Men Are Crazy

I've heard it said that women understand men better then men understand women. I believe that's true. But, I don't understand several things about Bear. Except that he's crazy.

Our home and garage sits on two lots. He's been mowing that with a self propelled mower and his back and knees really needed a riding mower. But he'd always say he couldn't afford it and refuse to budge. Then this summer he was coming home and discovered a neighbor was selling his mower. Like new and real cheap. He came home and asked if could have it. Yipee. I asked if the seller wanted a check or should I make the check out for Bear to cash. He drove his truck down five doors and rode the mower home. Then had to walk back to get his truck. OK, we'll forgive this one and mark it up to excitement. Then another bit of excited mania. He went right out in the rain and re-mowed the lawn he'd just mowed the day before. I was crazy enough to go out in the rain and take a picture to immortalize his insanity.

Now, that earlier mentioned self propelled mower is ancient. The wheels keep falling off and he keeps replacing them. I bet over the years he's spent enough on those wheels to replace that mower twice over. Then this week he came home all excited because a co-worker had an almost new self propelled mower that Bear could have if he went to get it. Great. Now this morning he's out there trimming and using that old wheels falling off mower. Why? Because he tells me, he doesn't want to wear out the 'new one'.

Which led to a discussion that got my mind going and led to this blog. He's the same way about other things he needs. Such as new shirts, pants, jeans or socks and underwear. Like the dutiful wife, I buy them. Then I discover that they are being 'saved' because he doesn't want to wear them out yet. I just asked him what he's saving them for.....to be buried in? I swear, he better hope I expire first. Because if he goes first I'm going to have him buried in all those new things he's saving. Layered if I have to. Can't you just see the morticians face when I ask him to use a whole three pack of new tidy whities, one on top of the other? Let's see Bear explain that to St. Peter. No,....... I can hear him tell St. Peter, "My wife did it. She's crazy." And St. Peter will understand, after all he's a man.