Picnic

I'm a firm believer that easier is not always better.  Sometimes it is, but not today.

{source, because I forgot my camera for my own pictures. Dang it!}

John kept telling me that I didn't have to go to all the trouble, but I was insistent.

He was not coming home for lunch.

I was bringing lunch.

We were going to the park during his break.

And we did.  

And it was perfect.  

And Burl was cute.

And John was so happy.

And we ate.

And the weather was perfect.

And I'm glad that I did it, and I decided that I will have to go to more trouble for picnics.  

They're more fun and they're more good memories.