Ahh....husbands. So Rob comes home and tells me that, the weight bars he bought on Saturday, he is going to take them back because a couple of weights almost fell on his head and almost killed him. Once I control the giggles, I say "really"? Knowing that I had just torn up the receipt and threw it away. Cut to me, digging in the trash (it was all paper stuff no food germies)to find every little piece and taping it back together again. Man, the people at Dick's are gonna love this story....
