I am the invisible husband. Even though DW is RS president of her ward, her ex-Mo husband is completely unknown to almost all the members. Yesterday I was guilty of embarrassing DW when I showed up in a tank top while she was talking to her walking partner, a respectable RS sister from her ward. They were in our driveway gabbing, and I probably looked like a local handy man in my Carhardt shorts and blue tank top, one of those leather tool holder bag thingies around my waist. I waited and waited for them to finish because I needed to run the table saw, which would have drowned them out, but they wouldn't stop. What to do? So I came around the side of the house, introduced myself, shook the woman's hand, and apologized for the imminent starting of the table saw. I looked terrible, all sweat stained and covered in shavings. DW was displeased at the spectre, and having to own me. I could only say later that I was sorry, although in truth I don't think I owed an apology. But you know Mormons and tank tops.

You did NOT owe anyone anything remotely resembling an apology. Sawdust Men are to be treasured. I have one of my own. Sawdust Men make cool things and fix stuff instead of wasting time in useless pursuits such as p!$$-hood meetings.

Dang, but some of these mo-broads give me a pain with their sanctimonious ¢®@p.

Thanks. I rather like sawdust, myself.

I don't suppose you'd say the same about straw men.

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I loved your " Sawdust Men are to be treasured. Sawdust Men make cool things and fix stuff instead of wasting time in useless pursuits" statement.

I think I'll have that printed and then hang it up in my shop. Thanks!

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Were your shorts a little too short as well? ;o)

Normally, my husband complains when I wear a tank top. But, this last week, I saw one that I wanted - really liked - to replace one that accidentally got bleached a couple of years ago (and tossed). I was quite surprised when I donned it for an outing, and he told me how good it looked on me! (Didn't want me to 'cover' it up with an over blouse) You could have dropped me to the floor!

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Shouldn't there be a nice resonant *belch* in there, too?

Good one, Ziller. Thanks for having my back.

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You and Ziller are both wrong. I've fixed it for you.


So I came around the side of the house,
introduced myself, scratched my crotch, and shook the woman's hand......

I also love men in sawdust, but now I remember the downside.

I guess you should have come out in Khakis and a pristine white polo shirt, tucked in with a belt. Definitely no sweat. A few wood shavings would be okay to illustrate why you are in casual dress rather than a suit. Machine noise is okay only if accompanied by loud singing of "Put Your Shoulder to the Wheel."
Now how hard is that?

personally, I prefer tank tops (& other clothing) sans brassiere ...


just sayin'

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I'm pretty sure Myron was not wearing one.

Me too. It's especially nice in the summer when breastfeeding a baby.

My neighbor across the street( when I was a teenager) was a former BYU quarterback and would mow the lawn in only his tiny red shorts, sans shirt. I always had to practice the flute in the front room when he was out. Not a single RS sister objected.

Myron-
Well I hope you become the VISABLE man to your LDS neighbors. Think of it like a ministry.
Next time, go shirtless.
Example of a good,supportive, hardworking husband, who's an non/ex/inactive Mormon, is what LDS need to see!!

Now get back to that saw, and enjoy yourself.

Shirtless is just wrong, and tank top is really pushing it. This is only a fair warning. I'm not the young man I once was. But it was in the mid and high 90s, and I wanted to be as cool as possibly given the stuff I had to do.

Having said that, I have any number of overweight old shirtless guys in my neighborhood at any one time.

I have gone out on Sundays in a tank top and trimmed and mowed the lawn, always hoping that some Mormons were driving buy, but always having to remember that none of them knows me, anyway.

("Driving buy?" With spelling like that I should be designing BYU floats.)

Those who've never experienced mormonism would read this, and say, "Um, what?" They can't imagine anything wrong, or that would upset your spouse, about a man being in a tank top on a hot day, being polite to a visitor before making noise.

Those of us who have, but have gotten out, shake our heads knowingly, and feel sad that you get in "trouble" with your spouse for doing something normal, non-harmful, and perfectly reasonable in your own home.

And mormons read this, get offended that you'd dare walk around without your garments on (and covered up), and call you sinful, disobedient, etc.

That's how far removed from "normal" they are.

p.s. I like ziller's and scotslander's revisions ;-)

Shame on you Myron!

There is only ONE WAY for you to make it up to your righteous and faithful wife.

The next time she returns from a run with her equally righteous running partner, you need to come around the side of the house wearing ONLY a ratty old pair of "Garments".

"Hi Sisters! Can you see me now?!"

Alternatively, you can come around the side of the house in full Temple Regalia.

Just think if how proud it will make your wife!

Major, LOL, sonoma!

I could just see it though! There would DEFINITELY be talk around the neighborhood (and church) then.

I'm really glad to be so far away from having been a mormon that things like working outside in a tank top do not even come close to pinging my radar as at thing to be concerned about. Or even give any thought to at all.

Next time, come out with sone Magic Mike music in the background like It's Raining Men.

must have forgot about the sexual role playing date you had arranged where you show up as the handy man and show her your new tool. :)

you said "leather tool holder bag thingies" instead of carpenter apron.

You said "carhardt" instead of carhartt.

Sorry.
You lost your cred with us carpenters.

Whatever. I didn't know that was a carpenter's apron. I wear it on the side so I can reach for the square (that sounds funny) which I keep in one of the loops. Then I fill the bag with fencing screws. I also keep the tape measure in it. Hardly seems like an "apron." You sure you got your facts right?

And spelling isn't my strong soot. What kind of word ends in two T's?? Are you sure you got your facts right? I don't even really like my Carhardt--or as YOU call them, "Carhartt"--shorts because they are made from, like, sailing canvas or something, and they chafe my legs, especially when they get heavy with sweat and pockets full of things like drill bits. But they have lasted and lasted. I used to hold them up with suspenders, but then I looked like Pinocchio.

You own a tool belt Myron. Real carpenters don't go in the kitchen.

Edited to add: Unless they are remodeling it. Dave may specialize in kitchen makeovers.



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a carpenter apron holds nails and few tools. Most framers just call them nail bags.
Electricians wear tool belts.

Nail bag! That's it!! *I* was wearing a NAIL bag! Only it was full of screws, mostly. And a Stanley measuring tape. And a combination square. And several bits (not naughty ones). And two sharp pencils. And a dulled blade for my Saws-All that I keep forgetting to remove until I catch my fingers on it. "Gotta finally get this out of here," I'll say to myself. But then I'll get sidetracked and forget.

Sometimes I feel all empowered when surrounded by my collection of Binford tools, like a manly-man man. Ooh-ugh!

Pictures, pretty puleese.

A year ago I showed up to a Mormon family reunion (you know, just to give them something to talk about) held on a hot July summer day in a sleeveless summer dress (sans bra) and with mid-length white (natural) hair. These two things are not usually sported by a typical Mormon grandma so the whispering began.

A few even had to ask who this was (that was daring to barge into their nice mormon reunion). It was great fun. Plus I was thinking all the time that the ladies and girls present, in their hot layered tops so as not to be sleeveless plus garments) were showing their jealousy.



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DUDE! Tank tops are one of my new favorite shirts! I have bought a bunch since leaving. Own that man, enjoy it! And laugh inside and wonder if your porn shoulders are giving the RS women bad thoughts.

" porn shoulders and "I am laughing hysterically! Is it wrong for me as a woman when you mention tool belt for me to smile and think "Rawr" ? Lol