...and I'm sorry, this is so bad, but I could not help but laugh when I saw it. No, it was not a domestic quarrel. Well sort of, maybe. I think he had
a fight with a door frame.
Here's the deal. We had a fabulous thunderstorm last night. The temperatures dropped into the 70's and it poured and thundered for ages. We opened
up our windows and the French doors from our bedroom to our screened porch and turned off the A/C. It is SO nice to sleep that way and to hear the rain.
(We've got a metal roof too)
Just as we got into bed I thought about the sprinkler system and how because it was pouring, we should turn it off lest it come on this morning. So...I
asked DH if he'd go out to the garage and turn it off. He did, without turning on the lights to go. Well, coming back to bed I hear "BANG".
What was that I ask? Me, he answers, I bumped into the door.
Well, he didn't moan and groan but this morning I woke up and looked at him and it scared me to death. I thought I was seeing a melanoma in his eyebrow,
having forgotten the episode of he night before. LOL No he said...that's where he hit the door jamb. I just looked at him again...not only does he
have that bruise in his eyebrow, now he's got a full blown blackeye to go along with it. He's gonna have a hard time explaining this at work
tomorrow!!
Oh dear...I shouldn't have laughed but it really was kind of funny!


