Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: A social worker and an engineer were trying to have a conversation….
Ha ha ha! I know. Already it’s a good one, right? But the real punchline is:
….and it was really frustrating.
While the pole building was being constructed, either Paul or I were home in case there were any questions/problems. On a day that I was home, the builders put in the insulation in the ceiling of the building.
First, let me give you this visual:
Ok, so when Paul came home and got the building report from me, the conversation went like this:
Paul (The Engineer): How did they get into the ceiling?
Me (The Social Worker): They cut a 3 foot by 3 foot hole in the ceiling just inside the door, put a ladder up, climbed up and blew it in from there.
Paul: Hmmmm. I hope the hole won’t be in the way of where the garage door opener will go.
Paul: (repeated what he said)
Me: What are you talking about? They put it just inside the door.
Paul: Which door?
Me: The door door. There is only one door.
Am I right? That huge opening where the garage door will someday go, is not a door. It is a doorway but not a door. I think what I said was terribly clear.
But really, I think you’d rather look at this terribly cute crown that I actually finished sewing up today!:
And here it is on a too-big-too-mod-looking styrofoam head:
I think the doodlebugs will love them. Or more accurately, I will love giving them the crowns and I’m really really really hoping they will love them and not not wear them. One more to go. And still a sweater to sew up…