LABOR DAY WEEKEND...

The sofa returned and is much better but not perfect.  I really give up trying to get them to get it right.  It does look better but I can nit pick since I've had so many problems with it....I think I'll just keep what they did and go onwards and upwards.

I did attend the meeting Thursday night.  Vet man and the rest of the boys were in rare form.  They love to tease me and I can give as good as I get.  We did final just about everything.  The only thing I couldn't get them to commit to is to put black tie optional on the flyer.  It amazes me that they are so hell bent on staying with protocol with this event and when it comes to what you are suppose to wear the boys balked. 

Everything I saw on the Internet required formal wear.  Either tuxedos, Marine uniforms, or black suits.  I told Bruno he could do either, but knowing how he'd love to show off his Armani or whatever he has, he will probably wear a tux.  Of course all of this is predicated on whether he actually goes.  He promised, but then that never means much.  I, again, always expect the worst and if it turns out that he does fine, and if he doesn't fine too.

Today, Saturday, the street fair in Orange is in full swing. Vet man is working a booth, I'm staying home and can't decide if I actually want to go out and fight the weekend crowds that are everywhere for the last hurrah of summer.  The beach in full swing for the big weekend.  I guess it is a good place to stay away from/

I did a few things at home and am still debating if I need to go out or not.  I'm just getting over a sinus infection that had me down for three days and I suppose I should forget about venturing out the door.  It is 6:30 p.m. and I will probably give in and stay put. However I am bored.

Mikee, my cat, is more then thrilled when I'm home.  He really does think he is my husband and if Bruno comes around and then leaves, Mikee leaves me a present somewhere.  He really does know how to get across his displeasure.  He is so jealous of anyone that he thinks may take his place.

Not much else to report except a little email I had from a man in San Diego.  He is over the top with his words and says he wants to meet me.  Not going to happen.  I should have kept all the emails I had sent to me in the last two years.  Most of them are a hoot.

Off to feed Mikee.

GREAT PAELLLA....

Bruno was suppose to call me yesterday to tell me what time he would be arriving to take me to dinner.  I still hadn't heard from him at 5:00 p.m. and I was sitting fuming thinking that if he didn't come this time I was going to close the door to future dates.  At 5:30 he walked in the door.

He had a really bad, stressful day, and he totally forgot he was suppose to call.  I know he has so many things piled on his plate, a phone call to me is the last thing he is thinking about while he is fending off his dozens of phone calls and putting out mega fires everywhere.  If people would do what they were suppose to do it would be so much better.  But he and I both concur there aren't many people out there you can trust to do the job right.  It is like running a kindergarten for adults.  You can tell them, retell them, and they still don't get things right.

So, after he had a glass of water and settled down after telling me about the trials of the day, I calmed down...I don't think he knew how irritated I was....and all was well. I find it best to listen and be supportive.

We left to first go shopping at The Boot Barn.  He is going to Calgary for four days soon to be with his best friend at a dinner up there.  There are more then a couple of reasons I can't go other then Calgary isn't on my list.  He had to have a costume of cowboy attire and found a couple things that he purchased.

After that sojourn we went to the restaurant where we both ordered Paella which was absolutely delicious and way to much.  We both ended up taking about half of it home.  Who knew that this little place was so great in the food department.

We came home and he left right away.  He had a job stop and then needed to go home to pack and finish his laundry so he could leave for Nevada at dawn, for the Labor Day weekend.  No, I'm not going, he will be working every night and it is his job.  Not to mention that I have no desire to be in Nevada in the heat. 

He is returning either Sunday or Monday and promised that we would have two days together prior to him leaving for Houston and the East Coast.  My busy boy.

Today is a bunch of errands and then tonight I have a meeting for the Marine Corp Ball.  Not planning on anything for the weekend.  The Orange Street Fair is on, but three hundred and fifty thousand people show up and that isn't somewhere I want to be.  It is also suppose to be in the 100's, as it always if  for this event.  Not fun when  you add the body heat.

Need to get going and start the day.



 

LAST NIGHT...

I spent most of the day cleaning some of the house.  I still have my bedroom to go and the bath.  I just hate being a char women, but every cleaning lady I've had has ruined things.  Since it is only me and the cats ,I figure I can maintain my small house.  It does get away from me once in a while as I'm gone most of the time and the critters make their own mess when I'm absent

Last night I met my grand daughter for dinner..... what a surprise another dinner.  We had a great conversation and spent a couple of hours sitting discussing what was going on in politics, life and what she might be doing in the future.  She is such a pleasure.  We plan on meeting next week for a taco night.  I'm glad she wants to stay in touch with me. She is actually my husbands grand daughter but she and  I have always had a connection.

Bruno called yesterday, prior to me leaving for dinner, and changed our date from Thursday to tonight.  We were suppose to go out tonight the first go round but he didn't think he would be back from Nevada.  He is here for one day and then goes back up to Nevada.  We are going, if he actually shows up, to a Cuban Spanish restaurant in Orange to have Paella. Wednesday is better as I have an 5:30 meeting on Thursday.

My prodigal sofa is being delivered again, today.   This is the third time back after the factory reworking it.  I talked to the designer and she said that if it wasn't right this time she would give me my money back.....since it has been a mess from the start I really am hoping they got it right this time.  I love the configuration but the workmanship from the factory sucks.However it was so expensive that it should be perfect and I don't think I'm asking to much.

I'll see what the rest of the day brings.  I have a couple of errands but everything is on hold until the sofa returns.

Off to get dressed and start the day.

 

DINNERS.......

Vet man took me out to an early dinner last night.  We did get a lot discussed about the Marine Corp Ball.  I have to tell you I'm very concerned.  This is the first one that has been held and I'm concerned that the crowd will not be there.  The boys are handling things and that is always a problem.

I was thinking about Bruno and my total connection.  I always have to laugh at the guys out there who say, "are you still seeing HIM?" There just isn't anyone that I've met that comes close to being anything like him.  He pretty much concurs that we are very special together.   Everyone asks us if we are married, they think we look great together......we do, and we have a great time together.  I know that he is gone all the time, but when he does come back it is so worth waiting for him.  I feel like a smitten teenager sometimes. Ridiculous at my age.

If anyone had told me that I'd be so interested and happy with another man, I would have told them they were crazy.  I wasn't thrilled with the way my husband and my marriage ended.  I didn't think I'd have any interest in anyone else. 

To think Bruno contacted me online and it went from there.  That was over two years ago and they are so right, whoever "they" are, that time goes fast when your having fun.  Granted his not being around a lot isn't ideal, but I'm busy enough in my own life to fill in the time.

I've tried seeing other guys and it is just a waste of time for me.  Not to mention to a man the thinking is between their heads to their zippers.  I'm not interested.  I find it interesting that the men of today, no matter what their age, verbalize what they want in a nano second of meeting them.  It comes into their head and out their mouths.  If they only realized it is a total turn off.  Of course none of them turn me on anyway as they aren' t Bruno.

I'm off to get housework done and then a Mammogram late this afternoon.  What fun!

LOST IN CYBERSPACE AGAIN.....

I posted some things, but for some reason it went on another site.  Now that I have found the one I want here goes.

This was a whirlwind of a weekend starting on Thursday.  Bruno made his two and a half hour drive from LA to take me out.  You would think that forty five miles wouldn't take so long.....ah, L.A.  It was late so we went to a place we have been wanting to try on Thursday since they have a Big Band. When Bruno walked into the house he was very taken with my dress and Kenneth Cole strappy heels.  Nice to be complimented.

The place is the Phoenix Club (German) and since we were late the kitchen had just closed.  We twisted their arm to allow us to order soup.  The choice were Goulash or French Onion.  We should have ordered the Goulash.  French onion ended up being something with caramelized onions, mystery meat,which we found out was some type of liver casing, and BBQ.  I always knew and Bruno concurs that the Germans can't cook.  The soup was totally sweet and disgusting.  We didn't eat it and sent it back.  The waiter was nice enough to take it off the bill.

Then we drove over to the area they had dancing and a Big Band playing. The band and dancers looked like they had emptied the nearest rest home.  All of the people had to be over eighty.  Bruno and I decided to make the most of it and stay.  Kind of nice being the youngest people there.

There was a little women that gave dancing lessons, she was Italian, don't ask me since The Phoenix is a German Club, She attached herself, literally, to Bruno and as we were leaving she said that he needed to give her his phone number.  Now this women was in her eighties.  We both laughed about her on the way home.  Way to go Bruno! She was very touchy feely.

Bruno left me at 1:30 a.m. to go to his job site to allow some people in.  They can't work during the day so the hours are from midnight until morning for any heavy work that needs done.  His superintendent had to leave for a family emergency so Bruno needed to open a gate to allow some sub contractors in. He said he would be back in an hour or two.  I fell asleep and he came back at 4:00 a.m. and said he had to go and couldn't sleep.  He was leaving for Nevada that evening and still had to final things up at the California site.  I swear the man is going to kill himself.  I made him a cup of coffee and off he went.

Friday night I went to a steak fry where we had two hundred and fifty people attending.  I made it an early night and was home by 9:45 p.m.  I didn't sleep much either due to Bruno's schedule. and I was pooped.

Saturday morning there was a motorcycle Poker run for a fund raiser for the Wounded Warriors.  I joined my other committee member and gave out water and marked the Bikers cards with what they had drawn.   After they all left I drove down to Mission Viejo for a Bikers BBQ.  Returned home around  3:00 and took a nap.

It is feast or famine in the scheduled department.


Bruno did call and left me a message.  We had discussed going several places and getting together in between his travels.  He is suppose to be back from Nevada this week on Thursday and then he is leaving for the East Coast again.  He changed our date from Wednesday to Thursday and although I have a meeting it is only for an hour and he will be at the house by 7:00 p.m..  We are planning on going for Paella at a Cuban/Spanish restaurant in Orange.

We are also planning, the tickets are bought, on going to the Cleopatra Exhibit at the Science Center that is located across from USC.  That will be Sept 15 after Bruno's birthday where he is being feted by his six year old grand daughter who is baking him a cake.....she lives in Houston.

Tonight, Sunday, Vet man is taking me to dinner.  We have a lot to discuss regarding the Marine Corp Ball.....time is going fast and it will be here before you know it.

So that is my crazy life this last week.  All is well

 

NOTHING IMPORTANT.....

Another Sunday to try and get myself organized for the upcoming week.  I always find if I try to at least make myself a list of what I might be doing it helps.  Monday will be here before I know it and I have to get to my Property Manager's office to give him new deposit slips for the new bank so I can cancel Wells Fargo's accounts.  I can't stand Wells and will be so glad to get rid of them.

Vet man was exhausted from the Stand Down yesterday but he sent a text saying he was gong to take me to dinner no matter what.  His comment was he knew that Bruno cancelled so much that he didn't want to be put in that category. He was to tired to drive to the yacht club at the beach so we went to an upscale place near by.  I could have stayed home and been just fine but he insisted.  At least it was short and sweet and he dropped me off early and went home.

He insisted he would drive me Monday to the property managers office after he picks up his secondary car that is in the shop getting something done.  He drives a Cadillac day to day. Since I work with him on the Vets committee we are in touch a lot and keeping things pleasant is a plus.  He knows all about Bruno and finds our relationship amusing.....glad he finds my life so entertaining.

Vet man and I are also going to Camp Pendleton for a Memorial Service and lunch in September, to honor the men that are the Chosin from the Korean War.  Yes, it is spelled Chosin....name of the town or area in Korea.  Since we are honoring them at the Marine Corp Ball it is a chance to meet them and give them their free tickets to the event.

My neighbor, who is a demolition expert and has her own company, is going with me to meet with one of the head Trustees on Tuesday.  There is a large hotel that partially burned and the City of Santa Ana is requesting it be torn down.  Don't as me how I get into these things, but maybe I can send some business her way.  The man we are meeting for lunch is a lawyer, works for the DA's office and is a retired policeman.  I'm hoping the information she gives him will move things along as this property is an eyesore.

I heard from two men today.  One I dated over a year ago.  He was from my hometown and fairly young.  His problem was that he was too invested in names.  Louis Vuitton, Lexus, and whatever else had a designer name on it.  I can only take so much of that and find it a big need to prove something that no one really cares about.  He also was throwing money around at the waitress that he knows at Ruth's Chris steak house.  I think there was some sort of contest going on and she needed six hundred dollars to win and he footed the bill.  More money then sense.

He is Spanish and when I told him I didn't want to see him anymore I said that I was abdicating Spain for Germany....Bruno's end of the world.  However, that didn't stop Mr. Spain, he contacted me this morning on Facebook and requested that we be friends. I always wonder what happens that I come into their minds way after the fact.

Also on Match.com, which I thought I was off,  another man that I have heard from for two years and have never met, nor do I want to, again made an effort to connect.  What about NO don't you understand.  I guess I'll have to block him from contacting me.

I do have to put this in today.  Yesterday an Asian man waxed poetic...his email, that I got on Match,  stated as follows: What an angel face. yr beautiful blond hair looks like Niagara Falls, Yr bright smile lights up my screen, My name is -- and yrs is? Such a classy lady, so elegant and feminine.  You look like your in your early 40's. Amazing!! A real man should treat you like a Queen if he is so lucky to have you in his life.....(Now isn't that a bunch of B.S.) I swear I wish I would have printed out all the crap I get from the men on these sites .  I would have had a great book. Oh did I mention he was 51and short. God spare me from these people.

As far as I know Bruno is back this week, my eyelash extension appointment is Wednesday which is more important then anything. Ha!

Happy Sunday!!

HOMELESS VETS..........

Although I've been up since four a.m. this morning I feel pretty good.  My fellow committee member picked me up at 6:45 to drive us to the O.C. Fairgrounds, where there was a Veterans Stand Down being held for the Homeless Vets.  This is a full weekend of food, health care and information for these men and women.  

I was wondering how, if these people were homeless they were going to get to the area and that was resolved by buses picking them up. 

The Orange County Elks Lodges provided food, breakfast, lunch and dinner and the different Lodges including the American Legion worked the different food venues.  Someone donated sixty seven cases of Sunny D and we went through most of it,  Eggs, pancakes, sausage etc, were cooked and served by the Elks.

I love the fact that these men and women that receive the help are so thankful for anything they receive.

It went fast as our group only worked the breakfast and then we drove home.  Good thinking since the weather has been so brutally hot and going to be hot again today. Luckily I was working inside and they had large tents set up for the Vets to sit under outside.

I had a phone call on my answering machine went I got home from Bruno.  He is still in the Desert but said he is coming back on Tuesday.  He has a meeting with the man from Florida regarding Disneyland and said we would go out on Thursday but wanted to see me before that.  We'll see how much time is taken up with Mr. Florida. He was so funny when I called him back.  He said, "what did you do, wait until your boyfriend left so you could call me."  I told him that was his M.O. not mine.  He told me that he had been more then good.....I think he is too busy not to be.  It probably isn't from trying that is for sure, although he says he likes quality not quantity.  Guess it is nice to be considered quality.

Bruno is so unpredictable.  Just when I get myself in a state over him not calling or texting me, he calls out of the blue and says he misses me.  Guess I'm finally learning to take it as it comes and don't obsess about things.  Easy to say, but hard to do.  I'm an old "foxette" by now and should know better.

Tonight I have dinner out and I need to get my nails perked up again. Diving into ice chests to get Sunny D totally screwed up my manicure.

Off to polish and paint.