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“I’m glad I didn’t marry a poet” - No disrespect intended towards those with a poetic nature.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

This is just something I’ve said to my engineer husband every time he comes up with some unique solution to my problem. I’ve said it countless times during our 45 year marriage.

A recent blog mentioned “foam rollers” to massage sore muscles and tendons both as a preventative and for rehabilitation. You can buy these commercially of course, but when I wanted one immediately, I tried to make do with a towel wrapped around a rolling pin. DH saw my makeshift solution and instantly made me this one.

It’s a piece of “noodle” that we use when floating in the lake with a piece of old shower curtain rod through it. It works great.

These noodles are available in the dollar store and DH says you can get a 4 ft piece of household pipe for $1.50. I realize that it says something about his packrat nature that both of these were available in our basement storage area.

I understand that poetry and technology are not mutually exclusive. I’m sure there are some engineers who write poetry or poets who can fix their own plumbing.

In my case I know I’ll never get a flowery love poem (unless Hallmark wrote it), but for me this invention is a perfect substitute.
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