The New Texas Chainsaw Lumberjack

The other day, Bob trimmed some tree branches with the chainsaw.

Why do men always curse like a drunken sailor when they’re using power tools?

My darling husband denies that he does this, but seriously, it happens every time.

Anyway, when he was done, he told me that I could use the chainsaw to cut up the debris.

I was shocked.

He usually tells me to stay away from the power tools.

Far, far away.

There was that incident with the belt sander years ago…

But that’s a story for another time.

At any rate, none of the boys were around to help that day.

So I did it.

Bob hovered, worried that I might cut off an arm or a leg, or worse, sever the power cord.

I did none of those things.

And I didn’t curse either.

But I did sing Monty Python’s lumberjack song.

It’s still going through my head today.

“I’m a lumberjack and I’m OK…”