Mowing Musings

Warning: To understand this post you might need a working knowledge of Great White’s catalog. Basically only Laurie, Tammy, Ritch and Celeste will know what the hell I am talking about. That’s right, you heard me. I haven’t written a word here in three months and now I open with this statement. I apologize. You […]

Grass is Probably Symbolic of Something Too

My husband bought me a new lawn mower today and somehow this made me happy. It is shiny and red and I am thinking of buying flame stickers for it. My neighbor in kindergarten will be so jealous. * * * When I was 18 years old and a freshman in college I called one […]

I Think I Am Starting to Enjoy Mowing

I think I am starting to like mowing my yard. Really. Just hear me out for a second. I know, I always say that I don’t like outside and I hate nature unless it is the beach, but that sort of comes into play. First (and least surprisingly) it is good exercise and gives me […]

Like Shaving, Except You Sweat More

I did something yesterday that I had never done before. For the first time in my entire life I mowed the lawn. (No. That is not a euphemism.) I mowed the yard and I have a couple of things I would like to say about it. 1) It was both way easier and way harder […]