LOL! I know how that conversation would go.
Her: "Sure, I'll do it. You'll need to fix dinner though."
Me: "No problem."
Her (in the garage): Hon, where is the shovel?
Me: On the garage wall.
Her: Ok, thank you.
Her: Hon, what do you think about this spot?
Me (going outside): Looks ok to me.
Her: You sure?
Me: (I want to say, if its on our property, I dunt care where it is) Yes.
Her: Ok, thank you.
Her: How's dinner coming?
Me: Fine (the damn noodles for the mac and cheese are burned).
Her: Hon, how deep should I bury it?
Me: Where you cannot see the roots no more (now the cheese is on fire).
Her: Ok, thank you.
Her: Hon, I cannot seem to get the ground broken up.
Me: Water it! (where is the fire extinguisher?)
Her: Ok, thank you.
Her: Hon, where is the water hose?
Me: In the garage, on the wall, next to where the shovel was (as I tear the smoke detector from the ceiling)
Her: Ok, thank you.
Her: Hon, the hose is leaking at the faucet.
Me: Did you drop the seal from the end of the hose (while ripping the smoke detector down, i kicked the pot over onto the cat).
Her: I dunt think so, how do you tell?
Me: (the cat is really pissed) Look in the end of the hose for a black rubber circle.
Her: Ok, thank you.
Me: No problem (as the cat buries all of its hooks into my back).
Her: I think I must have dropped the sealy-thing. Do we have another one?
Me: (I give up. Being blown up by a land mine sounds better than what I have been doing the last 30 minutes). Let me come out and find it. Why dunt you fix dinner?
Her: Ok.
