In the catagory of grab your smelling salts..my Dad used to call me “ my son Martha” and would take me to the Hardware store with him and then be his assistant teaching me how to fix stuff, etc. My first marriage , I was the one with the tool box who did simple repairs... when my now husband and I were dating he was dully impressed that I had a tool kit, mitre box , electric drill, etc... I recoil when women say “ oh, I can’t do that... “ Thanks Dad!!
That is awesome!!!. I wrestled when I was in school and they'd give me smelling salts and stuff a tampon up my nose if it started bleeding and then shove me back out in the ring!
In the catagory of grab your smelling salts..my Dad used to call me “ my son Martha” and would take me to the Hardware store with him and then be his assistant teaching me how to fix stuff, etc. My first marriage , I was the one with the tool box who did simple repairs... when my now husband and I were dating he was dully impressed that I had a tool kit, mitre box , electric drill, etc... I recoil when women say “ oh, I can’t do that... “ Thanks Dad!!
That is awesome!!!. I wrestled when I was in school and they'd give me smelling salts and stuff a tampon up my nose if it started bleeding and then shove me back out in the ring!
Lol