Well, if I were to do that sort of thing (and believe me, it has struck gold in my crazymaking soul a few times), I would have to do it with the never-to-be-changed conclusion that Mr. W. and I were going to D with animosity.
He would have my butt in a sling before you could say, "Finding Nemo"! So although I might bear witness to watching 2 grown men cry, I would also know that I'd be sporting a black eye. What a threesome, eh?
Oh, yes, he has lots of really nice tools. In fact, his friends and mine come over to borrow them (and they do return them). He takes his unofficial job as handyman very seriously, and the secrets to having a good trade are the tools (or so I'm told).
Angling is one of Mr. Wonderful's favorite ways to reduce stress. D9 goes with him often but comes back with reports that her dad is THE MOST boring man on the planet, because he can sit in the same spot for hours and be happy. (I do remind her that she always has a choice to decline his offer to go... but her Catholic guilt surfaces and she goes anyway.)
I can empathize with him (though I am NOT an angler), but also with her too. I have no idea how fun it could be sitting in a little tin can and catching nothing!
Would you be wanting the motor home, Studebaker, and motorcyle too?
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...
Bruce (aka Betsey)
p.s. Maybe I should rewrite the sign? "Free storage if you come home"???
Last edited by Underdog; 01/12/0408:12 PM.
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
