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Machinery and Women

Hey --- I'm ready for a laugh --- aren't you?  Some of you have heard this story but here it is in writing.  So set back and find out what it REALLY is like "down on the good ole farm"

The other day my hubby was sending me out to bale.  I hadn't done it for awhile so I asked for a few minor pointers --- just to help the process go a bit smoother.  I don't want you to get the wrong idea --- I would do just fine --- really but you know how you like to make the Mr. feel important and all.


After patiently answered my questions -- he laughed and said "You know honey I really get a kick out of hearing you tell people you would rather overhaul a tractor than clean the house,  Really now --do you even know the difference between a spark plug and a muffler?"  WOW!!!  ok  I'll be the first to admit -- I can drive them -- but to figure them out!!!???  Hey that's why I'm married ---right?  right!!!

There was a time though --- a number of years ago --- when I was all alone --- and I did have to figure the problem out myself -- well lets say I tried to figure the problem out.  It didn't go so well I must say --- but hey we are all still alive ----and still married I must stress.

You see we use to raise pigs.  Lots of them.  One of the jobs that goes alone with pig raising was to haul out the "pig goody".  You put it on the fields -- cause --- you see it is suppose to really make that wheat grow tall and green. 

Well ---we owned what you call a "honey wagon"  Kind of a cute name  -- don't you think?  It is a tank on wheels that holds the "pig goody". You fill it up out of the pit using a long hose.  Then off you go to the field and it is suppose to squirt all over the field.--- Wonderful Fertilizer!!!

Well this particular day I decided I would do this little job so hubby could do other more important things.  We stuck the hose into the pit and got a huge load of this "fertilizer". 

Ok -- I was all set to head to the field -- witch by the way is two miles from the house.  I just hate it when I get somewhere and the wonderful machine doesn't do what its suppose to do!!! 

So -- I asked my hubby "Now just what am I suppose to do when I get there?"  Oh ok-- you pull into the field --- you put the tractor in low gear -- you turn on the power take off --- you start driving and the "honey stuff" should come out the back-- just as slick as a whistle.  After it is empty you turn off the power take off and come home. --- ok --- that should work!!!

Well I pulled into the field --- and put the tractor into low gear.  Turned on the power take off and started driving.  Ha --- guess what?--- no "pig goody" --- not a drop of it!!  wonderful ---great!!

So I take the tractor out of low gear --- get out and go back behind this machine to try and detect the problem.  I look up into the hole where the good stuff is to come out and ---- wow I see the problem!!!  Something big was blocking the hole.

Feeling pretty good about myself I remembered there was a long handled screwdriver in the cab so I run back to the tractor to get it.  Back I go -- brace my legs -- and jab that baby up into the hole.

Whoa ---wow--- it all happened to fast.  The "clunk" must of came loose because all of a sudden there was "pig goody" everywhere and I'm right in the middle of it!!!  I mean --- I was getting covered from head to toe!!! 

Oh great ---wonderful!!!  I had forgot to turn that dumb power take off -- off!!! Now what was I going to do?  Talk about stink!!!  AND wouldn't you know it --- some show off just HAD to drive by on the road that very minute!! 


Well --- back into the cab -- open all windows and door wide --- finish this wonderful job -- and drive back home two miles. Those were very long two miles!!! 

Guess who happened to be standing in the drive way when I drove in??!!!  Yep -- your right.  Guess who got the biggest laugh of his life?  Yep your right again.  Guess who took her first shower under the hose in the back yard?  Yep you guessed it.  Guess who did not get a hug --- yep your right again!!  Oh well --- I love him anyway --- and sometimes --- way down deep -- I miss the pigs, --- Smile

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  1. Every time I hear this story I get a chuckle, but only you could take it in such stride!

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