Fun with power tools
September 18, 2007|
Before I begin this post, I want to state emphatically that I LOVE my husband. I do. I really do.
Lancelot has a degree in mechanical engineering. I've seen it. I have to go and look at it every now and again because some days, it's hard to believe.
When our brood was very young, he decided to put a chain lock on the door between their rooms so that they couldn't pinch their little fingers. Okay...made sense to me.
Out came various power tools and the noise commenced. There was banging and drilling and swearing. Lots of swearing, now that I think about it. I kept the little ones occupied and away from the tools and their father's Marine vocabulary.
Finally, I was summoned to view the finished product. Proudly, he showed me the chain lock he had labored over to install. He asked me what I thought.
I wanted to say it was great. I wanted to praise his efforts to keep our children safe and whole. I really wanted to but I couldn't.
I sputtered,"Well..... umm...honey, it's a fine looking chain lock. It really is and there aren't any huge holes in the door and you haven't broken any of the panes of glass and.....and......"
Lancelot looked at me, waiting for the compliment..,"Yes...and?"
I hated to do it but I had to,"Well, it's just that.....ummm........wouldn't it work better if it wasn't on the hinge side of the door?"
























LOL b/c Hubs also has a MechE degree but you'd never know it! Plus his dad used to teach shop, for crying out loud. But Hubs... let's just say I'll ask a neighbor, by brother-in-law, pay someone, etc. first. Because first there is the waiting for the project to start then there is the wondering how it will end.
Posted by: Marine Wife | 09/18/2007 at 08:19
Ha!!!!!! :)
You should have seen the look on my face when he offered to replace the brake pads on my car himself.
Posted by: semperfiwife | 09/18/2007 at 08:42
oops!!! hinge side?? oh I love it!
LAW
Posted by: liberal army wife | 09/18/2007 at 09:35
Reminds me of the time MH changed the alternator on my car. All seemed to be going well until I heard "zzzzzzZZZZZZZZTTT!" and a loud thump (sounding something very similar to a body landing against another car). Apparently MH had decided that removing the cables connecting said alternator to the battery unnecessary......
Yet another in a long line of examples as to why all the tools -- power and hand -- brought into the marriage were MINE.
Posted by: Sly2017 | 09/18/2007 at 13:40
We're probably scaring people who wandered over here and are now wondering, "Wait, aren't these they same guys who are currently fighting for our country and making the world a safer place." Yes, they are. Just not with power tools and home improvement projects.
Posted by: Marine Wife | 09/18/2007 at 13:44
Ha! I second Marine Wife's comment....
Posted by: Andi | 09/18/2007 at 14:01
I'm at the point in my marriage where I know the house isn't falling apart during one of my husband's do it your self project eventhough he's shouting out the profanity. The funny part is when I drop the f-bomb (by accident,) he still questions whether that was necessary. PLEASE!!! BTW: In our playing field the profanity is all ARMY.
Posted by: wiese | 09/19/2007 at 06:28
Evil wench.
Posted by: Cassandra | 09/19/2007 at 12:41
Sly, why does this not surprise me?
Andi, his first love has always been me or the Corps. I don't ask for further clarification.
Home improvement doesn't make the top ten.
Wiese, I have been called a potty mouth by both my husband and son....I call BS
Cass, he won't know unless somebody tattles....
Posted by: Semperfiwife | 09/19/2007 at 15:42
My lips are sealed :p
Posted by: Cassandra | 09/19/2007 at 16:15
See, Cass, I told ya she'd never suspect you......
0>;~}
Posted by: Sly2017 | 09/20/2007 at 00:32
Heh. It must be a Marine thing. My son was completely bored one day at age 5, and I sent him outside with a hammer to pound in a few nails that were sticking out on our back porch. Less than an hour later, he came back in this house and told me, "It wasn't worth fixing." I looked out the back door to see a pile of boards. It took 2 guys an entire afternoon to rebuild what my mini-Marine had destroyed in an hour.
Posted by: Deb | 09/20/2007 at 00:45
My stepfather (retired Army) liked to say that the Marines go in and destroy a place, then the Army comes in to rebuild it. So maybe it is a Marine thing...
Posted by: Marine Wife | 09/21/2007 at 18:33