Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly, made my lunch, grabbed the
dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and
proceeded to back out i nto a torrential downpour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the
radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and
whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'
My loving wife of 20 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is
out fishing in that stuff?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I've stopped fishing.
dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and
proceeded to back out i nto a torrential downpour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the
radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and
whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'
My loving wife of 20 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is
out fishing in that stuff?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I've stopped fishing.
