My husband had to run to Fargo yesterday for a medical check up, and I really wanted to go with him but was unable to.
At this point I need to tell you he’s quite obsessive about a few things (yeah, just like me). He likes a clean garage, but that hasn’t been possible since the Junk Fest craze started five years ago. He also obsesses about our yard and in particular, the lawn. He loves to apply fertilizer and chemical concoctions for the maximum weed-free, thickest and greenest lawn possible. And yet, probably the biggest obsession he has is his charcoal grill. He loves to grill (and sit outside and gaze at the yard while grilling). A few years ago we mutually decided to throw out the flaring gas grill which had ruined fifteen years of meat (his words, not mine), and buy a charcoal one. Every year since then he has bought a new one…you know, bigger and better. I’ve never said anything because he never says anything about what I buy (or how crushed he really is with the current condition of the garage).
Last year’s grill purchase was a very large one, and I remember thinking…good, he’s finally found “the one”. I was even sorta excited for him. But apparently, unknown to me, it wasn’t big enough.
I jumped in the van this morning to go to work, glanced behind me and my eye caught a glimpse of a colorful box in the back end…..what the?! ....don’t tell me...!
At this point I need to tell you he’s quite obsessive about a few things (yeah, just like me). He likes a clean garage, but that hasn’t been possible since the Junk Fest craze started five years ago. He also obsesses about our yard and in particular, the lawn. He loves to apply fertilizer and chemical concoctions for the maximum weed-free, thickest and greenest lawn possible. And yet, probably the biggest obsession he has is his charcoal grill. He loves to grill (and sit outside and gaze at the yard while grilling). A few years ago we mutually decided to throw out the flaring gas grill which had ruined fifteen years of meat (his words, not mine), and buy a charcoal one. Every year since then he has bought a new one…you know, bigger and better. I’ve never said anything because he never says anything about what I buy (or how crushed he really is with the current condition of the garage).
Last year’s grill purchase was a very large one, and I remember thinking…good, he’s finally found “the one”. I was even sorta excited for him. But apparently, unknown to me, it wasn’t big enough.
I jumped in the van this morning to go to work, glanced behind me and my eye caught a glimpse of a colorful box in the back end…..what the?! ....don’t tell me...!
You guessed it. A new purchase made while in Fargo. Notice it's the "Pro Deluxe" model...geez Louise...
But remember, I ain’t sayin’ a word….
Because...THIS is our garage...well, my side...his side looks worse.
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