Nice to be missed, but since I was out Thursday, Friday and Saturday, it was time to stay home an regroup. I think everyone forgets I'm going to be seventy two.  How did that happen?

I sent Desi an email after our Friday night together thanking him and telling him what a nice time I had with him. He responded with "It was FAB! You looked great!!  I figured that would be the last I'd hear from him since he is working seven days a week and heading North again.  However, I just now received a phone call from him asking me where I would like to go for my birthday.  I mentioned a couple places and I will email him the information.  It is very hard to find a place in Orange County to have a good dinner and dance.

So another week starts with God knows what in store.  I really have nothing on my plate at this time except for one meeting.  I did hear from the Dentist by email and the Veteran man is lurking, so I'm sure the week will bring a few outings.   I go out with these men just to keep busy until Desi returns.  Pathetic!

BETTER.....

Life really is day by day.  Some days, you just don't want to get out of bed to function and other days are really good.  I'm beginning to thing that life is manic-depressive and bi- polar.  I must learn not to over react to everything that goes on even if some of it is not good.

Yesterday I was super busy.  I had an early morning appointment, mani//pedi appointment, car appointment and then I needed to get home to get ready to go out with Desi.  During the day I had three phone calls from the Veteran man, who asked what I was doing this weekend.  I told him I was busy, so that finally ended the phone calls, at least for the day.

Last night I had a phone call, while Desi and I were in the car driving South.  I thought it was someone I knew that has been calling me. I didn't answer it, although Desi wanted me to....he loves to cause trouble.  When I finally picked up my messages on my cell this morning it wasn't who I thought it was.  It was a man that contacted me from Las Vegas, a while back, who at this point in time is in Germany and traveling all over Europe.  He gave me a phone number to call him collect and said he was heading for Instabul, Turkey. Let me get right on that!   Why he couldn't wait until he came back to the States to call me is beyond me. 
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Desi again, drove three hours to see me.  He did interview with the Sheik's people the other day and now is going to London to interview again.  This time they are flying him over on the Sheik's private jet.  I know he will get the job that he wants.  He was so over solicitous last night.  He kept telling me that he wouldn't drive as far as he does to see me if he didn't like me.  When I told him I was not thrilled with myself for getting emotionally invested in him, he said he was emotionally invested in me too. That was sure a first.  He kept telling me how fabulous I looked.  It was also the first time he has ever said he missed me. He looked great.  Black jeans, black turtle neck and a grey tweed sportscoat.  My Mr. Beverly Hills.

It is the norm, when we go out together, for people, men and women to come up to us and tell us we look terrific together.  I can't tell you how many times that has happened. We do make a striking couple if I do say so myself.  We are both tall, we love to get dressed up and are usually over dressed, but make a statement wherever we go. I don't know why people feel the need to comment on us, but they do every place we go. My parents had that same effect on people

Desi loves me to wear high heels and I kid him about being a shoe fetish man....he does look at all women's shoes and comments if they don't meet his standards. He dislikes flats. We always are happy and laughing when we are together and people do gravitate towards us because we are having such a good time together. We both are outgoing and extremely social. We have a tendency to include everyone in our halo of light.  Not interverts for sure.

 I don't know where all of this is going, but I guess I'm going to take it one day at a time and not obsess about the time he will be gone and just enjoy the time we have together.  I do have a life, although a lot of the time it is screwed up by my own volition. I will find my footing.  It has been a rough five years or so and I just need to re-evaluate me.

At this point in time Desi is working seven days a week and at several locations putting out fires  He says he is running an adult day care for his Subs that can't seem to do things on their own without being babysat by the Boss.  He is pretty demanding, the German in him, I'm sure. A perfectionist.  That makes me happy due to the fact I don't like people that are scattered and slobs.

So, tonight I have a " date" with a women that asked me to an event in South County.  I know a lot of the people that are going, so it should be a nice time.  I'm hoping to put the first part of the week behind me and go on with the second half being pleasant and expecting nothing.

I should remember that every day brings something different.

Have a wonderful weekend.

ICKY WEEK.....

Don't ask.  This was the week that was and I'm still trying to get over things.  I won't go into everything that happened, but, not all of it was bad and some was horrendous.

Tuesday I met my old friend and his daughter for lunch for his eighyith Birthday.  His daughter came a little later and we had already had a couple drinks and had ordered lunch.  It was a delightful day.  After I left them everything went down hill.  Must make myself a note to never drink Gin on the rocks.  Lethal!

Wednesday, the Veterans man picked me up and took me to lunch.  He is an interesting man and was raised in Orange Count.  Actually he had a Grand Father, or maybe it was a great Grand Father that started Heidelberg College in Ohio.  Small world.  He called me later, after our lunch date, and said he had a nice time.  I'm trying other venues, but I don't think I'm giving anyone a chance.

My brother was back in Ohio and emailed while he was there and then called me from Denver when he got back to Colorado.  He had a nice time with the relatives and said that he and his wife were pretty much scheduled the whole time.  It is really hard to  to see everyone when you are on a short time schedule with his college events.  He keeps telling me everyone is worried about me.  It has been a roller coaster of a ride the last several years.  I'm ready for things to slow down and get back to normal, but only I can make that happen.

Desi called me several times to check on me.  He had just gotten back from up North and was at his ,projects in the Valley.  He is putting out fires everywhere.  Today, Thursday, is the day that he interviews with the Sheik's representatives.  He is coming to Orange County to take me out tomorrow night, Friday, and I'll find out then how things went. I believe he will be headed for Houston sometime this weekend.  No grass under those feet.

Some idiot cut the corner to close in a parking lot and scratched my back bumper while I was parked.  I have Color Me coming out tomorrow to fix the scratches.  I used Mr. Clean on the rubber marks.  Of course, no note from said "hit and run."

Tonight is a retirement party for a lady that has been in charge of events at the Elks.  Her Grand daughter dog sat Senora .  The place won't be the same, but then nothing ever is the same is it? 

Our weather is hot in the afternoons and cold and overcast n the mornings.  June weather in October, go figure. So, that is about it for today.

Things will get better, won't they?

FRIENDS...

Friends, what would I do without them.  When they are in town they are so willing to help in anyway they can.  One of my good friends ,Cathy, came up today to go to the grocery store with me and carry in the bags of groceries.  Yes, my back still hurts.  She  really was a help.

The doctor said be prepared for at least six weeks, which is what I've heard from everyone that has ever had the same thing happen to them. Terrific....I have way to much to do to put up with this, but I have been.  I've actually been home for days, talk about getting stir crazy.

Tomorrow I have a lunch scheduled for my male friend's eightieth birthday.  He called me yesterday to confirm.  He is driving way out of his territory and I'm surprised, as is his daughter that he is doing that.  We always have a great conversation, albeit not often, as we don't see each very much.  Maybe a one or two times a year thing.  There has never been anything between us but friendship, but we get each other. He actually gave me my first black kitten that live for twenty two  years.  Her name was Melissa.

Tuesday night is a meeting with the Vets and Wednesday a lunch with the District  man that is in charge of the Veterans programs.  This is purely social.  He called me last night, a little strange, to report that he had just gotten home from a weekend in San Diego.  When he asked what I did all weekend and I told him nothing but lay flat on my back due to my injury he didn't seem to believe me.  He thought I had a lot of dates.  Most people think that.  Truth be told, I'm home more then not, unless I'm by myself out there.  Men are usually afraid to ask me out from the general public.  Online is different, they are looking for someone.   Maybe they think I'll reject them.  I probably would, so their thinking isn't far off.

One of my other good friends told me to drink gin.  Her mother, who was English, swore that the juniper berries in gin cured any hurt one might have.  I think I'll go have a gin on the rocks and see if she was right.

Tally Ho!

SUNDAY....

 Overcast today and going its going to be in the seventies.  I have started addressing my Christmas cards, shows you how bored I am.  Getting an early start is probably a good thing since I send out one hundred cards every year.  This year it might not be as many as I have lost friends and relatives through death. I should probably pare the list down, but when I do I get a card from the person I have decided to eliminate.

I have been home this weekend sitting on my butt due to my back. Mikee loves it.  He keeps coming up to me and meowing his pleasure and wanting to sit next to me or get on my lap. Camille on the other hand wishes I would go away and never come back.

Desi called me yesterday on his way to another town to pick supplies up.  That was the excuse to find a Starbucks, but more to find the NY Times and Wall Street Journal. He is feeling deprived in the one horse town where  he is building his shopping center and restaurants. He said he was working this weekend to be able to come South next week. 

I was hoping he wanted to come back for me, but the truth of the matter is he has two meetings on Thursday with the Sheik's representative that wants him to come to Morocco.  He did ask where I wanted to go on Friday and named a place in South County that has a dance band.  Now, if I'll be able to wear heels and dance is the question.  I guess if I pill myself up enough I'll be able to do anything.


His purpose on calling me was to check to see how I was doing so I suppose that shows a little interest on his part.  When I said something about his meetings not making me happy, he said, "remember nothing is set in stone yet."  Maybe not, but the cement seems to be drying.

  I also mentioned that Morocco was really third world and he announced that Spain, Paris, etc were only an hour plane ride away.  Since he has spent years in and out of Europe and has lots of friends there I'm sure he won't be missing female companionship.  Read SEX into that statement. Do I really think he will be away for three years and be celibate, NO! Of course I can add that to my end of the world too.

My very good friend called me last night on her return from Oregon.  She was checking to see how I was doing.  One thing about my girlfriends, they keep everyone apprised on what is going on with everyone  They are taking me out for my birthday next month, the restaurant of my choice.  I decided on a continental Italian place, Pizzelle's that is close by and has terrific food.  It is a small place but very charming.

This is another week, coming up, with most days taken up with lunches, meetings etc.  We will see what time Desi will be here on Friday and then Saturday night I have an event to go to with another gal.  I"ll let everyone know, should you care,what goes on.

Ciao!

SATURDAY MORNING.

Another weekend.  Weekends are my most unfavorite days of the week. In California it is impossible to go anywhere, since the world is out there on the freeways, not to mention in the stores and restaurants. So I thought I start addressing my Christmas cards today.  Might as well make good us of my time.

My back is  still hurting and only feels semi okay when I pill up.  The pills, of course, are only masking the problems.  Everyone I have talked to says it will take a long, long time to heal and nothing can be done to help, only time.   Oh joy!!

Desi is still up North and working this weekend so he can get back South next week. He didn't find anyone that suited him to hire to oversee the job.  He can be a stickler and not many people measure up to his requirements.  When you have that type of personality you sometimes shoot yourself in the foot and end up doing everything yourself.

Last night I joined several people for drinks and dinner.  I've been really tired so I didn't stay long.  It is hard to be perky when one is hurting. On top of the back I've acquire a sinus infection that is dragging me down.

On my book. The Agency  has sent me some long thing about aggressive marketing, which I haven't read yet, and I can bet it will involve me putting money out which I'm not going to do. I think I will let my contract with them expire and then go from there.

I have a lunch scheduled next week with a man that I've known and worked with when I first came to California. He turned eighty and we will be celebrating that monumental birthday.  I'm hoping his daughter joins us.  He has kept in touch with me for over forty six years.

Other then that nothing much going on.  I hope everyone enjoys their weekend.

NEW THINGS HAPPENING.....

My back is still not good and I finally broke down and called the doctor...waiting for a call back.  I don't know if I need to use heat, cold, pills or just let nature take its course.  Desi has checked on me almost everyday, so that makes me feel a little better.  At least he is thinking about me.

I did meet the dentistry professor/dentist, age 76, six foot two.  He was very young looking and acting. Good teeth too.  A plus in the age range of men that I've met..  We had coffee at Starbucks, however, he didn't following directions and got lost and was a half hour late.  If I hadn't had my coffee and Kindle with me I would have said, "screw it." 

After talking to him, he has more problems then Desi....I suppose everyone has their baggage but shouldn't it be easier?  God this dating pool thing is the pits.  Not that I call having coffee a date.  More a meeting to dance around and see if you can stand each other. I really don't want to be looking for someone else to fill in the time. Why I'm still doing it is beyond me....maybe hedging my bets or just plain ass boredom.

Last night I gathered myself and my bad back together to go to a District Veterans meeting.  The leader of the pack, who I admired before at a previous meeting, only because he was a take charge and no nonsense guy, led the meeting.  He was very friendly and I felt the whole group accomplished a lot in a short time. He is also an ex-military man. that is something I've never been around.

Well, this morning he called me and invited me to lunch next week. I feel like I'm a deer in the woods and the hunters are out there taking pot shots. Lots of men, but no one I really want to be with. It is like being a deer when the moose and elk are in full rut and courting you they just don't know that a deer is the wrong species to try and woo.   It seems to be worse then it was when I was in my twenties.  Way over the top with guys that want to either date you or get in  your pants, mostly the latter I'm afraid. 

Desi told me to stop being so pessimistic and that he felt things would be okay and would  work out. He again asked, "did I want to stay in Irvine?"  I said no, and he then told me the people in Morocco were giving him an apartment to use in Paris,  Now, I've heard a lot of things from him that have never materialized and I can't get to excited about anything he says, but it would be nice to live in Paris. His favorite thing to say to me is, "RELAX."  Guess he doesn't know me, that word isn't in my vocabulary.

So, between my back, Desi, the men and life in general it has been hard to keep a smile on my face and not break down in tears.  Speaking of tears, my poor neighbor came over and was a mess.  She and her boyfriend are having problems and she had been crying for a week.  Between the two of us we were like the "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head" song. Misery loves company, but at least I understand her.

Another thing was the operation on my knee has been postponed a week.  Probably for the best since the day before Thanksgiving probably isn't the best day in the world to have something done in the hospital, not to mention, as Desi pointed out,  Black Friday was the day after Thanksgiving and I shouldn't have anything done then.  Guess fate watches out for fools.

Went to Newport this morning for a doctor appointment and then met my friend Fran for lunch.  She too is having a hard time since her husband died.  Life just gets more complicated and everyone you talk to says it, so it must be true.

Tomorrow is another day!

I'M BACK......

There hasn't been a lot going on lately.  Most of it has been more then a little depressing.  To start the downward spiral I threw my back out lifting a 40 lb. kitty litter out of the trunk of the car.  I was suppose to go to the movies with two friends and ended up staying flat on my back over the weekend. It still hurts.

Prior to that, I spent Friday night having dinner with friends and then going out to a few places that just made me wonder what the hell I was doing with my life.  If anyone had told me that my life would end up like this, I would have told them they were crazy. I think part of my problem is that I don't perceive myself as old an you know what?  I am. 

I had a phone call from Desi, who went up to his daughter's house over the weekend to see his grand kids. He announced that he was going to be out of the country for two weeks in November.  Then he told me why.  He is going to North Africa to talk to a group of people about building hotels and restaurants.  He would be on this job for three years.  Hell, I might be dead in three years.  When I said, "I guess this is the end of things between us, he said, "he was thinking positive and didn't I travel.  Right!  I can just see me going to Morocco, which is where he is going.  This is a great opportunity and it will include, housing, car etc.  He did a project in Hawaii that lasted four and a half years so it won't be a new thing for him.  He will have to wind his other projects down here in the States. I am not happy about it but I always knew our relationship, if  you can call it that, was only for fun. 

I always knew that the road we were taking together was a dead end road, I just didn't think it was going to be such a short one. Not that I see him all the time anyway.  He will be coming back in two weeks and we will see each other one evening.  The second night of the weekend I have plans with a female friend to go to a function.  We will have a little more discussion about everything.  I know what I should do, but I don't know if I can at this point. None of this will happen until next year, but it will happen.

In the spirit of not letting any grass grow under my feet, I have a coffee date on Tuesday with an age appropriate man that was a professor at USC and taught dentistry.  He lives in Newport Beach and is at least near by.  I have found that the younger guys are still working and really don't have time.  Desi especially has a very complicated life.

There is also a man in Las Vegas that wants me to call him. He says he is retired, well traveled etc.  I'm thinking about calling him. I hate to start this hunt again for someone that I want to be with.  Desi will be very hard to replace and I'm not sure I want to replace him.

So with all of that being said, it is day by day.  Life always full of surprises some of them not so good.

Hugs to all.

HOME TODAY...

Last night I went to the Elks to pack boxes for Afghanistan.  Three of us did thirty boxes for shipping.  They include all the things from home that the troops don't get.  Beef Jerky, deodorant, toothbrushes, paste, candy, cracker, cookies and various other items to remind them of home. I always feel like a job well done," after we are done.

The twenty seven year old young man keeps emailing me.  I think he just wants a friend, as his profile said he was looking to connect with new people.  He lives in another State, so emailing him chatty things will be no harm, no foul.  At least I think it will be that.  Lots of different people out there

I returned home last night about nine fifteen and there was a message from Desi that said he was thinking about me.  That was nice to hear, although since I always state, "do think about me when your gone,'" when he leaves for his job sites.   I don't know if he is doing it for me or for him.  Maybe a little of both. It is a little satisfying to know that no matter which it is, he calls.  I returned his call and left a message on his cell.

I'm having dinner tonight with my good friend.  Haven't seen her for a while as she has been out of the State.  Time to play catch up.

Still more guys contacting me via "Match," but no one of interest at this point.  I don't think I'm really looking for anyone and since my book is done and at the Agency to find a Publisher I have more or less lost interest in the chase.

Back to center pieces.

RAINING AND COOL....

Yesterday was just beautiful with the sun out and the temperatures in the seventies.  Today it is cold and drizzling.  I think the whole state is on a rain alert.   Tomorrow is suppose to rain at least an inch, in the valleys, which is a lot for this parched desert.

Desi was concerned that since the parking lot wasn't poured at the job site and the ovens, etc were being delivered.The guys would be slogging through mud up to their ankles.  Construction is always at the whims of Mother Nature or something that throws things out of wack.

I drove down to my friend's house this morning and left a container of soup for her that I had made.  She wasn't home so I hung the bag on the door handle.  I drove back home and contacted my friend that I was suppose to drive to Sit and Sleep to get a box spring.  It is a long story of why he has a new mattress and no box spring, but I won't bother to go into it.  I'm picking him up shortly.

I had a contact from a twenty seven year old in Denver that said I was beautiful.  Now why in the world would a young man that age even be looking at someone my age.  Go figure!  Then another email from an Asian man my age that wanted to meet, who lived in Newport Beach. I have never been interested in Asian men, although this one sounded very financially well off.  I just can't go outside " my people"  for some reason.

I'm still feeling a little discombobulated and a trifle depressed.  Some of it has to do with the weather and some of it stems from the fact, that I'm not sure where I'm going with my lfe at this point. I also feel down after Desi leaves.  Maybe I shouldn't worry so much about it and let things fall where they may.  Seems to working so far, I think.

Tonight is a dinner and a meeting so I will be amused for a while. Working, still, on my center pieces.

Good day all....

INTERESTING WEEKEND....

Desi got here Friday as promised.  We switched days to go out since he was driving all over the place and didn't get to my house until six thirty or so.  I did make dinner after we had a few snacks and a drink. By the time we got everything finished it was almost ten o'clock or maybe later.  We had a hunt for the Navitimer planned for the next morning so it was call it a day early.

Desi gets up at dawn.  He needs very little sleep and runs on energy that always amazes me.  Now I don't know about everyone else, but when you get up that early, it makes for a long day.  I stayed asleep, five a.m. is way to early and he answered emails and did his computer work.   Since nothing opens until ten a.m. we had a while to regroup.  I made breakfast, then we got ready to get out of the house and go on the quest for the watch.

The shop that had four had actually three with one being repaired.  Desi was trying to make a decision between a white face Moonphase or a regular black face.  There was two thousand dollars difference between them, with the white being the more expensive. The black face looked the best on his wrist.  Being the big guy he is both watches would have to have additional links added.

He decided to think about the watches and go on to another Estate Jewelery store that I had scoped out.  We parked walked into another estate store that ended up not having watches, then to the store that I had found.  The store was not open.  I called the number that was on the door and left a message with the owner. 

We decided to drive down to Newport Beach and look at another place.  We walked in and the man, that I had talk to that week, was behind the counter and announced that the safe was locked and the owner wasn't there and lived an hour away. Do you sense a theme here?  I told Desi that it didn't look like he was meant to get this watch.

We drove to Back Bay for an ice tea and sat and watched the paddle boarders go by on the water. Since there really isn't anything to do unless you eat, drink, go to the movies or shop and none of those appealed we ended up going home. 

Now, I was not really aware of how ADD Desi is. He works seven days a week and is on fast mode all the time.  He has something gong on every minute of his day and this down Saturday was freaking him out.  I told him that it was  taste of retirement, that made him really upset.   Not only was it the first day he didn't have an agenda, other then looking for the watch, no one on any of his jobs sites called him. His take on this was everything was either great or going into he toilet. He was leaning towards the latter.

We had a long discussion about men having their jobs define them and that he couldn't go on at the pace he is going forever. He really was having a hard time with the whole concept of down time and kept saying that this particular day was strange and different for him.  He talked to his son in Houston, during a football game we were watching, and told him that he was "behind the Orange Curtain, and the day was really odd for him.  Although he did tell him he was having a good time. At least he likes being with me

We got ready in the early evening to go out to dinner and dancing.  The dance clubs in Orange County are hard to find so we went to the Balboa Bay  Club.  This particular night was a mess.  The band was horrible and they played icky music and the singer was off key.  We had two drinks and decided to leave.  We did manage to dance a couple slow dances.  We drove to Laguna Beach to see another place that from the outside looked like a dive bar on steroids.  We didn't get out of the car but decided to just go home and call it a day.  It was a strange day all the way around.

Desi left at noon, Sunday, after making his run to Starbucks and for the New York Times. We talked about our mutual attraction, although he said, "if Sophia Loren came into his sight, " I'd be culled from the herd." Nice!  No chance of that, at least I don't think there is  He announced that on his drive up North, today, he was going to contemplate his retirement.  I don't think it has ever dawned on him that life changes and nothing is ever the same.  At least we have him thinking about it. Interesting that as smart as he is, this wasn't something he had thought about. 

I was in a strange mood too, on Sunday. He kept asking me "what's wrong?"  I honestly couldn't tell him.  There just is a little unrest showing up on my radar for no good reason.  I said something about being "Casual Lucy" and he said I wasn't casusal. Anyway, that was my odd mood showing up that went away, somewhat. We are a contemplated twosome. Although everyone we run into thinks that we look great together and we get a lot of conpliments from perfect strangers.

I will stop rambling.

Bye all.