Bing can no longer mow our lawn and it pains her greatly. Yes, she was one of those people who love to mow the yard. She said she felt like it gave her a great work out.
So, we hired a guy from our neighborhood who is newly retired and stir crazy.
He does a great job and I like him a lot....except that he will talk your ear off, so I generally just wave at him and run in the house if I see him.
But Bing talks to him frequently and yesterday she came in and said to set an extra place for dinner, that Jensen was staying for dinner. I did that. We grilled hamburgers, steamed corn on the cob (or as we call it on the prairie: roastin' ears), and I made a big salad. Bing had made a blueberry cobbler for dessert.
So, Jensen came in and we were all visiting. It was nice. As dinner was winding down, Jensen said that he guessed he should get back to the lawn, that he and his wife, Ellen were scheduled to visit a homebound woman from their church. They are very big in their church and Jensen was an electrician, so does lots of work for them pro bono.
Bing said it was her turn to do the dishes. Liv piped up that she didn't get to take turns, that she was always the "helper." Bing commented that this was called earning one's keep and we all laughed. I said that I planned to go work on my blog.
And then Jensen said, "I'm not allowed to use the computer anymore. My wife caught me looking at big boobed women and that was it...no more computer for me."
Bing, Liv and I just stood there, silent.
I think we were stunned.
And then, as if on cue, we all started moving around quickly. Goodbyes were said. Jensen went out to finish up the lawn.
Bing, Liv and I looked at each and laughed.
But, you know....I don't think it is all that funny now. Because every time I look at this sweet old guy mowing our lawn...I picture him porn browsing.
And it bothers me. I know that it is common for men to look at porn, but like most women, I find it totally baffling.
Still....every time I see him and smile and wave, I have this picture in my head.
So...I won't be judgmental, promise.
Do you or yours look at porn? Am I big prude?