FUNNY STORY.... worth the read : Women and the MAN CAVE
Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 12:27 amFirst of all, I can hear many of you guys going 
at the thought ! 
We started working on the CASHCOW's feed bucket (better known to some as the galley.) It is coming along great. I will send some pictures tomorrow. Havent had time to get the camera out today because....... well, let me just say that today has been an ADVENTURE>>>>> hence the title of this little message.
Morning started out great. I was just working away in the man cave, having already planned out my day (my first mistake). ( Brenda was down the street at a hen-pecking brunch thing, so I figured I could get some good time in on the CASHCOW.) ( my second mistake!!) Thing were going great until I was informed that we needed to go to the BOX STORE. "For what," I ask. (my third mistake...you would think I would have learned by now.)
Well, Brenda says we need to run to the hardware store to "look at some things to finish up the cabinets." Little did I know this would be a grand adventure!!! ( No I didnt ask what exactly we would be looking for. I just assumed (you know what that will get you
) we would be looking at stains and/or paint for the galley.
We get to the Box Store, and gentleman that I am, I let Brenda out at the door since she is only two weeks out from her SECOND TOTAL KNEE REPLACEMENT.. (arent I sweet?
) Now, remember this for later in the story, I had hurt my back at work this week, and between me not being able to bend over, and Brenda not being able to walk very well, we must have looked like a real couple of winners.
She said she would get a motorized cart and be waiting for me at the door. When I get the truck parked and get in the door, I see my precious wife sitting in this wheelchair that looks like it has be used by the employees during those slow times on cold, snowy days for those wheelchair races you always hear about. She says," It is the ONLY dang thing they have. all the other chairs and motorized carts are gone." So, I dutifully get behind her to roll her on our quest for paint and stain.
( Secretly, I am thinking about the lumber, boards, glue, and contact cement that I will need to pick up while we are here. 
Next, I start pushing the delapidated, wobbly wheelchair toward the lumber isle ( MY FOURTH MISTAKE 
I need a drink by now and I dont even drink!) Brenda says, " Sweetie, not that way." and with that said... she directs me to the.... you will never guess it............nope.....
not in a million years would you guess it.....
THE WALL PAPER ISLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep..... the wall paper department. Now, I would have never guessed in a million years that I would be picking out WALLPAPER for the teardrop, but by cracky, that is exactly what we would be doing for the next thirty minutes ( YEP, NOW I NEED A BEER FOR SURE! WALLPAPER???"
I say, " Honey, are you sure that would look ok in the CASHCOW?"
YEP>>> YOU GOT IT>>> MY FIFTH MISTAKE!...
While I am off finding a chip sample of our formica counter top, Brenda is picking out some border and wallpaper. I am walking back up the isle toward her and the next thing I know I see a roll of border falling off the wheelchair basket and rolling all the way down the isle... it seemed as if this were all in slow motion for a few minutes, I know it was only a second or two but, nope.... it seemed like hours before it was over. Next thing I know a roll of wallpaper and border are falling off the shelf, and rolling allover the dang floor!... Remember, I CAN"T BEND OVER!!!!!!!!!
and Brenda cant WALK and is trapped in this WONDERFUL wheelchair
( graciously provided to us as a courtsey of our local BOX STORE>), she cant get her arm around the basket on the wheelchair to reach the floor and the roll of never ending border ( DID I TELL YOU THAT I WAS COMING FOR LUMBER AND CONTACT CEMENT???) What I would have given for a video camera about now..... who knows,
someone may have even taped us, cause this must have looked so funny...... Me trying to figure out how to pick up the rolls of border and wallpaper with my toes just high enough so that Brenda could grab on to the edge of it with her hand....( did I mention that NO WHERE IN SIGHT did we see a salesperson or employee during all this time?) Well, finally a sweet, kind young woman waiting for service at the wallpaper counter took pity on Brenda and I and picked up the border and rolls for us...........
about this time, all I wanted to do was RUN!!! Just let me get my lumber and glue..... and let me get out of there.......but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!.. Next we have to get wallpaper paste. I dont know anything about wallpaper paste...but.... (did I tell you that I am a loving and dutiful husband?
) Brenda picked out wallpaper and border for the galley and then off we go to get the other stuff on MY list......
Finally, we are at the check out stand... get checked out and I tell Brenda that I will go get the truck so she wont have to walk so far. ( 
) Before I walk away, I ask Brenda if she will be able to get out of the chair without any help.... remember the chair.. I am surprised it made it this far!) SHe is trying to get out of it, and it is like she is trapped in the arms of an octopus. No way she is getting out of this thing alone..... so she is finally up and out of the chair, creeping toward the door and me off to get the truck.......
Fast forward to home...
We have arrived home and I have settled back into the MAN CAVE Thinking (there I go again....yep...my sixth mistake, I think... could be my seventh... I have lost count) I was thinking about getting the formica glued down......cabinets and drawers look great....... when.... Yep... out of the house comes the sweet, precious wife.
In her hands, she has three rags, two bowls of water, and goes directly to my sawhorses.
Then parts, tools, and stuff start flying off the sawhorse table!.. I am just working away in the corner, Staying out of the way..... trying not to think about where she was putting my beloved tools.
...Next thing I know, she is slamming doors on mancave cabinets. I ask her (very nicely of course, because she is only TWO WEEKS OUT OF MAJOR KNEE SURGERY) "can I help you find something?' I know... by now some of you guys are
... at my mild, meek, manners. I just want to get some work done on the CASHCOW.... dont want to start World War 3..... ... smart aren't I? dont answer that.... so, she says she needs a paint brush...... and of course I knew exactly where it was (top box on the right hand side) and right back to the galley with my head stuck in as far as it would go.............
Next.... as I peek behind me....I see Brenda with scissors-a-cutting, water slopping all over the wallpaper, and next thing I know........ the insets on the doors are covered with beautiful wallpaper....... looks great........It was pretty nice having my woman in the mancave for a bit today......... As I said, I will send pictures later on today........ right now, I am headed for bed.........
SO much for planning out my day.....
Mike mc
at the thought !
We started working on the CASHCOW's feed bucket (better known to some as the galley.) It is coming along great. I will send some pictures tomorrow. Havent had time to get the camera out today because....... well, let me just say that today has been an ADVENTURE>>>>> hence the title of this little message.
Morning started out great. I was just working away in the man cave, having already planned out my day (my first mistake). ( Brenda was down the street at a hen-pecking brunch thing, so I figured I could get some good time in on the CASHCOW.) ( my second mistake!!) Thing were going great until I was informed that we needed to go to the BOX STORE. "For what," I ask. (my third mistake...you would think I would have learned by now.)
Well, Brenda says we need to run to the hardware store to "look at some things to finish up the cabinets." Little did I know this would be a grand adventure!!! ( No I didnt ask what exactly we would be looking for. I just assumed (you know what that will get you
) we would be looking at stains and/or paint for the galley.
We get to the Box Store, and gentleman that I am, I let Brenda out at the door since she is only two weeks out from her SECOND TOTAL KNEE REPLACEMENT.. (arent I sweet?
) Now, remember this for later in the story, I had hurt my back at work this week, and between me not being able to bend over, and Brenda not being able to walk very well, we must have looked like a real couple of winners.
She said she would get a motorized cart and be waiting for me at the door. When I get the truck parked and get in the door, I see my precious wife sitting in this wheelchair that looks like it has be used by the employees during those slow times on cold, snowy days for those wheelchair races you always hear about. She says," It is the ONLY dang thing they have. all the other chairs and motorized carts are gone." So, I dutifully get behind her to roll her on our quest for paint and stain.
( Secretly, I am thinking about the lumber, boards, glue, and contact cement that I will need to pick up while we are here. Next, I start pushing the delapidated, wobbly wheelchair toward the lumber isle ( MY FOURTH MISTAKE I need a drink by now and I dont even drink!) Brenda says, " Sweetie, not that way." and with that said... she directs me to the.... you will never guess it............nope.....
not in a million years would you guess it.....
THE WALL PAPER ISLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep..... the wall paper department. Now, I would have never guessed in a million years that I would be picking out WALLPAPER for the teardrop, but by cracky, that is exactly what we would be doing for the next thirty minutes ( YEP, NOW I NEED A BEER FOR SURE! WALLPAPER???"
I say, " Honey, are you sure that would look ok in the CASHCOW?"
YEP>>> YOU GOT IT>>> MY FIFTH MISTAKE!...
While I am off finding a chip sample of our formica counter top, Brenda is picking out some border and wallpaper. I am walking back up the isle toward her and the next thing I know I see a roll of border falling off the wheelchair basket and rolling all the way down the isle... it seemed as if this were all in slow motion for a few minutes, I know it was only a second or two but, nope.... it seemed like hours before it was over. Next thing I know a roll of wallpaper and border are falling off the shelf, and rolling allover the dang floor!... Remember, I CAN"T BEND OVER!!!!!!!!!
and Brenda cant WALK and is trapped in this WONDERFUL wheelchair
( graciously provided to us as a courtsey of our local BOX STORE>), she cant get her arm around the basket on the wheelchair to reach the floor and the roll of never ending border ( DID I TELL YOU THAT I WAS COMING FOR LUMBER AND CONTACT CEMENT???) What I would have given for a video camera about now..... who knows,
someone may have even taped us, cause this must have looked so funny...... Me trying to figure out how to pick up the rolls of border and wallpaper with my toes just high enough so that Brenda could grab on to the edge of it with her hand....( did I mention that NO WHERE IN SIGHT did we see a salesperson or employee during all this time?) Well, finally a sweet, kind young woman waiting for service at the wallpaper counter took pity on Brenda and I and picked up the border and rolls for us...........
about this time, all I wanted to do was RUN!!! Just let me get my lumber and glue..... and let me get out of there.......but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!.. Next we have to get wallpaper paste. I dont know anything about wallpaper paste...but.... (did I tell you that I am a loving and dutiful husband?
) Brenda picked out wallpaper and border for the galley and then off we go to get the other stuff on MY list......
Finally, we are at the check out stand... get checked out and I tell Brenda that I will go get the truck
so she wont have to walk so far. ( ) Before I walk away, I ask Brenda if she will be able to get out of the chair without any help.... remember the chair.. I am surprised it made it this far!) SHe is trying to get out of it, and it is like she is trapped in the arms of an octopus. No way she is getting out of this thing alone..... so she is finally up and out of the chair, creeping toward the door and me off to get the truck.......
Fast forward to home...
We have arrived home and I have settled back into the MAN CAVE Thinking (there I go again....yep...my sixth mistake, I think... could be my seventh... I have lost count) I was thinking about getting the formica glued down......cabinets and drawers look great....... when.... Yep... out of the house comes the sweet, precious wife.
In her hands, she has three rags, two bowls of water, and goes directly to my sawhorses.
Then parts, tools, and stuff start flying off the sawhorse table!.. I am just working away in the corner, Staying out of the way..... trying not to think about where she was putting my beloved tools.
...Next thing I know, she is slamming doors on mancave cabinets. I ask her (very nicely of course, because she is only TWO WEEKS OUT OF MAJOR KNEE SURGERY) "can I help you find something?' I know... by now some of you guys are
... at my mild, meek, manners. I just want to get some work done on the CASHCOW.... dont want to start World War 3..... ... smart aren't I? dont answer that.... so, she says she needs a paint brush...... and of course I knew exactly where it was (top box on the right hand side) and right back to the galley with my head stuck in as far as it would go.............
Next.... as I peek behind me....I see Brenda with scissors-a-cutting, water slopping all over the wallpaper, and next thing I know........ the insets on the doors are covered with beautiful wallpaper....... looks great........It was pretty nice having my woman in the mancave for a bit today......... As I said, I will send pictures later on today........ right now, I am headed for bed.........
SO much for planning out my day.....
Mike mc
