Firefly and Phillips Head

I saw my first firefly. I was petting the cat in my office not long after sunset and was staring out the French doors when it went flitting by.

Now I know some folks call them lightning bugs, but I am going to call them fireflies because Firefly was one of the best sci-fi shows ever made and it never should have been canceled after one season.

Anyway.

Seeing that firefly made me smile and it’s just one more reason to love living here.

In unrelated news, I put together another flat box shelving unit, this time all by myself. However, I didn’t know where the screwdriver was, so I asked my beautiful fiancé where that Phillips head we used the other day was. Three guesses as to why she was apologizing to me only moments later.

If you guessed that she ‘mansplained’ to me about the type of screwdriver and came over to check the screws then you would be right.

Only moments after that she fessed up on a group chat we’re both in and I replied that I was only ’mildly offended’. One of the others wanted details, which I provided, and then Tennessee said those three magic words at the end:

“She was correct.”

I really like those words.

I have to give full disclosure of this incident. She was not feeling well at the time so I have no doubts that had she been at a 100 % she would not have handled it that way and, in her defense, I have frequently claimed to not be very handy.  

Also, I asked her permission to share this. Had she said no, I assure you I would not have, but I’m glad she said she had no objections because it was too funny not to share.

I hope you all have a fabulous Saturday. Be well my friends.