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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

My Lemon Chicken Rumbled

John took me to the Chinese place for Lemon Chicken for Valentine's Day. I was thinking of a nap when we got home but there is no rest for the wicked as they say. His ideas frighten me big time. He told me he was going to take his riding lawn mower to the small engine repair place and I say how are you going to get it down there? Will it start? I'm thinking he is going to try to drive it across town and  that is a scary thought. No, he is going to load it on the Ford Ranger. I say you can't lift that big thing. He says I'm going to drive it on there. How? He is going to back up to the curb and lay a board down to the tail gate and drive it up. Now that board is wide but not wide enough for those big wheels. He brags he has loaded all kinds of tractors in his time. Yes but you were younger then and could see and hear. Of course he needed me to watch in case the wheels were about to run off the board. He did it, but without any room to spare. One false move and he and the lawn mower were gone. With the tool box across the back it barely fit and the tail gate wouldn't close. Now the problem of being sure it didn't roll off the back and onto the street if he hit a bump. He finally found a sprinkler hose and tried to tie it on with that. Now look here is an opening in the back if you could hook something in there and take it around to that hole in the pick-up that might hold it. Now the way I see it he needed to keep it from going backward not forward. It was already tight against the tool box so it couldn't go anywhere that way. Well what do I know? He finally figured it out and chained it. He wants me to follow him. So what do I do if it falls off honk? He left and took the car keys so to follow him I have to find my keys and get my truck out of the garage. By the time I get to the small engine repair he is no where in sight. when I get there he is no where in sight so I come home to wait thinking he went another route and lost it somewhere along the way. I just knew there would be a phone message but there was none so I though maybe he decided to go to Tim-Buck-Too. He got it down there and they unloaded it sooo now when he brings it home there is the fiasco of unloading it backing it down that small board onto the curb. At least my Lemon Chicken has settled down.

13 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

i liked the 'what am i gonna do, honk?' part. ha ha! so true!

Sheila Y said...

Happy Valentine's Day! Glad there were no lawn mower incidents. :) Take care, Sheila

TARYTERRE said...

What a story. Glad all's well that ends well. While I had a chance, I just wanted to wish you a HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY. Glad your Lemon Chicken made you smile. take care.

jack69 said...

I guess the nap was out! LOL Seems us men are so smart we confuse you ladies. huh?

Yeh we load with the wrong stuff, tie it with the wrong stuff, cannot help it, we love to live dangerously. Probably double so with a real cowboy!

Great entry, you are the best at spinning a tale!!!

(Probably none of this happened, you dreamed it while napping after the Lemon chicken!) LOL

YOU are good!! Thanks for a good read.

Jean said...

Glad he made it there just hope he made it back ok. Lol.Good entry. Take care. Jean

Kath said...

Aaaah!! My heart was in my mouth reading this.Talk about live dangerously LOL!!I hope your lemon chicken settled after all those nerve racking moments.Safe journeys for the return of the repair Paula.... MEN !!and they say they don't stress us out Haaaaa.Take Care God Bless Kath xx

salemslot9 said...

my John's Dad's birthday
is on Valentine's Day
they had Chinese
for his special
dinner on Sunday

DD said...

Lol...Paula, what would men do without the women behind them...haa

Lucy said...

Are you sure that wasn't Joe??? It sounds so much like somethings he would do. And of course I am happy everything went well. I see Jack sticks up for your bohunk also. He has Joe walking on water. Course I don't know what I would do if he didn't show up to give me what for I would think he was sick.

FrankandMary said...

Oh, but I had such a great vision of him riding it through town.
~Mary

john wingo said...

From the comments, it must have been a good story but "old blind dawg" here just couldn't read the yellow type! It's very fitting for something about lemon chicken though.

Rita Mosquita said...

Sad and scary as it is, I know a man who lost his life this way, driving his riding mower up a ramp onto his vehicle. His ramp should have been larger.

John needs to be very careful while doing this.

Lori said...

Thomas does scary things like that sometimes too! Glad all went well.