I should be too old to blush

The other night after Mollie went back to her house Nick made a very interesting proposal. He wanted to take some picture using mostly the lights of the Christmas tree and that of the fire place. And he didn’t want me wearing much. The last time we took a few risqué picture I probably weighed about a hundred pounds (that’s not exactly what I weigh now) and I had not given birth and nursed two babies. 

 

But evidently my husband still likes to see me this way. That feels wonderful so I thought, why not? I thought they were very artful, mostly silhouettes and more cleavage that full frontal nudity. In several I had a robe around my shoulders. It was all fun and a little sexy. And since I was dressed for it we went on to even more fun things – no pictures of that. 

Nick was going to work with them, some on his camera, some on his phone to try some special effects – some soft-focus, some in black and white. Obviously they’re just for us but he seemed to enjoy them and I was very flattered that he wanted them.

Nowhere close to me - but I thought it was a lovely picture.

 

Mollie came back a few days later to help me un-decorate and put things away. I’m also finishing up the Story Worth book that LJ and Collin gave me last year where I wrote up many stories of my childhood and my kids. Then the company turns in into a hard back book and LJ had ordered one for himself and his sister. Mollie was going to scan some old pictures for me and show me how to do it.

 

Nick had gone to take dinner to his dad when Mollie and I got started. She looked at my printer and said, “I think I need the memory card from Daddy’s camera.”

 

What?

 

Okay, what in the hell was I supposed to say? She often uses his camera. So I said the only thing I could think of.

 

“No.”

 

“No?” she questioned. “What do you mean no?

 

‘Um, no. We’re not going to mess with Daddy’s camera.”

 

She looked at me as if I had three heads or something. I’m not sure what my face looked like. I wasn’t looking directly at her, but I could tell she was staring. And I think I was beginning to blush.

 

I finally snapped, “Just let me do the pictures the way I know how. We don’t have to scan them.” 

 

I still didn’t look up and finally she said, “Okay. Do them however it works best for you.” I have the distinct feeling she realized that there was something on the camera that I didn’t want her to see.

 

Good grief! Nick and I have been  grown-ups for many decades. We have our own place. We pay our own bills. Shouldn’t we be able to do anything we want to without having to hide it from anyone? Apparently not. You spend the first half of your life hiding what you’re doing from your parents and evidently if you’re having much fun you spend the last half hiding the same fun stuff from your kids!

 

I told Nick what had happened after Mollie went home that evening and he howled with laughter – since I was the one caught in the sticky situation and not him! Anyway, doing things in secret or not, we have been having a lot of fun in the new year so far. Hope you have too.