Sometimes You Just Have to Laugh…
Okay, first off you need to know that there’s been a perpetual tug-of-war going on between my honey and my mom (Madge). Madge likes to feed the Blue Jays who live around our property, raw peanuts. Unfortunately, this draws the squirrels that create havoc which makes Honey’s life miserable. *shrug* Madge doesn’t care (hey, who do you think I take after?) she just patiently waits for him to leave everyday and once he’s gone, she heads out to her garden and showers raw peanuts with flagrant abandon all over the place.
Honey? Well, he’s been known to grumble and threaten, but you know? What can he do? Madge is a tricky little woman with an attitude who’s not afraid to pull the senior card when she has to. So Basically? He’s screwed. Thus, the creation of the tenuous cycle by which we live culminated. When Honey’s complaints get loud enough Madge resorts to smuggling the nuts out to the yard for a time until she gets more brazen, or forgets, and he sees and then he complains all again and she’s back to smuggling… and so it goes.
Well, yesterday morning her car wouldn’t start. We had it towed to the service station and later in the day when it was fixed, Honey and I went to pick it up. There we are standing in front of that multi-million-dollar hunk of junk (don’t ask) and Honey scratches his head.
“Was the problem in the electric?”
“No.” The service guy pops open the hood and stares down at the engine. “Some critter climbed up into here,” he points to the battery, “and chewed through the cable connections.”
“Son-of-a-bitch!” Honey swears. “I’m going to kill my mother-in-law!”
Without missing a beat the service guy turns on him and frowns. “Why? Ya think she’s the varmint that did it?”
I laughed my butt off! Poor Honey wasn’t amused, but then, neither was Madge when Honey confiscated all her raw peanuts.
Riley LMAO!!!
Honey? Well, he’s been known to grumble and threaten, but you know? What can he do? Madge is a tricky little woman with an attitude who’s not afraid to pull the senior card when she has to. So Basically? He’s screwed. Thus, the creation of the tenuous cycle by which we live culminated. When Honey’s complaints get loud enough Madge resorts to smuggling the nuts out to the yard for a time until she gets more brazen, or forgets, and he sees and then he complains all again and she’s back to smuggling… and so it goes.
Well, yesterday morning her car wouldn’t start. We had it towed to the service station and later in the day when it was fixed, Honey and I went to pick it up. There we are standing in front of that multi-million-dollar hunk of junk (don’t ask) and Honey scratches his head.
“Was the problem in the electric?”
“No.” The service guy pops open the hood and stares down at the engine. “Some critter climbed up into here,” he points to the battery, “and chewed through the cable connections.”
“Son-of-a-bitch!” Honey swears. “I’m going to kill my mother-in-law!”
Without missing a beat the service guy turns on him and frowns. “Why? Ya think she’s the varmint that did it?”
I laughed my butt off! Poor Honey wasn’t amused, but then, neither was Madge when Honey confiscated all her raw peanuts.
Riley LMAO!!!

Published on September 22, 2012 10:50
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