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.

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