One of the nicest things about Ventura ,CA. is that it never gets too hot.
After years ( 25) of living in Palm Springs and facing temperatures at 120 or more some days, it was such a welcome relief to be here where a hot day meant maybe 80. And those days were far and few.. with the average temperature around 70. Almost ideal. Summer usually means a few hot days, but also a lot of days of fog.
Well, right now , this week we haven't had any fog but we sure have had the hot days and I'm not too pleased about it. Hard to take a nap when it is hot in here. To me, a nap means getting under my mom's " nap time" quilt for an hour or so. She used it for years and after she passed away I took the quilt and sent it back to Ventura and put it at the foot of my bed. So, a nap means using that and thinking of good times with my mom.
Mom would surely laugh if I could tell her about the time I spent with a new resident, Dale, the other day.
I was sitting in the lobby lounge with my buddy Larry, just passing the time of day before we went in to dinner when Dale came over and sat down on my other side and began talking to me.
"Do you like movies?" he asked.
" Yes, " I said.
Dale was all smiles. " You know, they show a movie here every night upstairs in the media room. I could come to your apartment and get you and we could go together. How about if we do that tonight?"
" No thank you," I said.
" It's an hour before dinner. Let's go to the park. I still drive and my car is out in front. Come on," he said , reaching for my arm.
I pulled my arm away and said, " No, thank you, I don't want to go to the park."
Dale leaned in closer, as if he had a secret to tell me. " Do you have a DVD player?"
" Yes, why?"
" I have a lot of movies. I could bring one to your apartment tonight. It's more fun if you watch a DVD with someone else. What time should I come over?"
" I'm not interested in watching a DVD with you," I said, leaning away from him.
" Well, then," he said, all smiles again, " Let's just go to the park together. They have benches and we could sit together and just enjoy the sunshine."
" My answer is still no," I said , hoping my tone showed that I had enough of his asking me to do something with him.
"What's your apartment number?" he asked. " I'll just come over tonight and we can visit or watch t.v. together."
"I'm not giving you my apartment number," I said , " I don't want you to come over so get that idea out of your head."
Larry who had been sitting quietly and listening to all this began to laugh. Dale looked at him, as if noticing him for the first time.
" And who are you?" Dale asked.
" I'm Larry and I don't want to watch a DVD with you, or go to a movie, or sit together to watch t.v. and don't ask me to go to the park, either."
Well, I burst out laughing at Larry's response to Dale. Dale, on the other hand, didn't find it funny and stood up, putting his hand on my shoulder. " If you change your mind and you want to get together after dinner just give me a call. I'm in apartment 104."
And with that parting request he left the lounge area.
" I think you made a conquest, " Larry said.
We were still laughing as we headed in to dinner.