Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly,
made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into the
garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into
a torrential down pour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into
The garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the
weather would be bad throughout the day. I went back into the house,
quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife’s back, now with a
different anticipation, and whispered, ‘The weather
out there is terrible.’
My loving wife of 20 yrs replied, ‘Can you believe
my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?’
made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into the
garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into
a torrential down pour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into
The garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the
weather would be bad throughout the day. I went back into the house,
quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife’s back, now with a
different anticipation, and whispered, ‘The weather
out there is terrible.’
My loving wife of 20 yrs replied, ‘Can you believe
my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?’