It was captured after an exhausting round of Scrabble, while Nick sought to photograph the game board for posting and boasting purposes both. Granted, it's a
lousy picture of me, but I just lost the game after coming up with jowl late in play...who wouldn't be upset?
Nick viewed his digital images on my laptop to see how they turned out. He came to the one of me, looking less than wonderful, as already stated. He began to zoom in...which was a little uncomfortable, because who likes seeing their face pore-by-pore? But, unlike the early days, Nick wasn't interested in my face at all, quickly re-centering the zoom to his carpet.
I felt lovely, I'll tell you. The typical conflicted female, I wanted him neither to focus on me at 400% zoom, nor to have his focus centered elsewhere at 400% zoom! I think it's the estrogen that makes women so crazy...or eyebrow-tweezing.
Nick continued studying his carpet, and the pain of being passed over for Berber was sharp and all consuming. "What is that?" he asked. I didn't care. I didn't answer. I nearly snarled that I hoped he and his flooring would be very happy together before stomping from the room. He walked over to the carpet and pinched something between his fingers. "
A paper clip!" came his exclamation, encased in wonderment.
He's attracted to shiny objects.
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