Here we are with another week coming up and it is almost the middle of June, a half of a year has gone away already.....to fast.
As promised Dez came on Thursday and stayed for the afternoon. He is so busy I don't know how he finds the time to do what he does. He had just flown in from the East coast on Wednesday and hit the project he is doing in Orange County, then he was going to come see me, which of course didn't work out. So Friday he came in the early afternoon, after his meeting.
We had decided that we needed to change up our venue of places we had been going in the past. Both of us had heard of this dive bar that had two locations and supposedly had Karaoke and dancing near by. We decided to give it a try.
I had called my friends that lived in Laguna Niguel as I knew that they had been to the place near them for dinner recently. We were supposed to stop to see them prior to going to the establishment but I canceled the visit as Dez was going to be late and they were leaving for Hawaii the next day. Dez showed up early on Friday so I called back but they had rescheduled something so we didn't get a chance to see them. Next time.
Well, we went to the first place, OMG, what a dump. There was a obese girl sitting out front getting a tattoo with a felt tip pen.....that should have told us something. I was dressed as casual as I get and Dez had on jeans and a dress shirt. We were totally alien for this crowd. We walked in and walked right back out. The people were just the dregs and I was trying to figure out where they lived. It was the, "I'll have a drink at six a.m. group."
Dez drove us to the second place in Laguna Niguel. We decided we would stop and at least see if it was semi acceptable. Now, remember Dez had been at Mixology in L.A. the night before with his project people. No comparison. We walked in and at least the place was clean and the people were a little better appearing, not much, but passable.
We decided to sit at the bar and have a drink. The two of us were laughing about having a date night in the car driving around Orange County trying to find these places. The owner came up and asked us how we found the place, and Dez told her my friends had been there. She seemed thrilled that we were there and of course wanted us to stay and please come back. When I went to the ladies room she clomped unto Dez and had a long conversation about her family owning the place." Mr. Chick Magnet"
She had a fiance, who looked like, as Dez said, a "profit eater." He was slugging down the wine and scarfing down a dinner. She on the other hand was an attractive blond and what she saw in this slug of a guy was beyond us.
Again, we really didn't fit in but gamely decided to try some food as we were both hungry. Now this place is an Irish Pub and both of us ordered sea food at the bar. Dumb! My plate was good and Dez had crab cakes and clam chowder which he said wasn't bad. We were there late enough for the Karaoke to start and that was worse then dreadful. Songs no one had ever heard of and sung like screeching owls. One song had a lot of woo-woos in it. Good God!
We looked at each other, after we ate, and got out of that place too. We went to Brio which is one of our places we can dance. As we were sitting there Dez was getting sick with stomach cramps. Oh Lord, I was hoping it wasn't food poisoning. We left and it is about a half hour to get home. Poor Dez was in misery but managed to get home just in the nick of time.
Dez had to be somewhere Saturday during the day which was eighty miles away. He was coming back and we talked about going to see Snow White and the Huntsman. He didn't get back in time, One hundred and sixty miles for the afternoon drive took more time, with traffic. He was still sick but announced maybe we could go dancing.....I told him he was crazy and he needed to calm himself down. So, we went to a local place for dinner instead. Talk about my ADD boy.
That dinner, at Quinns was very good. We actually enjoyed it and stayed for the small group playing music until eleven and then came home. Dez was feeling better, not perfect, but better.
Sunday morning he made his normal trip to Starbuck's for coffee and the New York Times that he does when he is with me. He had picked up bagels the day before as I had lox cream cheese, onions, tomatoes and fruit for breakfast planned. He came back and stayed until almost noon before he headed home to play catch up for his week coming up. He is suppose to come back either Tuesday or Thursday, depending on his schedule.
This was the first time he has spent this many days with me. It was great to be together but I know it is a fluke. I can't plan on him and will see him when we can arrange it. Our relationship, if you can call it that, is just for fun and even though we both really like each other it is going nowhere. I know someday he will leave to live in Europe, the local desert, or points God knows where and for me to think I will be part of that is not going to happen. As long as I realize that it will be fine.
So, today and tonight I have a meeting and I need to go get ready.
More later.
As promised Dez came on Thursday and stayed for the afternoon. He is so busy I don't know how he finds the time to do what he does. He had just flown in from the East coast on Wednesday and hit the project he is doing in Orange County, then he was going to come see me, which of course didn't work out. So Friday he came in the early afternoon, after his meeting.
We had decided that we needed to change up our venue of places we had been going in the past. Both of us had heard of this dive bar that had two locations and supposedly had Karaoke and dancing near by. We decided to give it a try.
I had called my friends that lived in Laguna Niguel as I knew that they had been to the place near them for dinner recently. We were supposed to stop to see them prior to going to the establishment but I canceled the visit as Dez was going to be late and they were leaving for Hawaii the next day. Dez showed up early on Friday so I called back but they had rescheduled something so we didn't get a chance to see them. Next time.
Well, we went to the first place, OMG, what a dump. There was a obese girl sitting out front getting a tattoo with a felt tip pen.....that should have told us something. I was dressed as casual as I get and Dez had on jeans and a dress shirt. We were totally alien for this crowd. We walked in and walked right back out. The people were just the dregs and I was trying to figure out where they lived. It was the, "I'll have a drink at six a.m. group."
Dez drove us to the second place in Laguna Niguel. We decided we would stop and at least see if it was semi acceptable. Now, remember Dez had been at Mixology in L.A. the night before with his project people. No comparison. We walked in and at least the place was clean and the people were a little better appearing, not much, but passable.
We decided to sit at the bar and have a drink. The two of us were laughing about having a date night in the car driving around Orange County trying to find these places. The owner came up and asked us how we found the place, and Dez told her my friends had been there. She seemed thrilled that we were there and of course wanted us to stay and please come back. When I went to the ladies room she clomped unto Dez and had a long conversation about her family owning the place." Mr. Chick Magnet"
She had a fiance, who looked like, as Dez said, a "profit eater." He was slugging down the wine and scarfing down a dinner. She on the other hand was an attractive blond and what she saw in this slug of a guy was beyond us.
Again, we really didn't fit in but gamely decided to try some food as we were both hungry. Now this place is an Irish Pub and both of us ordered sea food at the bar. Dumb! My plate was good and Dez had crab cakes and clam chowder which he said wasn't bad. We were there late enough for the Karaoke to start and that was worse then dreadful. Songs no one had ever heard of and sung like screeching owls. One song had a lot of woo-woos in it. Good God!
We looked at each other, after we ate, and got out of that place too. We went to Brio which is one of our places we can dance. As we were sitting there Dez was getting sick with stomach cramps. Oh Lord, I was hoping it wasn't food poisoning. We left and it is about a half hour to get home. Poor Dez was in misery but managed to get home just in the nick of time.
Dez had to be somewhere Saturday during the day which was eighty miles away. He was coming back and we talked about going to see Snow White and the Huntsman. He didn't get back in time, One hundred and sixty miles for the afternoon drive took more time, with traffic. He was still sick but announced maybe we could go dancing.....I told him he was crazy and he needed to calm himself down. So, we went to a local place for dinner instead. Talk about my ADD boy.
That dinner, at Quinns was very good. We actually enjoyed it and stayed for the small group playing music until eleven and then came home. Dez was feeling better, not perfect, but better.
Sunday morning he made his normal trip to Starbuck's for coffee and the New York Times that he does when he is with me. He had picked up bagels the day before as I had lox cream cheese, onions, tomatoes and fruit for breakfast planned. He came back and stayed until almost noon before he headed home to play catch up for his week coming up. He is suppose to come back either Tuesday or Thursday, depending on his schedule.
This was the first time he has spent this many days with me. It was great to be together but I know it is a fluke. I can't plan on him and will see him when we can arrange it. Our relationship, if you can call it that, is just for fun and even though we both really like each other it is going nowhere. I know someday he will leave to live in Europe, the local desert, or points God knows where and for me to think I will be part of that is not going to happen. As long as I realize that it will be fine.
So, today and tonight I have a meeting and I need to go get ready.
More later.
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