Pizza and beer on a warm April evening

We had an odd moment last night. I picked up Cindy at work to take her home. I had to run by the bank so we could sign some papers. Afterward, I had an appointment at my office and didn't really have much time to run Cindy home and get back for the appointment.

Cindy was willing to come and act as a witness for me on the appointment, so I returned to the office. A little later my client arrived and I met with her. About thirty minutes later I was able to meet with the client, Cindy and Patti in order to complete the appointment.

So, finally Cindy and I were able to drive home, discussing the possibility of supper. Cindy decided that she wanted broccoli and flat pizza. So I dropped her off at home and drove over to Ingles for broccoli and flat pizza. When I got home, I preheated the oven and readied the broccoli to be steamed in the microwave. Meanwhile, I made myself a salad and asked Cindy if she wanted to join me out on the patio.

The temperature was lovely. The air was relatively dry. I didn't see any mosquitoes. It seemed the perfect evening to sit out on the patio and enjoy the atmosphere.

But Nature Girl said no. Nature Girl said no?

Apparently, Cindy had been bitten by mosquitoes earlier and she didn't want to go through that again.

So my gardening girl sat in her chair, closed the shades and sat in the darkness of our living room reading a book.

Meanwhile, I took a book of poetry, a glass of Czech beer and my ipod out on the patio and read poems to the sounds of alternative country and traditional music. I could hear the birds twittering and chirping in the bushes and trees around me. The blossoms on the azaleas and other blooming bushes were a delightful scene.

Of course, the pizza was ultimately ready and I went back inside to eat with Cindy.

It was still kind of strange.