Friday, August 13, 2010

You Can't Teach An Old Dog New Tricks

I'm giving away our new favorite book - Is Your Buffalo Ready for Kindergarten here.

I have a new giveaway up for a Monopoly board game here.


I wrote a little while ago about how the handle on the door to my refrigerator broke off. Trust me, you want to go read that post for the backstory.

While I was at BlogHer last week, my husband had a big week at home by himself - since my parents had taken the wee ones to Florida. I called the first evening I was gone to talk to him.

So how's it been going? Are you having a good day?

Well, I managed to get in two naps. And I dropped off my car at the dealer. Oh, and I waited for the Sears guy to come.

Yep, that's the extent of my husband's day. Ok, five days I was gone. We won't get into the details of what I would have done had I been home by myself or the differences between men and women. That's an entirely different post.

The Sears man he referred to did come, and he repaired the door to the fridge. Finally. We'd had to cancel a few appointments prior to this, but we finally again have a fully functioning door and handle.

He was so proud to show it off to me once I arrived home on Sunday.

Look how shiny. And clean.

He offered to fill up my water bottle for me, and he opened the fridge to get to our water pitcher. He didn't use the new handle. Nope, just as he's done for the past ummmmm sixteen months, he reached to the top of the fridge and used the door itself to open the fridge.

It's possible that I've done the same once or twice. I'm trying really hard to remember that you can use a handle to open a fridge. And that we once again have one. It's surprisingly tough.


Alexis AKA MOM August 14, 2010 at 12:10 AM  

It's so hard when you have to make your brain stop and think a different way ... lol

Yeah on the fixed handle, now to retrain brain and hand :)

Tara R. August 14, 2010 at 7:40 AM  

Maybe he didn't want to put fingerprint on the shiny new handles.

Sherry @ Lamp Unto My Feet August 14, 2010 at 7:54 AM  

Suh-weet looking fridge! :D

Karen August 14, 2010 at 8:13 AM  

How funny - we are such creatures of habit.

Chef Dennis August 14, 2010 at 8:06 PM  

you'll just have to retrain him.....every time he does it right give him a cookie!! that usually works with me!

Michelle August 14, 2010 at 9:12 PM  

Alexis - It really is! It's sort of depressing at how hard wired we are for *not* thinking sometimes.

Tara - Ummm yeah, leaving fingerprints (or other messes) behind is generally not his biggest concern ;)

Sherry - Why thank you. Of course I want a different fridge though - this one came with the house. Grass is always greener, right?

Karen - Oh don't remind me how much we are!

Chef Dennis - Ummm except that he needs no extra cookies. And shhhh but it's possible I'm forgetting to use the handle, too!

Hyacynth August 14, 2010 at 10:33 PM  

Old habits, you know. Because 16 months is definitely a long enough time to make a habit!

Michelle August 15, 2010 at 9:57 PM  

Hyacynth - I know I know... I'm actually somewhat ummm embarrassed to admit we had the broken handle for 16 months. And yes, I looked it up based on the date of the first post. *gulp*

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