Monday, January 13, 2014
Proof That God Has a Sense of Humor
My daughter in law Lexi is so creative - and a hard worker - and loves to make her own things instead of buying them. She has saved them a lot of money over their three years of marriage.
For Christmas, we gave them the materials to make themselves a headboard for their king size bed. Lexi had found a design and instructions on how to make it and was so excited to get the project started.
Jordan's idea of a new headboard was to go to the store and BUY a new headboard...but the good husband that he is decided to keep his mouth shut and pitch in to help Lexi do their project together.
This was last Saturday. I was at the table preparing my Sunday School lesson while over hearing their conversation in the front room. It was comical, to say the least.
Opinions were flying; tongues were wagging; there was a lot of huffing and puffing and BIG sighs of patience were had by them both. It reminded me a LOT of when Del and I were first married.
I find it amusing that the Lord has man and woman married - two opposite aliens expected to work and think alike in harmony when it would be soooooo much easier for 'thinking alike women' to build things together and get things done much quicker, easier and completed in half the time.
Del and I had our own project to work together on.
We are getting chickens - 15 of them, to be exact. Which, of course means, we are building a chicken coop to put them in.
But that is not yet the problem. The problem is....where to put it.
We have differences of opinions, that's all. Del wants to put it back in the corner behind the shed he is going to be building. I want to put it just to the right of the garden, right where it will be seen and visited day in and day out by the grandchildren. I want them to SEE and interact with the chickens....help us collect the eggs - play with them - chase them through the yard and garden. I want it to be a really nice chicken coop -
Our conversation out in the backyard was similar to Jordan and Lexi's in the house. Lot's of opinions flying, tongues wagging, huffing and puffing and big sighs of patience. But ours had a lot of laughing and humor with it too. We were able to laugh at each others ridiculousness and finally came to a pretty nice compromise and agreement of both WHERE the coop would be built and what KIND of coop we wanted too. And when we went to Lowes to price out the materials and lumber, we even bought a book - to help become the 'expert I wanted to be in raising chickens.
Yes, I AM the 'chicken whisperer'.
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