That's Evan, preparing to cut down our Christmas tree. The trees were priced by the foot, and the one we picked had a stray branch, sticking up a good 4" from the top. He whipped out his leatherman and proceeded to hack it off, proudly announcing "I just saved us $3"
Further proof that I married the tightest of wads.
1 comment:
le sigh. i miss that leatherman.
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