Thank you God, for husbands and brothers!
I found out something. Just because you have carefully trained
your husband to stop the car the moment you start to say lo-o--k at that----
doesn't mean every male will do that. My brother Terry drove my husband and me to
Coudersport, Pa. for the great golden anniversary party for our brother Rod and his sainted wife Faye. Just outside Gaines,Pa. at 65 mph I thought I spied something interesting. I spotted a large terra cotta birdbath at a garden shop. Look at that birdbath I shouted as we sped past. Yeh! was his response. Well aren't you going to go back? No, did you want to? We are now 10 miles down the road and I KNOW he isn't going back. Maybe we can stop on the way home, I throw out. If you have a well trained husband like mine, it's a sure thing.
We had a great time at the party. Ate ourselves silly, and about 6:00 start back towards home. Corgi girls demand our attention. I'm all tense, thinking about the birdbath waiting for me down the road. I place it all around the garden in my mind, getting more excited as we go. I'm not sure where the garden shop is, so I am looking hard and not talking, as I don't want to get distracted and miss it. Just then I see a blur of terra cotta on the right side of the road. STOPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!! I
screech. Why, Terry says? For my BIRDBATH!!! He keeps going! You don't even
know how much it IS he says. Well, I guess NOT. You didn't STOP! He laughs
good naturedly and continues down the road. All is not lost. Granted, I
never even got a good look at the darn thing, but I KNOW I WANT IT. Please
God, don't let it be plastic!
As soon as we get home I call my brother Rod of the golden anniversary. Rod, Terry wouldn't stop and look at a birdbath I want. Do you think you could check it out for me? Now Rod is the king of consumers. I'm the queen, following closely behind him. Where is it? I tell him it's somewhere around 'Rustic Cabins'. He promised me he'd go down Monday first thing and look at it. Monday afternoon I get the call. Prudy, they only have 2 left! If you want it I'll have to go right down for it. I'll bring it down when I come the beginning of July. Notice the difference! Only 2 left, I'll go right down, I'll bring it down! Of course I want it. How much? Ohhhhhhh. Well, needless to say I am getting the birdbath. The reason I thought I wanted it is it's so big and deep. Our other ones dry up in a day. This is more like a bird LAKE. With a small stone perch it will be perfect! He did say it isn't plastic. Please God let it not be plaster or some other dumb material like fiber glass. Men are funny. Terry will do anything for me regarding comfort or fixing things. He's great. Pret, my husband, is astounding. He enjoys everything I do and as a team we're pretty tough to beat. Rod will do anything for me if it involves a trip, eating crabs and spending. It's quite a team I have put together. I'm very lucky to have them all on my side.
Thank you God for husbands and brothers!
your husband to stop the car the moment you start to say lo-o--k at that----
doesn't mean every male will do that. My brother Terry drove my husband and me to
Coudersport, Pa. for the great golden anniversary party for our brother Rod and his sainted wife Faye. Just outside Gaines,Pa. at 65 mph I thought I spied something interesting. I spotted a large terra cotta birdbath at a garden shop. Look at that birdbath I shouted as we sped past. Yeh! was his response. Well aren't you going to go back? No, did you want to? We are now 10 miles down the road and I KNOW he isn't going back. Maybe we can stop on the way home, I throw out. If you have a well trained husband like mine, it's a sure thing.
We had a great time at the party. Ate ourselves silly, and about 6:00 start back towards home. Corgi girls demand our attention. I'm all tense, thinking about the birdbath waiting for me down the road. I place it all around the garden in my mind, getting more excited as we go. I'm not sure where the garden shop is, so I am looking hard and not talking, as I don't want to get distracted and miss it. Just then I see a blur of terra cotta on the right side of the road. STOPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!! I
screech. Why, Terry says? For my BIRDBATH!!! He keeps going! You don't even
know how much it IS he says. Well, I guess NOT. You didn't STOP! He laughs
good naturedly and continues down the road. All is not lost. Granted, I
never even got a good look at the darn thing, but I KNOW I WANT IT. Please
God, don't let it be plastic!
As soon as we get home I call my brother Rod of the golden anniversary. Rod, Terry wouldn't stop and look at a birdbath I want. Do you think you could check it out for me? Now Rod is the king of consumers. I'm the queen, following closely behind him. Where is it? I tell him it's somewhere around 'Rustic Cabins'. He promised me he'd go down Monday first thing and look at it. Monday afternoon I get the call. Prudy, they only have 2 left! If you want it I'll have to go right down for it. I'll bring it down when I come the beginning of July. Notice the difference! Only 2 left, I'll go right down, I'll bring it down! Of course I want it. How much? Ohhhhhhh. Well, needless to say I am getting the birdbath. The reason I thought I wanted it is it's so big and deep. Our other ones dry up in a day. This is more like a bird LAKE. With a small stone perch it will be perfect! He did say it isn't plastic. Please God let it not be plaster or some other dumb material like fiber glass. Men are funny. Terry will do anything for me regarding comfort or fixing things. He's great. Pret, my husband, is astounding. He enjoys everything I do and as a team we're pretty tough to beat. Rod will do anything for me if it involves a trip, eating crabs and spending. It's quite a team I have put together. I'm very lucky to have them all on my side.
Thank you God for husbands and brothers!
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