[Scott Bentley]

I thought i'd post this here on MLU as I can't think of any other group of people who could understand my plight better than you fellas.

So, my wife (along with most i'm sure) makes some pretty silly errors every so often. By and large, they are small things that are usually funny. I can't fault her too bady as we've owned a diesel fueled car for many years and its never come home with a tank of gas.

Today however, she pulled a classic that really cut me deep. The story begins like this:

We've had a bit of weed problem at the back of our lot. New Brunswick has recently gone "Ultra Green" similar to Ontario, and you can no longer buy anything that will harm a weed. So, she decided to go online and look for some homebrew eco-friendly weed ideas. She came across this solution that is used by the City of Ottawa that is basically made up of Salt, Vinegar, and Liquid Dish Detergent. To her credit, the stuff works. She made up a "test batch" and I watched weeds literally wilt within a few minutes of getting sprayed. I was impressed with her resourcefulness and congratulated her on her concoction. So, off she goes into the Garage to mix up a main charge of this Weed Killer of Mass Destruction. Quite a considerable amount of time passed while she was gone making it. I had a nice long chat with the neighbour about lawns etc..... She then emerged with a look of horror (dog got run over type of horror look) on her face and told me she needed right away. Off we go to the garage.............. Well, someone might as well have punched me in the throat when we walked in. My wife is a great cook. The kind of person that can eat something at a fancy eatery and then replicate it perfectly. In the process she will use every dish in the kitchen and leave a mess that looks like a bag of flour exploded. So back to the garage. Using her exceptional ability to make a hell of a mess, she decided to use the "completely naked" Fenders of my recently Sandblasted M151A2 as her countertop. When she noticed that the spilled vinegar was causing the salt she dumped all over the fenders to flash rust the fenders, she ran inside and got a bucket of water to rince it off. This now made a relatively small rusted area a huge (whole fender top) rust zone. This was then followed by an attempt with windex and paper towel. The nice coarse fresh sandblasted surface more or less ate the papertowel. After i'm sure was a girly shriek, I pushed her out of the way and went to work on it with a can of brake cleaner in the same manner a fire fighter attacks a fire. After expending a whole can, I retired into the house.... Things have been quiet now for a few hours. I still don't have the courage to look in the garage.....

Scotty