Free, recycled...repurposed....

I was asking the Honey how much it snowed last night...he was in a panic to snow blow the drive way...he is home today as he smashed his whole hand with a 3lb sledge hammer yesterday and had to go to the hospital for x-rays...I really thought he broke his wrist because it was swollen to the size of one of his shoes...they are very large shoes...it wasn't broke, thank goodness, but it was purple and like I said...large....

I was arguing with him about his need to run a piece of equipment that required two hands...as he only had one..and he felt the need to say..."I still have two hands..."  AAAAAH! I used the tactic I always use when he argues...I feed him...then he gets all sleepy and TA DAH...Nap time....

So...anyways...I kept thinking about snow....why did he think we got so much snow and went to look out the front window....and I saw this...

My new...SNOW METER....yep, I am thinking that is the best use for the bird house I have ever had and obviously the previous owner didn't appreciate the value of it either...as it was in the dumpster....I would say we got about 9 inches last night....better go scoop out the mail box so the mail man does not have to trudge thru it....

Just kidding Hooooonaaay!

My Honey came home for lunch...his usual routine is say  "Hi, Babydoll"....give me a hug and then use the bathroom and wash his hands...Well, this time he did something else...I have to tell you a little about his personality...he is very calm and soft spoken...I have watched this man be yanked all over a freeway by a trailer that wasn't loaded properly, from one side to the other...pull out of it, get out and say.."well, it just wasn't my time..." without a shiver...he is very calm and stoic in the face of danger, someone you really want around when there is a "situation"...when I first met him, he was very sensitive to being teased and was very serious...he has relaxed immensely over the years...especially living with me...I am a terrible tease and consummate prankster....he has gotten to the point where he actually recognizes my mischievous glint and usually he gives me a tight smile and walks away shaking his head...well, this day? He didn't recognize the signs... (BuuuuAAAAAH HA HA)....imagine how tickled I was...

He comes out of the bathroom...says "Honey, I don't want to seem wierd or anything but I really need you to look at this...."

I went into the bathroom and looked...nothing...To which my Honey replied "no, in the toilet, there is something wrong with me..."   

I looked...well...I had been cleaning and I had dumped Comet with bleach in the toilet to bleach the rust stains out...I usually leave it in there about an hour or so before I scrub and flush it...

This is where it gets soooo good...he had peed in the Comet and stirred it all up....and it looked really white and cloudy...

In my best nurse voice...I said "OH MY GOD!"  

He freaked! My calm, stoic guy just come unglued...."WHAT IS IT?"

"Honey? It looks like you have AjaxorCometitis..."

"Is it contagious?" he asked

"No...it usually goes away when you flush the toilet"...I said...I am staring at him in disbelief...big eyed...in shock....

"What IS it?" he asked totally not comprehending...

"Well...you can be infected with that when I clean and YOU don't notice" I said....

By this time he was calming down and staring at me...still no comprehension...

"What are you talking about?" he asked

"I am talking about you peeing in my Comet..."

"What is a Comet?" he asked

"It's the stuff I put in the toilet to get the rust stains out...you are not sick Honey..."

I am rolling around the kitchen laughing...and he is glaring into the toilet....and then glaring at me....

"Ajaxorcometitis?"...Hmmmm...Lisa...sometimes....YOU are the one that is sick... even in all his consternation, I couldn't stop laughing....I am thinking I am sooo funny!  I laughed all day! 

When he went back to work...he said "You got me..won't happen again..." and he was finally laughing too...

I blame my terrible sense of humor on growing up in Montana...it is harsh and at that time, most did not tolerate any weakness...they would tease you out of your bad mood...make fun of you til you laughed at yourself and were merciless most of the time...you grow up with a "I can do anything" attitude...

Anyone else out there identify? Do you play jokes on your kids or spouses? I would love to hear about it!

Learning to laugh at ones self is an amazing stress reliever...laughing is the best anecdote period!