Over dinner last night, I was updating everyone on the status of my most recently inoculated shiitake logs when I got some unexpected reactions.
Me: So I was outside waxing my log...
Husband: Please don't say "waxing my log" ever again.
Me: Why? What do you mean?
Him: (sigh)
Me: So I was outside waxing my log and I had all this extra melted wax I wanted to save but didn't know how. So I dug a little well in the ground, then I put it in the hole until it hardened.
(TeenNiece laughs hysterically, falls out of chair. Husband begins slow- clapping.)
Usually, I just get blank stares or eye-rolling when I talk about my mushrooms. I'm so glad my family is finally taking an interest in my work!!
That. is. hilarious! HA!
Posted by: kevi | July 04, 2011 at 12:52 AM
Too funny! Oh, the things we say ... kinda like me sitting in a sports bar with my husband, daughter and 'the new boyfriend' chatting over brunch and watching a Red Sox game on the big screen. As Pedroia came to back I piped up, "Oh here comes the little man with the big stick'. My daughter cringed, my husband kicked me under the table, and 'the new boyfriend' had a jaw drop moment...
Posted by: Susan | July 05, 2011 at 08:45 AM
This is awesome. I love this post.
Posted by: Sara | July 05, 2011 at 01:01 PM
hahahaha! It gets funnier every time I read it.
Posted by: melch | July 05, 2011 at 11:39 PM