The jets in the tub in the master bathroom have been out of commission for awhile. Denim and I were enjoying a hot bath this evening, when Dan came in and "touched" the switch. (As many of you know, Dan has a magic touch, I can fight with something for hours and he'll touch it and it will work.) Lo and behold, the jets came on. Dan dumped us some bubble bath and we were having so much fun. Then, we realized that we couldn't get them to turn back off! OH CRAP!! What do we do now? (Guess he had just enough magic for one "touch" this evening.:) We enjoyed it for awhile, until the bubbles started crawling out of the tub. Eventually Dan went out to the garage and turned off the breaker. Guess we'll be getting that fixed now. There are bubbles EVERYWHERE in my bathroom. Sure was fun while it lasted though.
It was chilly enough that we started the first fire we've had in our fire place tonight. Somehow we ended up with nothing to split wood down here. I think the mauls were frozen in a snow bank when we moved so they got left. So, being the rednecks that we are, the weed burner came in the house and lit the fire. (My idea, Dan's actions.) Boy did it feel good. We're raising our kids right, they'll know how to make it work when they get bigger. Breanna was highly impressed, can't you tell?
3 comments:
Hey you guys shouldn't be allowed to have that much fun. Those pictures are hysterical.
I agree with Kristy!! You know your a Red neck when...light fires with blow torches...bubbles all over the floor. Too cute.
That is freaking hilarious!!! Love it!
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