Today is a big day for me. Why you may ask? (And if you didn't or don't care this is not the place for you!) I MOWED THE LAWN!!!! Yes, I know it doesn't sound like a big accomplishment but the truth is I have never mowed the lawn before. I've pushed it a couple of times. Like a swipe across the yard. But I haven't actually done the task of mowing the entire lawn. No, not even as a kid. I was not allowed. My mom was afraid I would lose some toes. Yes, this sounds a little irrational. But it happened to her childhood friend and then for some reason she decided I wasn't going to use a lawn mower. And I didn't. And I've been totally fine with that. My sister mowed the lawn though. Perhaps my mom didn't care if she lost toes. Or maybe (and this is probably it) my sister bugged her enough times that my mom finally just said yes. Oh, and Miranda has a longer attention span than I do.
So fast forward a lot of years to today. We have a new lawn mower. As of last summer. The previous one finally got to a point where it was just not working and we invested in a new one. It's not a fancy one. It's a push mower and it mows the lawn. The fanciest thing about it is that it bags the mulch stuff. Now, Morgan usually mows the lawn. But it difficult for him to get to this during the week because he generally doesn't get home until after 6pm. (Despite the fits I throw about him considering coming home earlier.) By the time we've had dinner and he's had some time with Owen and we've put Owen to bed it's too late to mow the lawn. So this week the lawn was getting to the point where it needed to be mowed. Well, not the grass but the MF weeds in the MF sodded part of the lawn that the city put in when the road was redone several years ago. The city picked the cheapest, shitiest, weed infested sod they could find and put it in everyone's yard on our road. The people who have a lawn service or get their yard treated or water like mad don't have weeds. Us regular folks who don't give a rats ass about grass have a crap-ton of MF weeds. (MF stands for an expletive that I can't type out or I will feel bad about offending you.) AND when the weeds get too long the city will sometimes notice and send us a letter about noxious weeds and how long they are. Which makes Morgan mad. And me too. Since it's the city's fault the MF weeds are there in the first place. I'm working on forgiving the city for this err in judgement. But it's hard since we were assed almost $4K for the new road. The least they could have done is picked some decent sod. ANYWAY... the weeds were getting long. We don't like to get the letter. So I volunteered to mow the lawn. Even though I'd never done it before and I was a little nervous about being able to start the lawn mower. But since it's a new one it started just fine. (Yes, I remembered to check if it had gas and oil. It needed gas so I put some in.) I may not have done as fine a job as Morgan does but I got the job done and now the city can't send us one of their nasty letters. Unless it's already in the mail. In that case when I get it I think I will scan the photo they always send along (of the long weeds) and photoshop me into the picture giving them the finger and send it back! Or send a picture of the mowed lawn AND me with my friendly gesture. I know, real mature, but it's a sore spot!!! And I'll end there. Because I could go on and on about my beef with the city and their many errs in judgement!
So fast forward a lot of years to today. We have a new lawn mower. As of last summer. The previous one finally got to a point where it was just not working and we invested in a new one. It's not a fancy one. It's a push mower and it mows the lawn. The fanciest thing about it is that it bags the mulch stuff. Now, Morgan usually mows the lawn. But it difficult for him to get to this during the week because he generally doesn't get home until after 6pm. (Despite the fits I throw about him considering coming home earlier.) By the time we've had dinner and he's had some time with Owen and we've put Owen to bed it's too late to mow the lawn. So this week the lawn was getting to the point where it needed to be mowed. Well, not the grass but the MF weeds in the MF sodded part of the lawn that the city put in when the road was redone several years ago. The city picked the cheapest, shitiest, weed infested sod they could find and put it in everyone's yard on our road. The people who have a lawn service or get their yard treated or water like mad don't have weeds. Us regular folks who don't give a rats ass about grass have a crap-ton of MF weeds. (MF stands for an expletive that I can't type out or I will feel bad about offending you.) AND when the weeds get too long the city will sometimes notice and send us a letter about noxious weeds and how long they are. Which makes Morgan mad. And me too. Since it's the city's fault the MF weeds are there in the first place. I'm working on forgiving the city for this err in judgement. But it's hard since we were assed almost $4K for the new road. The least they could have done is picked some decent sod. ANYWAY... the weeds were getting long. We don't like to get the letter. So I volunteered to mow the lawn. Even though I'd never done it before and I was a little nervous about being able to start the lawn mower. But since it's a new one it started just fine. (Yes, I remembered to check if it had gas and oil. It needed gas so I put some in.) I may not have done as fine a job as Morgan does but I got the job done and now the city can't send us one of their nasty letters. Unless it's already in the mail. In that case when I get it I think I will scan the photo they always send along (of the long weeds) and photoshop me into the picture giving them the finger and send it back! Or send a picture of the mowed lawn AND me with my friendly gesture. I know, real mature, but it's a sore spot!!! And I'll end there. Because I could go on and on about my beef with the city and their many errs in judgement!
3 comments:
Buzz Lightyear and I are SO proud of you!! I knew you could do it!
Major kudos on the mowing! I've mowed ours a couple of times and hated it. Ugh. Such a pain to start. I grew up on 5 acres with a drivable mower. My DH laughed at me when I first asked him how to operate our push mower. I wanted to know the basics in case I ever needed to do it. Our old motor was a real B to pull the cord and get started. DH replaced the motor last year and said it's MUCH easier to start. But, of course, I'm not offering to mow now! LOL Can't you hear the neighborhood gossip? Did you see that 8mo preggo woman mowing the lawn? Shame on her husband. ;)
I am totally impressed! I have never mowed the lawn either, for no particular reason. But I was thinking about it the other day and now I'm inspired!
LOL I was sitting here trying to figure out if MF was a particular brand of grass, then it dawned on me! lol Good thing I didn't go out looking for "MF Grass Seed"! :-)
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