Sluggish computer or connection yesterday; I had no patience to wait four minutes for a page load. And besides...the sun was shining. We finally had a beautiful day around here. Today is shaping up to be another, so look for light to non-existent posting.
I will try and post a couple of pictures later. Our future steak dinners arrived Tuesday evening. They're so cute. They'll look even better grilled up and laying on a plate next to a baked potato.
My father-in-law has finally broken down and is going to let me back on the John Deere riding mower today. I'm picturing our conversation this afternoon:
Now, see that black, plastic landscape edging? Don't run over it.The Outpost is going to look sharp when I get through with it. Posted by Cathy at June 3, 2004 09:26 AMGot it. Anything else?
See that asparagus patch? Don't run over it.
You bet.
And don't terrorize the cows. You may not do 'fly-bys' along the pasture fence.
Sure, sure. This is easy. How's about handing over the key, Buppa?
(sob) Let's go over this one more time...
men can be so particular when it comes to grass. when i was in 9th grade or so, my weekend job was to mow the graveyard at my church. no one ever warned me about footstones. damn footstones.
Posted by: yayaempress at June 3, 2004 02:33 PMMs. Chairman, I thought you might go with a stealth mower this time--err--a John Doe!
Whats all the fuss about a little landscape edging? The last two attempts to mow at our house have ended in a nasty clatter of crankshaft bearings and clouds of white oil smoke. Time to call the warranty people again.
Posted by: DaveP at June 4, 2004 11:15 AM