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Last year, when the power mower was broken and wouldn't run, I kept hinting to my husband that he ought to get it fixed, but somehow the message never sank in. Finally I thought of a clever way to make the point.

When my husband arrived home that day, he found me seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.

He watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. He was gone only a few moments when he came out again. He handed me a toothbrush. When you finish cutting the grass," he said, "you might as well sweep the sidewalk."

The doctors say he will probably live, but it will be quite a while before the casts will come off!

Warmie

Ha ha ha. Cheered me up no end this. Kudos to hubby also.

Waynec

Thanks, hoping the Corner does bring smiles to those that read.

Warmie

I must admit my first impulse would have been to find another pair of tiny sewing scissors and start helping my wife to cut the grass that way. In case this was her idea of sharing " quality time " or something...
If she carried on cutting the grass with tiny sewing scissors, I might try to, tactfully, explore why we were both cutting the grass with tiny sewing scissors? Not that she needs a reason...!
Do I at least get points for trying to be supportive?

(((((((((((( TackingIntoTheWind ))))))))))))))))

You are going to be a fine husband. Silly jokes do make you think don't they. Me, I would hire the neighbor boy.

Warmie