Terry and I went to Chilli's. As we were walking up to enter the front doors, I saw these twiggy branches full of water droplets. I asked him to hold the umbrella over my head while I tried to get a picture. He kept telling me to hurry up. My point and shoot had a difficult time focusing. I think he was getting embarrassed because he thought people were looking at us from inside. He cares about stuff like that. I don't give a fig. But, he kept putting the pressure on me so this is the best I could do. I like the colors and I think the image has a sort of abstract appeal. I kept the image and posted it because it helps me remember Terry holding the umbrella over my head even though everything in him wanted to escape from the worst possible thing...Someone thinking something about him...!
He loves me.
But, he needs to get over himself.
p.s. We ate, felt stuffed, skipped the movie, went to Best Buy for a car charger for Papa T, went home. The end. |