A few months before Dave and I got married, we borrowed his dad’s power washer.
Now you might be surprised to learn that I like fun tools for about 3.2 seconds before moving on to the next thing. I’m kind of like the “Squirrel!” dog in the movie Up!
The slit seeder when we re-seeded the lawn. The hand sander when we repainted the nursery. The leaf blower every fall. The weed whacker that scared the bejezus out of me. The power washer was no different. I wanted to
play around power wash the front walk in my flip flops and have Dave finish pretty much everything else.
He made me wear safety goggles.
I’m not even kidding. He is Captain Safety.
And when I
bitched up a storm protested his response was, “Michelle, nobody likes a bride with an eye patch.”
The Apple… it doesn’t fall far from the Tree.
Even when we’re playing pretend with our belt and
swim safety goggles.