The Lawn Mower

I got this from a friend today and had to share! :)

Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is usually the husband.

When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first: the truck, the car, e-mail, fishing, always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.

When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a few minutes. When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.

"When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the driveway."

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

On another note ... I just wanted to say that it has been exactly one year since I started this blog. Not too shabby if I do say so myself! I'm gonna go ahead and give myself a pat on the back ... I hope I've enlightened some of you with my posts, and kept others somewhat in touch with the pictures. Thanks for sticking around!!!