Day two: Not just a coat rack

One of the funny memories I have of Tom was when he took me to meet his brother and sister-in-law for the first time. He said he was so nervous. I'm not sure why, I should have been the nervous one. Maybe he was worried they wouldn't like me? He did tell me to keep the puns at a minimum .... hmmmm...maybe I should have taken a hint.*

Anyway, he was nervous and I had recently shared a clever little quip with him that went like this: after doing something remarkably smart, I pointed to my head and said "it's not just a hat rack". He thought that was pretty great and while we were with his family, he shared something profound (maybe about birds or concrete) with the group and then proceeded to use my joke. But instead of hat rack, he slipped and said "it's not just a coat rack".

We about died from laughter. Thought that would be the funniest thing I would ever hear**. So ever since then, when we do something real SMRT, we point to our heads and say "it's not just a coat rack". And it's true, honey...your head isn't just a coat rack...it's good for lots of other things!

Meg, Tom, Mike, and Liz in Bear Lake (our first meeting)

*Just kidding, he didn't really say that. I bet when he firsts reads this, he will say "Hey! That's not true!" and I'll say "I know, I just needed something funny to say right there" and he'll just shake his head.


**You did top this one when you introduced yourself to my family and said "Hi, nice to meet you! I'm Megan's wife". But that's another story.