You Say Redneck Like it's a Bad Thing!

Now, in every marriage there is compromise. For example, Jeff does the lion's share of the cooking but isn't the best "cleaner upper" as he cooks, hence soup splatters on the stovetop and crumbs left over on the table. But do I complain? No, because I appreciate his efforts. I, on the other hand, handle the lion's share of the paperwork in the house, but often leave piles of "to do" paperwork all over my desk. Does he complain? No, because he wants me to know he appreciates my effort (yeah, whatever, let's face it he doesn't even know I HAVE a desk!). But you get my point. We all make compromises in a marriage because, well, it's necessary. And sometimes we go over the top and allow appalling things to slide by just because we love our spouse THAT MUCH! Case in point - last weekend we stopped by the local hardware store to pick up some Christmas lights. I stayed in the car while Jeff "ran in". Several minutes later, he returned with boxes of Christmas lights and a grin on his face. I soon learned the source of that grin when he proudly held up a bag containing..........Christmas lights fashioned out of used shotgun shells! Now, I had to stifle my grin because they WERE funny, and you know, he's just a redneck at heart. But get this, I am such a wonderful wife, that I actually ALLOWED him to hang these atrocities in my kitchen for all to see (but only for the Christmas season - he was bargaining for leaving them up all year!). What's next - an antler chandelier? (Don't get any ideas, honey!). Enjoy!