Sometimes, you just have to say … mmmmmmppphhhh.
Everyone started arriving for the party and I noticed one thing in the people you’d invited. They were all women. You’d had presented the party as an afternoon get together – time by the pool, casual conversation, etc. You’d asked me to don my very best attire (think dress shorts and a sleeveless tux shirt and bowtie) and provide drinks for everyone, playing up the service side to have some fun. Nothing overt, just a ladies day at the pool, with service.
You would think that in the desert it would be pool weather constantly. But I’m a big wimp and have to wait for the pool to warm up to my standards…. Not there quite yet.
“I think you dropped something… right… there.”
If you’ve followed this blog and our picture work over the last bit, you know I love to play with light and shadows. Had some fun with this one – didn’t even have to do anything to it, just the luxury of darkness when we took it.
Might even be able to just make out metallic shine…
We’d spent the entire day walking and joking and eating and drinking and just exploring. We’d never been to this town before – and that was why we chose it – just completely unknown. Kind of lost track of the number of pubs and taste-testing of food.
It’s also been raining all day. The kind of rain that defeats the umbrella – where it’s just insistent and continuous and you eventually almost give up on it… and just fold up the umbrella.
We’re soaked to the core. The crowds are non-existent because of the rain and we’re enjoying just being silly, splashing around, goofing off a bit.
As night falls, the shops start to close up and we hunker down in a pub a bit out of the way that happens to still be open. We’re looking for some drinks and food and you start dropping little hints. You’ve turned the conversation into a bit of a Q&A, “what if I required you to do…” type questions. It’s a little out of the blue, but for the most part, I can admit I’m game.
This reminds me of a cat, stretching to take up the most room possible and gain the most attention. I’m pretty sure, though, that the cats don’t wear THAT when stretching. Yep. I checked.