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When DIY Attacks All the Gurus wanted was for Hubby to run a length of wire through the attic to their boys� playroom. You know what they say, no good deed goes unpunished.
Hubby gathered the tattered remnants of his pride from amongst the fiberglass insulation wafting about on their hall floor, called my cell phone, interrupted my happy morning of buying crap we don�t need at yard sales, and began to whimper. I kept waiting for the punch line. At least he could still whine in baritone. Of course, I called my mother. �Remember how the Gurus wanted Hubby to run a wire...� She is a wise woman, my mother. GroovyGuru was mowing our lawn in exchange for the wiring. �For Lord�s sake, let him finish the lawn before you tell him what y�all did to his house!� My mother, she is also shrewd. But she was just kidding. I think. I drove right away to get Contractor Friend. He came straight over and set to work. Within minutes the Gurus were the proud owners of a much more refined Hubby-sized attic ventilation system.
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