Understanding Love: she said he said

The kind where she says “I have very painful stye in my eye and I will surely die.”  He said “You will live, I will run to town and get some “stuff” for your eye.” And she lived to SEE another day. ( Last Sunday) She had the tombstone all pictured in her minds eye..one big eyeball..and it would say “She died, from a stye, in her eye.”

The kind where when she broke her ankle so seriously the Doctors didn’t know if they could save her leg..as they wheeled her away for a final stab at a surgery that might work..she said “Goodbye, I am going to die now..have a good life.”  He said “I am going to go get a haircut and I will see you later.” And he did. ( 1980) The Doctors were all idiots and said she would only walk ten years ..fifteen years tops..what do they know anyway..but she still has the crutches in the closet..just in case.

The kind where she said “Just drop me off at the Funeral Home, roll me out on their driveway and then it won’t be so far for them to pick me up when I succumb to the flu.”  He said tomorrow will be a better day..and it was. ( 2008)

I think she is a little bit drama and he hardly ever takes her seriously.  Yet they have been an almost perfect match for the better part of 44 years.

1968

He just said “I hope you didn’t buy me a card, I was going to buy you one but I decided to buy Vitamins instead.”  She said “I didn’t buy you a Valentines Card either..I will kiss you instead.”  He said “Sounds good to me.” :)

Sign Of The Times

Ten years ago, we purchased one of those big ole blue highway signs to direct people to our business. That sign was one of the loose ends I needed to tie up. Far Guy said he could take it down for me, I thought better of that idea..there is a $700 fine for tampering or destroying those signs. Not that taking it down would be destroying..but tampering..maybe. I finally called Ollie ( we went to grade school together), and left him a message, MN DOT took it down, and delivered it to us. Well, since I paid $300 for this sign, it needed to go someplace...I am way against nailing stuff into trees..ouch. Far Guy graciously agreed it should go above my garage door, he tried to decapitate me with it only once during the hanging. He cussed, he had to switch out screwdrivers, he had to drag the ladder around while I was standing on my tippy toes. You would think, that if your cordless screwdriver always lets you down during a project..that you would just get out the one with the electrical cord in the first place. I was going to suggest this at the beginning of the project..but sometimes I am just silent. I know this may seem foreign to you all...but if I am silent....I do a lot of thinking to myself.. "Oh Lord, not that worthless battery operated piece of crap again." " My arms and legs are not long enough for this." " Hurry up, or the obit will have to say..she died because of short arms and legs..if she looked more like a Neanderthal she would have lived." Far Guy is encouraging... "Just hold it up there for a few more minutes..darling." I think it may have been the darling part.. :)