John wasÂ sure to run acrossÂ the box holding the new hammock before our anniversary (Thursday) and ruin the surprise, so I decided to put it together today. Luckily, son DougÂ was enjoying a dayÂ off work; he skillfully interpreted the instructions (insert part BR into part GH) and providing some muscle. It was a nice day, and the assembly went fairly smoothly.
About fifteen minutes after we’d finished, John came home unexpectedly, and fifteen minutes after that, this was the scene in the backyard.
I wasn’t faulting him! I was glad he liked it! No MP3 player. Just state-of-the-art pockets at the head for magazines.
You gave it to him. Now don’t fault the poor guy for making use of it.
Did you get the one with the built in MP3 player? I plays the wife’s subliminal suggestions when a certain breathing pattern is detected. Worth the extra $50, don’t you agree?