Why is Masculism not a word?
Jun. 7th, 2010 12:06 amFour and a half hours of tournament training for me and the boys, three and half for Chris, as he split his Manly Pathetic Booboo open during the morning session's sparring training and decided to skip out on the afternoon's sparring practice. Then Lone Star with friends we don't see nearly often enough. A great day, all in all, despite the soreness.
Re. Chris' Manly Pathetic Booboo: so we're camping for four days last week, and on the second night, Chris is splitting logs for our campfire. Suddenly curses and has to go get himself a band-aid, as he's kinda... chopped himself. Not horribly, but certainly painfully. And dumbly. Goes back to chopping, and somewhere in there gives himself another mild cut, which I do not find out about till later. I only notice the third cut. The one that gets him yelling out a few curse words, holding his hand as it spurts blood mesmerisingly rhythmically, and saying, relatively calmly, "We need to go to the hospital."
We love our GPS. It finds Perth Hospital, a mere twenty minutes away from the campsite. Get there in pretty good time, the bleeding has turned to mere seeping so it's most probably not a major artery, he's triaged as Not Serious, we wait around for about an hour at Emerg, they finally get him in, confirm there's no tendon damage, give him a tetanus shot, glue his hand, bandage him, we go to McDonald's for dinner, back to the campsite, the whole thing takes three hours.
It takes somewhat longer for Chris to stop being mocked over it. In fact, we're not done with the mocking yet. Won't be, for a while. The man nearly chopped his own hand off. By chopping unsafely, in a way he knew was unsafe because he was a Scout and because he had already almost chopped his hand off twice doing the same damn thing.
Mind you, most of the mockery's coming from Chris himself. He pointed out that if he didn't go into the details of how the injury happened, it sounded very macho and admirable to get injured while chopping wood for his family. All caveman male providing for his female and young-like.
"And I told that to the nurses at Emerg and - once they were done laughing at me - they found it very manly," he told me.
The next morning I was getting water for our site and forgot to bring the basin, and he started to mock me as I came back, then said, "Although, you know, considering that your little lapse didn't end with us having to race to Emerg and spend three hours there, I got nothing on you, do I?"
And he's mine, all mine. No matter how often I try to give him away. ::sigh::
Re. Chris' Manly Pathetic Booboo: so we're camping for four days last week, and on the second night, Chris is splitting logs for our campfire. Suddenly curses and has to go get himself a band-aid, as he's kinda... chopped himself. Not horribly, but certainly painfully. And dumbly. Goes back to chopping, and somewhere in there gives himself another mild cut, which I do not find out about till later. I only notice the third cut. The one that gets him yelling out a few curse words, holding his hand as it spurts blood mesmerisingly rhythmically, and saying, relatively calmly, "We need to go to the hospital."
We love our GPS. It finds Perth Hospital, a mere twenty minutes away from the campsite. Get there in pretty good time, the bleeding has turned to mere seeping so it's most probably not a major artery, he's triaged as Not Serious, we wait around for about an hour at Emerg, they finally get him in, confirm there's no tendon damage, give him a tetanus shot, glue his hand, bandage him, we go to McDonald's for dinner, back to the campsite, the whole thing takes three hours.
It takes somewhat longer for Chris to stop being mocked over it. In fact, we're not done with the mocking yet. Won't be, for a while. The man nearly chopped his own hand off. By chopping unsafely, in a way he knew was unsafe because he was a Scout and because he had already almost chopped his hand off twice doing the same damn thing.
Mind you, most of the mockery's coming from Chris himself. He pointed out that if he didn't go into the details of how the injury happened, it sounded very macho and admirable to get injured while chopping wood for his family. All caveman male providing for his female and young-like.
"And I told that to the nurses at Emerg and - once they were done laughing at me - they found it very manly," he told me.
The next morning I was getting water for our site and forgot to bring the basin, and he started to mock me as I came back, then said, "Although, you know, considering that your little lapse didn't end with us having to race to Emerg and spend three hours there, I got nothing on you, do I?"
And he's mine, all mine. No matter how often I try to give him away. ::sigh::
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Date: 2010-06-07 04:53 am (UTC)I love our tractor op'ed logsplitter. Not very macho, no, but man, we do a year's worth of wood in about two, three days. Granted it would be not-so-practical in the woods, but still. ;) Considering we heat (a large, drafty, v. v. old stone farmhouse) with wood about 75% of the time, splitting by hand was one of those things were you just looked at the stack of logs, looked at the ax, looked at the stack of logs again, and actually started to think lopping off your hand was a *great* idea, comparatively. XD
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Date: 2010-06-07 05:28 pm (UTC)2) *covers giggling face*
3) Chris is a keeper, Manly-Pathetic or not. :-) It's a rare person, male or female, who can laugh at their own blunders so adeptly.
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Date: 2010-06-08 04:01 pm (UTC)Hang on, did you just say glued his eye shut??!
Also, ::snicker:: at the cursing :D :D :D
splitting by hand was one of those things were you just looked at the stack of logs, looked at the ax, looked at the stack of logs again, and actually started to think lopping off your hand was a *great* idea, comparatively. XD
::snort-laugh::
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Date: 2010-06-08 04:02 pm (UTC)