When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.
But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the truck, the car, fishing, always something more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house.

I was gone only a few minutes.
When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
" When you finish cutting the grass ," I said, " You might as well sweep
the sidewalk " !!

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.