In your face
If you read my last post the title of this one will make sense. Just when you think you have been humbled enough it's bound to happen again. I was trying to get some things done around the house before we leave for the Summer and painting the barns was on the list.
With all the barns power washed, it was time to paint and I rented a sprayer to get the job done. Believe it or not I read the instructions before using the sprayer. What caught my attention was how much press was given to being careful not to point and discharge the sprayer in your face. In my mind I was thinking,"What dummy would do that?"
After an hour of spraying I took a short break but soon resumed the task at hand. Picking up the sprayer I suddenly had a lapse of memory and to cure the moment I squeezed the trigger releasing the orangy, reddish stain right in my face. At that moment I recognized who the dummy was. My lifelong partner broke into laughter. There I stood the victim of my own insult. After posting the picture to my family my oldest son replied, "I know you like Trump but you don't need to look like him."
Keep it rollin,
Scott and Sarah