Saturday, September 7, 2013

It's that time of year...the woodsman has been notified:  "A gentlman's load of wood, please, for himself".  It usually takes three or four calls up north, the last becoming more frantic as time goes on and we're not sure the message has been picked up and then the familiar voice:  "Got your message, not to worry, specially selected 'gentleman's load will be coming, not sure when" and then the call...the delivery is coming tomorrow morning...and himself races off to the bank to get out a considerable sum for the tree length wood and then the work begins.  I asked if he wanted to check out his chain saw before the wood arrived.  "No" said he, "I like to live dangerously"....and we both know that means if the chain saw doesn't start when the load arrives, there will be great drama involved..."My chain saw won't go"...and running off into town to Mr. Henry's repair shop...and delays expected because of course, it won't be fixed overnight.  Why does he live on the edge??  I can't figure it out...but it happens every year.

Doris has some news when she comes down off the clouds...Doris???

Rosey here in Ontario, Canada

4 Comments:

At September 8, 2013 at 8:38 PM , Blogger Kathi in Idaho said...

Why does he live on the edge??? Because he's a man, that's why!

Huge load of wood, Rosey. Glad I don't have to split it. We have enough at the cabin for this year and a stack that will have to be blocked and split, but not until spring.

 
At September 9, 2013 at 5:47 PM , Blogger Bee said...

They are all the same. Harry used to pack for his week's hunting as he was going out the door and blame me when he left half of his gear behind and only used to try to get fit in the last week!!!!!

 
At September 9, 2013 at 5:47 PM , Blogger Bee said...

They are all the same. Harry used to pack for his week's hunting as he was going out the door and blame me when he left half of his gear behind and only used to try to get fit in the last week!!!!!

 
At September 9, 2013 at 7:54 PM , Blogger RoseyP said...

This must be universal. Is it a wive's duty to remain 'doorknobs' in husband's lives...to pick up the pieces, to hold the pliers and screw drivers, to calm the furies when they've created their own situations that we know, if we'd been consulted, we could have averted with our superior knowledge of how a man's mind works....(tongue in cheek...but only barely)
Rosey

 

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