It has been said that man's best friend is a dog. I'd like to differ. I think man's best friend is a really good lawn mower or any outdoor piece of equipment. Perhaps this only applies to my husband, but there is something about tractors or lawn mowers or anything that has a motor and does "manly" work outside that really makes him smile. Devin could spend hours just looking at that type of stuff. Now let's look at the flip side of things. Now if boys get such a kick out of outdoor machinery, shouldn't girls get an equal kick out of indoor machinery. Come on ladies. Don't we just drool over a really cool vacuum? Or that really cool washer? Or even better that really fancy dishwasher or facet with a spray thing? (yes, that is the scientific name for it) ... I don't know. I just don't think I get the same kick out of that indoor stuff that Devin gets with his outside toys. But perhaps when we walk into the realm of Papered Chef and cooking toys....or even really cool sewing toys. Perhaps then we would find an equal amount of happiness.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Man's Best Friend
It has been said that man's best friend is a dog. I'd like to differ. I think man's best friend is a really good lawn mower or any outdoor piece of equipment. Perhaps this only applies to my husband, but there is something about tractors or lawn mowers or anything that has a motor and does "manly" work outside that really makes him smile. Devin could spend hours just looking at that type of stuff. Now let's look at the flip side of things. Now if boys get such a kick out of outdoor machinery, shouldn't girls get an equal kick out of indoor machinery. Come on ladies. Don't we just drool over a really cool vacuum? Or that really cool washer? Or even better that really fancy dishwasher or facet with a spray thing? (yes, that is the scientific name for it) ... I don't know. I just don't think I get the same kick out of that indoor stuff that Devin gets with his outside toys. But perhaps when we walk into the realm of Papered Chef and cooking toys....or even really cool sewing toys. Perhaps then we would find an equal amount of happiness.
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A few days ago I was in a World Market. When I was in the kitchen section I said to my mom that I could spend forever looking at those things. This morning I used my sister's iron and have decided as soon as I get back from Chicago I am buying it. I loved it. So maybe I'm weird.
Nothing makes a woman happier than a hot glue gun, and two objects she can glue together.
Braxton, you are wise beyond your years.
Patrick is exactly the same way! When we were first married I surprised him by mowing the grass. He acted happy about it but I could tell he was truly disappointed that he would now have to wait another week to do it himself.
I'll stick to the laundry, smile!
Thank you.
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