My luck held out until the end of January - almost - and that has to be some kind of record for someone like me who generally doesn’t have much in the way of good luck.
But in case you haven’t noticed, it snowed last week and that means my wife and son finally had a chance to try out the “monogrammed ” snow shovels I gave them for Christmas.
I earlier wrote that I purchased to shovels for them and because I was prepared for snow it wouldn’t snow this winter. As usual I was wrong.
Something went terribly wrong when it did snow, because on that day I couldn’t find my son anywhere despite the fact that school had been cancelled.
So guess who spent part of his morning shoveling out the driveway? That’s right it was me. You knew all along that I would be the one on the working end of one of those shovels if by chance it did snow enough to be used this winter.
But to my wife’s credit, she was on the working end of the other shovel.
When I first wrote about the two new shovels I bought for my wife and son, my wife wanted a chance for a rebuttal and she wanted me to write it for her in this space.
I said she could do all the rebutting she wanted, but she had to do it without my help. There’s ways to answer these blogs and she needed to figure that out without my help.
She claims she has always supported me over the years, but that she and my son always get a “bad rap” when I write about them, and she’s right. I can’t pick on them at home, so I have to do it somewhere and work just seems like the right place to do it.
She also claims I always have unrealistic goals such as making a list at Christmas time and then expecting to go out and buy all the presents in one day’s time. She may be right about that for the most part, but I still don’t see what’s unrealistic about that goal.
She also said I shouldn’t complain about the crowded aisles and people refusing to move when I spend part of my time “shopping” watching the Colts or Pacers playing in the entertainment department.
She also says she can’t understand why I complain about the kids being in the toy department and how they shouldn’t be allowed there during Christmas. She thinks if that’s true the same rule should apply to me, and I shouldn’t be allowed in the sports, electronics, books or any department containing food.
Do I have to say it again? She’s right, I shouldn’t be allowed in any store at Christmas or at any other time of the year for that matter. It’s something I’ve been advocating for years.
She said I did get some things right including the part about my son always taking his mom’s side especially around Christmas time (which means he knows he’s more likely to get whatever he’s really after from her rather than from me).
But she also says I’ve never been prepared for anything, and she’s not even sure I ever was a Boy Scout. She’s right about the first part, I’ve never been prepared for much of anything, but wrong about the Boy Scout deal because I did learn about tracking in scouts.
And that’s how I found my son, snuggled up in bed with our other child, Rookie, our three-year Bischon. They sure had the right idea that day.
PS: I lost one of the shovels when one of my son’s buddies broke it on the second day we received snow. So much for being prepared.

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