On the way to meet friends for sushi this evening, Marianne informed me
that we had to stop by Home Depot, because we "needed" some things.
Most husbands learn pretty quickly that their wives' definition of "needs"
differs substantially from their own, and they also learn pretty quickly
to "go along to get along"...
What we "needed" was........DIRT.
Three huge bags of "regular" dirt, and one bag of "fancy" dirt.
I think the "regular" dirt is to add to the yard, and the "fancy" dirt is for
I don't know the difference. Bet the plants don't know either.
So.....somewhere there's a guy who takes the dirt he digs from
holes in the ground, and sells it to other folks to put into holes in the ground.
I think Marianne even felt a bit iffy about the purchase, because once we
rolled up to the checkout counter, she said, "Why don't you go and load up
the car, and I'll pay for it..." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............
Ignorance is bliss, and I'm a happy man.
Almost as happy as I get when we go to Kohl's and she proclaims,
"I saved more than I spent!!!..."