Quickie
Tomorrow I get to go sign my committment letter, which will mean I'm BOUND until the board meets and officially binds me. Oh, all this bondage is gettin' me excited., Not in a "Tie me up and spank me, Mr. Slave!" kinda way, but in a "I've been worrying about this since July of 2006 and it's working out just fine so maybe now I can stop taking anxiety medication" kinda way.
It stormed here today. Yesterday I got lots of yard work done, but it's still not finished. The push mower died, so I didn't get to mow what's left of those mini forests under the trees out back. I noticed that TH didn't do it even though I cut down all those branches to make it easier for him. I'm sure I could've made it run again but it was getting close to dark and I'd already been working for a long time, so I just put it up. Now that it's wet outside, I'm sure the mini forests won't be dealt with until the next time we mow. And even then, we'll probably drag the yard work out over three days and wind up not finishing something.
This rain is tempting me to go take a nap, but instead I think I'm gonna go cook up a little something on my fancy flat top stove. (And for your information, Diva, it will NOT be fish!)
It stormed here today. Yesterday I got lots of yard work done, but it's still not finished. The push mower died, so I didn't get to mow what's left of those mini forests under the trees out back. I noticed that TH didn't do it even though I cut down all those branches to make it easier for him. I'm sure I could've made it run again but it was getting close to dark and I'd already been working for a long time, so I just put it up. Now that it's wet outside, I'm sure the mini forests won't be dealt with until the next time we mow. And even then, we'll probably drag the yard work out over three days and wind up not finishing something.
This rain is tempting me to go take a nap, but instead I think I'm gonna go cook up a little something on my fancy flat top stove. (And for your information, Diva, it will NOT be fish!)
Thank the Gummi Mary that you didn't wrap a piece of rope around the starter thingy and try to get that push mower going. Because I heard that sometimes those mowers burst into flame. I little birdie told me. I think his name was Wally.
Posted by
Hillbilly Mom |
6:08 PM
Binding that doesn't involve intestines that have experienced too much cheese! WAHOO!!
(What? Didn't like my fish joke?)
Posted by
Redneck Diva |
6:34 PM