I’m going to preface this post by saying,
I love my husband.
I’ve shown you the work he’s done on our house…
and the one before this one…
and the one before that one…
(well, you didn’t see that one, because it was 2 states and 7 years ago).
He’s very talented and willing to take on
nearly any project idea I throw at him, (with a slight bit of begging).
He’s very talented and willing to take on
nearly any project idea I throw at him, (with a slight bit of begging).
I want to also say that he’s an extremely bright guy. Really – he is.
But…(you knew there would be a “but”, right?)…
you know that old saying, “There’s no such thing as a dumb question?”
It isn’t true.
In fact, it seems dumber every time my husband asks it.
About half you will agree that it’s a dumb question.
The other half of you are probably asking the same dumb question.
(don’t get mad…I just call it like I see it!) ;0)
(don’t get mad…I just call it like I see it!) ;0)
The question?
“What do you want with that____________ (fill in the blank)?
Case in point:
We have a new neighbor building an itty bitty house on the next property.
He cleared a lot of trees, tore down a shack,
and unearthed a lot of stuff in order to build his house.
While walking past his house,
I spotted something wooden, and old, with some rusty metal showing.
My “junque” radar went off like a fire siren.
My “junque” radar went off like a fire siren.
It was on a mound of tree branches and rubbish.
I think I might have screeched loud enough to concern the construction workers.
I got a closer look and saw this old beauty.
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I called my husband over and told him
to ask the neighbor if I could have it (because it would be burned soon).
Yep…here it comes…..
“Why do you want that rotting old gate?”
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I resisted the urge to thunk him upside the head.
Seriously…I think he needed to clean his glasses,
because clearly he wasn’t seeing the same treasure I was.
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Yes, it is fragile.
Yes, half of of it has fallen off.
Yes, more fell off when stood it up against my shed wall.
Even the nails are barely staying together.
But…that doesn’t mean it’s trash that should be burned, does it?
Yes, more fell off when stood it up against my shed wall.
Even the nails are barely staying together.
But…that doesn’t mean it’s trash that should be burned, does it?
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You can’t buy beauty like that in a store,
and you can’t “distress” your way to it either.
It’s the real deal. It’s earned every single bug hole it has.
You agree, right?
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Aaaahhhhhhhhh………..
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There is such a thing as a dumb question, and my husband
throws it at me on a regular basis,
but I think he just asks it to ruffle my feathers.
That’s okay though…it’s safely in my care now,
and he carried it home for me, so I guess I’ll keep him. :0)
Besides…there are precious few men who would put up with me!
Besides…there are precious few men who would put up with me!
Blessings,
Angie
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What a treasure. My hubby would be the same as yours you can’t ever reproduce that 🙂
MY husband and YOUR husband could compare notes! It’s hard to tell which one would “win” 🙂
:))
Love the old gate!!
AND MY HUBBY LEARNED LONG TIME AGO not TO ASK ME THAT QUESTION!! MAYBE IT WAS FROM TOO HITS UPSIDE THE HEAD!!
lol!!
Hugs,
Deb
Ha ha! I can totally relate! Love your old gate. It’s beautiful and I’m glad you were able to rescue it.
I love it! I get the same question! Great rescue!
LOVE IT Angie!!
It’s a wonderful treasure, great save xo
B-U-T-ful!!!!! I immediately ask other questions when I look at your “new” gate. I wonder what family lived there, and how many children ran through that gate slamming it shut. I wonder the things it’s eye has seen…if it indeed could have eyes. Do you ever do that? I’m so funny…
Yes, Angie, he’s definitely a keeper. I have one just like him. He just carried an old metal headboard and footboard out of someone’s garbage for me!! 😉
Hey, maybe I’m a little nuts, but I think your old gate is beautiful!
I know the feeling, so I don’t even try. Thanks for the laughs this morning!
I’m glad you are deaf to his protests! The hardware on that gate is wonderful. ~ Maureen
That question gets asked a lot here, too 😉 If he carried it home for you though–he’s definitely a keeper!
I get that question a lot too…..and I don’t think my husband would have carried it home for me! You kudos to yours….I thought you were going to say the other dumb annoying question….Honey, where’s my _______?
I could just scream when I here that…..
you are blessed with a “special eye”..and a husband who helps you !!!
You made my day with your humorous story and I shared it with my husband. We both enjoyed reading it. Maybe it will help him understand?
Patricia
Angie, i have my husband trained. He may be thinking it, but he doesn’t dare utter those fightin’ words!! The lavender elevates it to a work of art!
Too funny. Mine asks the same dumb questions but always ends up putting my new stuff in the car…or helps taking it out!!
Patti
I am so with you on this one. I had an Amish buggy wheel that I half buried by my mailbox in Ohio for a dozen years and when we pulled it out to move to Florida the buried part had half rotted away. Hubs was going to throw it out and in fact it did not make the first trip. When we came back six weeks later, I had a yard sale and kept staring at the junque that he was tossing and I decided I liked it better half rotted. Yes…It was on the last load and it now is in my LIVING ROOM as art. Hmmm, I believe I may have posted it on my blog last fall, I’ll have to check. So glad I hopped over from Nifty Thrifty Tuesday! I adore your fence.