In reality he was saying, "I just worked over 10 hours outside in 35 degree weather, while rain poured down. No gloves, because my hands had to be free to turn a wrench very precisely. When I got home my AF issue steel toe boots were so wet that my socks were soaked enough to wring out. It is two days before Valentines Day and since there is no way I am giving you what you have asked for on the holiday every man despises, (for him to read my blog on a regular basis and maybe have a deeper understanding of how my mind works) I loaded you and the kids into the car, drove to the mall in the freezing cold rain and tried to find something else to give you, in the crazy crowds of other men doing the same thing. On the way home we had snow flurries - here in the deep south - SNOW FLURRIES! Now it is nearly 11pm, and I have to get up in 7 hours and go back to work, on a SAT and do it all again, maybe in snow. Now, I love you, but please, stop talking and let me go to sleep."
Now, obviously, I am a woman, and he is man. So I can't say I exactly interpret what he is saying correctly. But I think that might be the gist of it. Who knew you could pack so much into "Why don't you go talk to your adoring fans on your blog about it?"
I think we need a vacation. I currently despise his job. (Not the AF, just being a Crew Chief.) He is exhausted. My patience with him being exhausted is, well, exhausted.
Two more weeks until he can get some time off!
Please God, let them go fast.