I can't believe how fast this week went by. It occurred to me as I was sitting in front of the computer paying bills that I hadn't added anything to my Blog this week. So I will try to update things.
Since I was in such a funk for Easter weekend and really didn't feel that great I put everyone off as I stated before. Monday I did make a dinner date with the guy that I had seen several times that tootled off to Afghanistan and is going back the end of the month. He works for a company that supplies food for the troops. Dangerous job as he is located in a camp when he goes over there, that is surrounded by supposed friendly Afghanistan troops. I wouldn't trust them as far as out the front door with the way Americans are viewed in this world.
We went to Quinn's and had a nice time. His statement was that in the last year the thing he missed most was touching another human being, meaning a women, of course. He was very attentive, but my radar was up. I kept thinking "horny" was probably in the equation. He has always been a perfect gentleman, and although he is a lot younger then I, I think I really am a cougar, and can't stand the old men that act like they are one hundred and two. I'm really genetically lucky that I can still attract anyone at my age. he was very sweet.
After dinner we drove back to my house and had a night cap. He was a needy little devil but I explained that I wasn't jumping in the sack with him and that he really was to young. Not to mention he was leaving again the end of this month. He was pretty understanding, not happy, but understanding. Guess I am only a semi cougar. At least he was old enough and respectful enough to know that no meant no. If I hadn't know him and been out with him several times before he wouldn't have been invited to the house. Very, very few men are allowed to come to my home.
Through the whole day and into the next I kept getting text messages from Vet man. He wanted to come over after his meeting on Monday and of course I couldn't see him with Afghanistan man present. Dez was off the radar and I kept in mind that if really wanted to get in touch with me he would. I had no idea when he was coming back from up North and didn't ask. I also didn't email or text him as I would have done in the past. He made the first effort Easter Sunday which was unusual for him.
Tuesday. after our date Monday, I sent Afghanistan a note that I didn't think it was a wise idea for us to continue seeing each other now or when he got back. I told him age, logistics and my feelings for someone else came into play. those things sounded better then anything else I could think up. I received a email back from him saying he appreciated me being up front with him. I can't imagine what he expected either now or in the future. I'm certainly to old for him. At a certain age it is hard to connect with anyone for men and women alike. He kept telling me I made him feel comfortable. that's me, an old shoe!
Tuesday was another day of emails from Vet man and text. I had a text from my ride to the Elks asking if I wanted to go to the meeting. I begged off and told him perhaps next week. I had a dental appointment, gas, shopping and a million other things and I was plain pooped.
Wednesday, today, I had an early email from Dez.....he asked if we were still on for Friday. Since I really don't depend on what he says, I waited a little while to answer him. He says he is coming down, but it will be interesting as it is suppose to rain and it is Friday. He wants to go dancing and I have my choice of the Balboa Bay Club, Brio, Elks, Bistango etc. I told him it was up to him where we went as I didn't care. I can get dressed up for any of them and that is one of the reasons I love going out with him. He loves sexy clothes and high heels and so do I and we go places I can wear them.
So today I had my hair trimmed, went to Trader Joe's, the Bank, CVS, and came home to do a little ironing. It rained over night and this morning so it feels good to hunker down and stay home.
My friend Connie is going through a lot and she had called me early this a.m. to tell me about her husband Jerry, who is in the hospital. He was on life support and now they are sending him to Hospice. Connie thought this was a plus and I just let her think so. Hospice is usually the last resort.
So that is my week so far and after reviewing it, it seems busy. Vet man is picking me up tomorrow night to take me to a meeting and then we will see if Dez, who by the way sent me at least 5 emails today, actually shows up in the rain on Friday.
Since I was in such a funk for Easter weekend and really didn't feel that great I put everyone off as I stated before. Monday I did make a dinner date with the guy that I had seen several times that tootled off to Afghanistan and is going back the end of the month. He works for a company that supplies food for the troops. Dangerous job as he is located in a camp when he goes over there, that is surrounded by supposed friendly Afghanistan troops. I wouldn't trust them as far as out the front door with the way Americans are viewed in this world.
We went to Quinn's and had a nice time. His statement was that in the last year the thing he missed most was touching another human being, meaning a women, of course. He was very attentive, but my radar was up. I kept thinking "horny" was probably in the equation. He has always been a perfect gentleman, and although he is a lot younger then I, I think I really am a cougar, and can't stand the old men that act like they are one hundred and two. I'm really genetically lucky that I can still attract anyone at my age. he was very sweet.
After dinner we drove back to my house and had a night cap. He was a needy little devil but I explained that I wasn't jumping in the sack with him and that he really was to young. Not to mention he was leaving again the end of this month. He was pretty understanding, not happy, but understanding. Guess I am only a semi cougar. At least he was old enough and respectful enough to know that no meant no. If I hadn't know him and been out with him several times before he wouldn't have been invited to the house. Very, very few men are allowed to come to my home.
Through the whole day and into the next I kept getting text messages from Vet man. He wanted to come over after his meeting on Monday and of course I couldn't see him with Afghanistan man present. Dez was off the radar and I kept in mind that if really wanted to get in touch with me he would. I had no idea when he was coming back from up North and didn't ask. I also didn't email or text him as I would have done in the past. He made the first effort Easter Sunday which was unusual for him.
Tuesday. after our date Monday, I sent Afghanistan a note that I didn't think it was a wise idea for us to continue seeing each other now or when he got back. I told him age, logistics and my feelings for someone else came into play. those things sounded better then anything else I could think up. I received a email back from him saying he appreciated me being up front with him. I can't imagine what he expected either now or in the future. I'm certainly to old for him. At a certain age it is hard to connect with anyone for men and women alike. He kept telling me I made him feel comfortable. that's me, an old shoe!
Tuesday was another day of emails from Vet man and text. I had a text from my ride to the Elks asking if I wanted to go to the meeting. I begged off and told him perhaps next week. I had a dental appointment, gas, shopping and a million other things and I was plain pooped.
Wednesday, today, I had an early email from Dez.....he asked if we were still on for Friday. Since I really don't depend on what he says, I waited a little while to answer him. He says he is coming down, but it will be interesting as it is suppose to rain and it is Friday. He wants to go dancing and I have my choice of the Balboa Bay Club, Brio, Elks, Bistango etc. I told him it was up to him where we went as I didn't care. I can get dressed up for any of them and that is one of the reasons I love going out with him. He loves sexy clothes and high heels and so do I and we go places I can wear them.
So today I had my hair trimmed, went to Trader Joe's, the Bank, CVS, and came home to do a little ironing. It rained over night and this morning so it feels good to hunker down and stay home.
My friend Connie is going through a lot and she had called me early this a.m. to tell me about her husband Jerry, who is in the hospital. He was on life support and now they are sending him to Hospice. Connie thought this was a plus and I just let her think so. Hospice is usually the last resort.
So that is my week so far and after reviewing it, it seems busy. Vet man is picking me up tomorrow night to take me to a meeting and then we will see if Dez, who by the way sent me at least 5 emails today, actually shows up in the rain on Friday.
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