Hmmmm

I asked my wife what she wants for our twentieth anniversary wedding gift, and she says she wants a new lawnmower.

She won’t even let me buy her jewels and silks. Remember all that stuff I’ve said on my blog about the traditional roles of husbands and wives? Well, don’t listen to a lecture about manliness from a guy so unmanly that he makes his frail little wife do the yardwork.

She pats me on the arm, “Well, darling, if I let you do it, it would never get done.”

I think long grass is a romantic return to the glories of nature in the raw! Weeds are that same rough virgin terrain that challenged our primitive pioneer ancestors! And if I play City of Heroes rather than mow the grass, I can level up! The Human Boomerang has the Quirky Flight advantage power modifier, and only needs one more enhancement to be tenth level!

“You better be writing a novel in there, or I am unplugging your computer. I know you can’t figure out how to plug it back in.”

(Cowering) yes, dear. Whatever you say, dear.

… But it is still unmanly  to let the frail do all the yardwork.

She pats me on the arm, “Think of it as gardening.”

Ooh. Good save. Yeah, that’s the ticket. My wife does the GARDENING around my house.