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While using the rototiller gifted to us by our former neighbor…. (They watched us trying to break up our soil for a garden last year with a shovel and pitchfork…..and took pity on us)….I couldn’t figure out WHY ON EARTH it worked just fine one minute and then wouldn’t start the next. Weird I tell you! *scratches head*
I turned it over, cleaned out all the debris woven around the blade….pulled the chord….and nothing. *scratches head again* Hmmmm. Six times I inspected it. I told Shane, “This is so weird…. why would it just stop working? I just don’t get it”
Oh wait! Wait JUST A SECOND! Could it be that ROCK stuck up in there? DOH!
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(Setting the scene: Winter time. Kids about to go out and play in the snow)
“Uhhhh mom! How come none of our gloves have matches to them?”
(Scene two: Springtime. Back yard water spiket)
Note to Shane: Next winter, when covering the spiket, please use a glove that doesn’t have a match.
