wilkoi
Member
My story begins 40 years ago. I got off work at 3:30 in the afternoon most days. During the late spring and early summer I used to scuba dive in the local harbor inspecting, repairing, installing, moorings for boats. It kept me busy after work for a couple of months.
One day after a few long dives I drove home with my Farmer John wet suit bottom still on instead of changing at the pier. Many harbors have a mud and silt bottom and as you work sometimes crawling along inspecting the chains and shackles it sticks to your suit.
When I got home and exited my van my wife Lisa looked at me and said "you look like a mudguppy". Then she puckered her lips but sort of sideways. I said, "those look like flounder lips", off to the side. To this day the two names have been a source of fun.
Tomorrow is Valentines day, so instead of the usual flowers and card I used the local paper to buy a listing in the special Valentine section. She loved it.
One day after a few long dives I drove home with my Farmer John wet suit bottom still on instead of changing at the pier. Many harbors have a mud and silt bottom and as you work sometimes crawling along inspecting the chains and shackles it sticks to your suit.
When I got home and exited my van my wife Lisa looked at me and said "you look like a mudguppy". Then she puckered her lips but sort of sideways. I said, "those look like flounder lips", off to the side. To this day the two names have been a source of fun.
Tomorrow is Valentines day, so instead of the usual flowers and card I used the local paper to buy a listing in the special Valentine section. She loved it.
