Monday, June 8, 2009

Poor Fish

In my world, there are three ways to do things, the wrong way, the right way and the Cowboy way. Seriously, my husband thinks that the way that he does things is the most right of the right way. There are some times when he tells me that I can't do things right, I'm okay with hearing that because it means that he needs to take that over and do it himself. For example, he says that I don't vacuum right, so he does all the vacuuming. Hey that's cool with me.

So this morning, I look out and guess who didn't put the lid down on the grill and didn't cover it. Silently inside I'm snickering. Then I open the sliding glass door and look to the water pond and all the fish are floating side up on the top of the pond. Poor fish. All dead. Guess who left the water hose in the pond running all night long.

Did I say, "Look who was wrong". No. But just a little inside, I was snickering. Is that wrong? Although, I did the same thing a couple of years ago. It was just a little snicker. Really little one.

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