To start Dez arrived sooner then I thought he would. He caught a window in the traffic coming South on Friday and arrived at 3:30. We left as soon as the car was loaded up. The trip went fairly fast and we arrived in Palm Desrt at around 5:30, which was pretty good considering it was Friday. So everyone that bet he wouldn't come, lost.
He said he was going to take me to a place called The Nest which had dancing. He thought we should arrive early since the place gets packed with the AARP group. (That was what a friend of mine called them, and she was right.) We arrived there a little before 7:00 and it was already jumping. It was hard to find a seat and we finally had the waitress asked a couple of men that were sitting at a high table if they minded if we joined them. They didn't.
Prior to finding a seat we were wandering around looking for one and Dez ran into a gal that he knew. He has business in the desert and goes there once in a while. She was there without her husband and was well on her way to being well on her way. Dez never misses when it comes to women, they flock to him and he has the ego to go along with all the attention. She seemed to be a little embarassed to see him but then that changed.
After we got the seats with the men. ordered a drink and danced a few dances, the above women came over to the table and asked me if I cared if she danced with Dez. What was I going to say, no. I told her to dance away and she said she liked me even more.
She told Dez that I was prettier then he was, which he imparted when he came back to the table not happily. He then proceeded to tell me she was bi. Oh joy! Sorry, women are not on my list. Bi or not it didn't stop her from draping herself all over Dez, and he her while they were dancing. Not to mention it was fifties music which is my favorite. Now, I know I said go dance, but somewhere down the line there should be a little decorum. He came back and knew I was a little pissed, not about the dancing but about the body language. he asked what was wrong. I'm going home with you, ( don't do me any favors,) and he said she had asked if I receptive to a women. Good lord! Thank god he told her no. The whole scenario just reminded me that men are idiots.
I still think that he had more then just a passing encounter with her in the past, but he wasn't admitting to it. He said she had been texting him regarding a women that she was involved with that wouldn't go away. I wonder where her husband was in all this.
We stayed at The Nest fairly late, Miss I want to dance, three sheets to the wind, didn't come back and it ended Dez and I ended up okay. Blip one.
The next day we went to a sweet place for breakfast and sat on the patio near the fountain. It was all very pleasant. He needed to buy one of his grand daughters a birthday gift and was trying to decide if he wanted to spend the time doing that. I told him he needed to get it done since he is so scheduled with his time. He said he had a text from the above women that morning saying again that she thought I was pretty, I didn't ask what else she had to say.
We drove to the Outlet Malls and we found cute shorts and two tops. We walked the whole 130 stores and he bought some driving shoes. I didn't see anything worth while except some Judith Lieber purses that were in the thousands.
We drove back to the hotel and he went to the pool while I redid my nails and then joined him. We spent about an hour there and then went back up to the room to go to Sullivans for dinner. We had been told they had dancing but they didn't, or at least that early they didn't. We drove back to the The Nest which again was paced with no seating what so ever. I asked a man at the bar if there wasn't another place to dance besides The Nest and he said the Hyatt. We drove there and they had a combo playing with a few people.
The huge problem was the combo was encouraging two little kids, ages about 3 and 5 to dance and kept praising them. Dez was not amused. He said if he wanted to spend the night with his grand kids he would have gone to visit them. He ended up going to the manager to complain about little kids in the Lounge. They departed soon afterwards. What is wrong with parents?
That just made him pissy and he wasn't happy with the crowd and was basically blaming me for going there. That of course made me mad. We were on to Blip number two. It started to disintegrate from there. He drank a lot more Wild Turkey rocks then he should have and I kept my mouth shut getting more upset with him as time went on.
This other women, who he didn't know, came up and asked him to watch her jacket. She was, again, all over him. That was about it for me. I told him I was out of there and tried to get up from the seat. He wouldn't let me up and didn't understand what was wrong.......right! He said, "she came to me." I wonder what would have happened if I had availed myself of the guys there. He is such a horn dog even when he is trying to be good.
There was also a Mexican gal that was dancing by herself shaking her butt right in his face. Our seats were on the dance floor and low making it butt level. He at least didn't do anything to encourage her although he was breaking his neck staring at her.
The crowd got better as it got later, even though there were a lot of women there from Seattle dressed like old hippies. Not a good look. Ugly dresses and pants and really ugly shoes. Speaking of shoes. I had a new pair of heels on that were just killing me. I danced but it was painful. Those shoes are going to the Good Will. I had to take them off on the way back to the hotel. Damn, they were pretty.
We left the Hyatt went back to the hotel and the next morning without fanfare got ready to leave. Dez was totally hung over but chatty, although lit into some people in the lobby in the breakfast lounge, I wasn't there, because they wanted to change the news channel to cartoons for their kids. Talk about getting up on the wrong side of the bed. I think he stunned them.
We talked all the way home but I kept thinking I needed to change my venue. He was going to be gone the next two weeks traveling. We both say casual but I think, on my end, it is going to have to be over and out. It may take a while, but when I go out with someone they better damn well pay all of their attention to me. He doesn't get the concept. This was the first time that he actually ticked me off. I just wish I didn't like him so much and we didn't have fun together, at least most of the time.
I told him on the way home that it was fun while it lasted. He caught the lasted word, not fun while it lasts. When he was ready to leave the house after dropping me off I said goodbye, and used his name, which I never do. I always call him Dez. He more then caught that. He knew I wasn't happy with everything. You think!
So we'll see what happens in the next several weeks. Whether he calls or not, I'm not calling him or texting that is for sure. I did send him an email to thank him for taking me to the desert and received one back saying he had a great time too. Wonder if we were on the same trip. Actaully most of the weekend was pretty good, just a few blips. I really wish I could find someone close by that floated my boat like he does, so far I haven't although Veteran man wants to be the one.
Learning as I go.
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