But before I do that, let me tell you about how Bill has taken his snake notoriety. One thing you should know about Bill, he dishes out as much as he takes. Which is probably why when some of his real life friends saw the snake story they didn't hesitate to call him and goad him about it. But Bill takes it all in stride. When he read the story he laughed and he admitted it was pretty darn funny. Bill has always been a terrific sport about being the subject of a blog story and is amazingly supportive of my blogging. That's evident enough by the fact that he wrote Reagan's birth story for me just last week. Is it a coincidence that I posted the snake story AFTER he gave me the birth story? Uh, let's move on...
So Bill was doing some yard work. I decided I would help him out. I got out my favorite tool--the electric hedge trimmers. I carefully plugged it in, made sure the cord was secure, and let 'er rip. I was going at the hedges like I was Edward Scissorhands working a masterpiece. Twigs and leaves were flying, sticks were dropping, bugs were running, and Bill casually worked his way into the other end of the yard.
About 15 minutes in, I took one particularly graceful slice at a bush that needed the attention that only an artist could give. Ok, that's what it seemed like happened in my mind. What really happened is I took a sideways whack at a bush and chopped the extension cord in half. I heard a loud pop and a flame shot out as the hedge trimmers promptly died.
As I stood there stunned and trying to decide whether I like the smell of burnt wiring, Bill calmly interjects:
Bill: You cut the cord, didn't you?
Bridget: Uh, yeah.
Bill: Well, to your credit, it took you longer than I thought it would.
Bridget: What are you talking about? I've only been at it 15 minutes.
Bill: Yeah.
Bridget: ...something unintelligible as she walks to unplug the cord...
Behold, my handiwork:
Bill says I'm now banned from doing yard work. Was that all it took? I should have done that years ago.
12 comments:
Ha! That's too funny!
That is so funny. So that is secrete to get out of yard work.
OOPS, that is something I would do!
LOL Bridget! That reminds me of a story about my dad. Bear with me now. We moved to the "country" when I was in high school, and my dad--a true city boy--fancied himself a country boy. (Think Green Acres.) He got a riding lawnmower, so he gets the instruction book, climbs on the mower, and proceeds to figure out how to use it while riding around, with the instructions propped on the steering wheel. A gust of wind comes along, blows the instruction booklet down, and Dad proceeds to mow right over it. Hundreds of pieces of instruction book go flying all over everywhere, and my mom is on the porch, laughing her ass off. Good times!
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Precisely why I stay out of the yard. That and my husband was on some park works crew for a summer in high school and is convinced that he knows it all when it comes to yardwork. I'm good with that!
Hehehe...I knew just what you were going to say you had done. I'd say 15 minutes was pretty good.
I can't even lift up the hedge trimmer so good for you!
good one! if i was still doing yard work, that might be just the trick! as it turns out, i'm allergic to both gasoline AND grass, so by the time i was 13 i was no longer mowing the lawn... or doing anything else for that matter bwahaha!
See...you're brilliant! What a clever girl you are...cutting the cord to get out of yard work!
Hilarious...and so something I would do!
Thanks for your commment on my blog today!
I was trimming bushes the other day and almost did this several times. I do better with cordless tools.
I very much agree. You should have done that years ago...lol :)
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