Friday, April 22, 2011
Because He Loves Me
"Just get from my waist up," I said before he snapped this composition of my whole body, including my purse! What a dork.
The Carlsbad Flower Fields are an hour away from my house. It's a funny story how I ended up going with my husband. A number of things transpired before he actually offered to go with me:
1. I had been trying to go for a couple weekends with a girlfriend but it just never worked out.
2. My husband had recently bought an expensive race car part.
3. My husband had recently ditched me on a Saturday night to go to the car races.
I guess he was feeling guilty so one day he said, "I will go with you to Carlsbad if you want."
Did I really want to walk around flower fields and a craft show with my race car driving husband? Not really. But since he offered, I said yes. How many car races had I endured? How many banquets, reunions, and family events had I gone along because that's what wives do?
The whole day was just as you would expect. Crowds, no parking, cheesy craft show, crappy food, and rows and rows of beautiful, giant ranunculus.
I was in heaven.
My husband was in hell.
It was a wonderful day, but next time I'd rather just go by myself.