Folks -
Well I woke up this morning, and sung a little sonnet to my wif...
"Happy Birthday to ME!
I love my ROSIE,
I'm 47 years old....
Now I have to go pee!"
So, what'd I get? Not sure yet... The wif said she's taking an hour for
lunch and that I am to pick her up in the truck to get my present... it
won't fit in the car. When I try to guess, she just gives me that Mona Lisa
smile. Here are my thoughts so far...
1) A load of dirt - we need it for the raised planter beds (ie "my" roses,
the ones SHE takes care of...)
2) Some artifact that her mum found and bought 6 months ago, and this is a
ruse to sneak it past HER husband... "Honey, a sewing cabinet! - I would
*never* have guessed!"
3) Pretty sure it's not a sawmill - I don't think that's a
one-person-pick-it-up-and-move-it-because-my-wife-is-in-her-nice
work-clothes-kind-of-thing....
4) Did I mention a load of dirt, or sewing cabinet?
Anyway, I did get a #45 Stanley Plane - no cutters except the 1/2"(?) bead
that was in it.... more research... I'll keep y'all posted about what shape
the sewing cabinet is in later today.
Oh, the other thing that really peeved me was getting my very first pc of
junk mail from AARP a few days ago.
More to come!
John... gray, old, balding, fat John...
John Moorhead wrote:
> Folks -
>
> Well I woke up this morning, and sung a little sonnet to my wif...
>
> "Happy Birthday to ME!
> I love my ROSIE,
> I'm 47 years old....
> Now I have to go pee!"
>
> So, what'd I get? Not sure yet... The wif said she's taking an hour for
> lunch and that I am to pick her up in the truck to get my present... it
> won't fit in the car. When I try to guess, she just gives me that Mona
> Lisa
> smile. Here are my thoughts so far...
>
> 1) A load of dirt - we need it for the raised planter beds (ie "my"
> roses, the ones SHE takes care of...)
> 2) Some artifact that her mum found and bought 6 months ago, and this is a
> ruse to sneak it past HER husband... "Honey, a sewing cabinet! - I would
> *never* have guessed!"
> 3) Pretty sure it's not a sawmill - I don't think that's a
> one-person-pick-it-up-and-move-it-because-my-wife-is-in-her-nice
> work-clothes-kind-of-thing....
> 4) Did I mention a load of dirt, or sewing cabinet?
>
> Anyway, I did get a #45 Stanley Plane - no cutters except the 1/2"(?) bead
> that was in it.... more research... I'll keep y'all posted about what
> shape the sewing cabinet is in later today.
>
> Oh, the other thing that really peeved me was getting my very first pc of
> junk mail from AARP a few days ago.
Don't take it personally, I've been getting junk mail from AARP since my
mid-30s.
> More to come!
>
> John... gray, old, balding, fat John...
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On Wed, 20 Apr 2005 18:05:00 GMT, "John Moorhead"
<[email protected]> wrote:
>Folks -
>
>Well I woke up this morning, and sung a little sonnet to my wif...
>
>"Happy Birthday to ME!
>I love my ROSIE,
>I'm 47 years old....
>Now I have to go pee!"
>
>So, what'd I get? Not sure yet... The wif said she's taking an hour for
>lunch and that I am to pick her up in the truck to get my present... it
>won't fit in the car. When I try to guess, she just gives me that Mona Lisa
>smile. Here are my thoughts so far...
>
<snip>
well, maybe she has a special present for ya, and there isn't enough room in the
car to stretch out and relax??
Happy b-day, youngster.. *g*
(from a card carrying AARP member)
mac
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