Things around here have been quite busy for several weeks.
No need to go into the details, but between preparing for and hosting two parties and losing count at 150 guests one night, to cleaning up the aftermath, dealing with wormy dogs and theHansMan . . . (nuff said), leaves no time for blogging.Oh, don't get me wrong. There is still plenty to blog about.
I mean, theHansMan still provides so much blog-fodder, it would be a full-time job to document it here.
theHansMans is a collector. Everything from rocks, to hats, to cars . . . Our driveway looks more like a used car lot than a used car lot.
The one vehicle that I really liked, he sold yesterday. It was a cute little Toyota Camry. The only thing wrong with it was the leaky front tire.
Now I admit, I'm not one who likes to take cars in for maintenance, but I WILL do it. It's something that I learned from my dad. Preventative maintenance is much cheaper than fixing it.
Not so much with theHans Man. For instance. The 'Service Engine Soon' light has been glowing brightly on one of the vans for almost nine months. This has been mentioned on numerous occasions by me. I've even gone so far as to offer to take it in myself.
Nope. theHansMans has promised to take care of it himself.
The other day, he did.
Back to the Toyota and it's leaky tire.
When the guy, whose name is Guy, that he sold the Toyota to came to pick it up, I mentioned that he would have to add air to the leaky front tire.
To which he replied, "Oh, I'll just get the tire fixed."
To which I thought, "H-m-m-m-m. That's a novel idea. Fix the tire."
I shared this with theHansMan.
This is his e-mail back to me. Copied. Pasted. Verbatim: