Tom Sawyer?

Anyone want to paint a fence??





Actually, he was just using water and a scrub brush......Santa didn't bring him a power washer this year. He is working on a new karate move from our neighbor Mr. Miagie called 'Clean-da-fence'

My husband lied to me

Last Saturday my husband lied to me. I was at work and he was flying back from Indianapolis. I called him on my first break and he said he just landed....I called him when I was driving home and he said he was in a town about 1.5 hours away. I got into my house, laid down my stuff, and one minute later the doorbell rang. I panicked because we don't really know anyone yet and I thought, 'who would be coming to our house?' I open the door and there he is holding flowers for me. (everyone together...'Ahhhh...' ) He was not 1.5 hours away. He caught an earlier flight and surprised me. I see them every morning and when I get home from work and they make me smile. (He is gone again this week and half of next)

Don't tell your kids, but sometimes stretching the truth is okay.

Sleepy Husband

Last night we were laying in bed asleep, and I hear a crash and splash of water. I sit up and say...

'What was that'

'I don't know, something fell in the bathroom'

'What was it?' I ask trying to think of what was in there that was holding water that might have fallen.

He stumbles out of the bed (literally because it's just a mattress on the floor) and heads toward the bathroom as I prepare for him to turn on the lights.....

As I am squinting from the light and dragging myself out of bed, I see him standing there looking.

'Huh...your bag fell in the toilet' he says calmly and continues to stand there and look at it. No movement at all to retrieve it, just pondering, while looking at my purple travel bag floating upside down in the bottom of the toilet.

This registers to me and I dive right in to try and keep as much as possible from soaking up water. I reach in and pull out the bag and go back in twice looking for the contents that had fallen out....eyeshadow, lipstick, floss, tweezers, mascara.

'Can't use that floss anymore' is the only response I get. I stop and look at him....it's not like he was afraid to put his hands in toilet water, or did not want to get wet, it just never crossed his mind that he should try to quickly get the stuff out of the water.

'Don't worry, I can get the rest of this....' I reply sarcastically as he stands in the corner watching.

'I was trying to figure out how it fell, I'm going back to bed'

I think he must have been sleepy