Monday, May 05, 2008
Some chores are better than others.
Every spring and summer, my gardening work in the yard requires dozens of bags of mulch. PDM never minds going to get mulch for me. In fact, a lot of the time he will drop everything and go get it right after I tell him I need more. I'd like to think it is because (a) he really loves me, and (b) he is proud of my landscaping efforts. But I know the answer is mostly (c) Home Depot is across the street from the pub.
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I'm sure, though, that (a) and (b) are never far from his mind while he sits down at the bar for a cold frosty one.
He is good about telling me (a).
So PDM is love-drunk?
More like p-whipped...
Anything new and exciting going in this year fermi? A peach tree perhaps?
Ouch.
I'd like to plant some trees, but not with a drought going on. I planted more herbs and a few random perennials to fill in blank spots.
What's wrong with being whipped? At least he's got someone he loves whipping him.
LOL! Good for PDM!
Omigod, LL's comment reminded me of the visit to my cousin in CA. She's a nun...has been one for about 40 years...she declared her brother p-whipped, but actually said the p-word. We laughed so hard. You just don't expect to hear things like that from a nun!
Hey... What's wrong with being pub-whipped?
I can relate totally to being more willing to go pick something up if I can manage a cold brew in the process too.
Pub-whipped? Whatever that is, PDM probably approves. Maybe all home improvement stores should be conveniently located near a watering hole. Should be a great marketing gimmick.
I think nuns that use the word pussy are awesome.
PDM sounds like a great guy. Hope he enjoys that brew and also the pleasure of your company
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