101 Ways to Drive your Husband Crazy . . .

Jon just called.  He just has to wait for the parts for some 18 wheeler, get them in, pray that "it" works (when did he become a truck mechanic?) Then he will be on his way home . . . .in less than three hours . .  or  something like that.  See you when you walk in the door sweet thang!

Anyway, for the next installment in my favorite series, "how to Drive Your Husband Crazy" . .  he will be walking into this.  It won't look like much progress since he left, but trust me, it isn't . . . . .  is . . .

I was going to email this to him but the colors are so off that I knew it would be wasting my time.  Before he left I asked him to look at the original splotches and it was so funny watching him squirm.  He had that deer in the headlight look.

When I explained that I loved it when he seemed to really like to lay down to relax in the "Monkey Room" and would like him to enjoy this one just as much, he relaxed and told me which one he liked the best.  When I asked him why, back came the old deer eyed  look, but then when he told me why, I understood and decided I liked his reasoning and that he was right.

I have realized that I like to walk into a room and have an "experience" or feel something . . .  inside my self.  Evidently, so does Jon or he has been living in here so long that I have warped his poor mind.

So when he gets home, he gets to help me decide and then tomorrow I will do the goofing off all over those walls.  all the touch-up work will be done after Gabriel helps me plants some bushes and it is too dark to work outside.  Isn't electricity great?  We can work just about any time we want to . . . . a mixed blessing!