Mowing the backyard…
...is somewhat like aerating dog poop.
I mowed the yard today. And have now banished my shoes to the porch, where they will sit and think about what they did. I usually like mowing, the smell of freshly cut grass flinging itself up my nose, the sun beaming cheerfully down on me, the dog barking loudly in my general direction. But not so in the dreaded backyard, there it smells of canine waste and the sun is blocked out by trees that snag your hair, and the dog not only barks in my direction, but he attempts to rescue me from the clutches of the evil lawnmower as well.
I finished my wall last night at 10:30 in the p.m. I am very happy about this. Now I have started cleaning my room (I bet you were all dying to know).
Jon is back on my “good list,” for those of you who knew that he was temporarily on my “bad list.”
And “guy I have a crush on” is back on my “guys I have a crush on list,” for those you knew he was temporarily on my “over him list.”
*Pause for editing... and... go*
Well, I should be off. So, bye.
I mowed the yard today. And have now banished my shoes to the porch, where they will sit and think about what they did. I usually like mowing, the smell of freshly cut grass flinging itself up my nose, the sun beaming cheerfully down on me, the dog barking loudly in my general direction. But not so in the dreaded backyard, there it smells of canine waste and the sun is blocked out by trees that snag your hair, and the dog not only barks in my direction, but he attempts to rescue me from the clutches of the evil lawnmower as well.
I finished my wall last night at 10:30 in the p.m. I am very happy about this. Now I have started cleaning my room (I bet you were all dying to know).
Jon is back on my “good list,” for those of you who knew that he was temporarily on my “bad list.”
And “guy I have a crush on” is back on my “guys I have a crush on list,” for those you knew he was temporarily on my “over him list.”
*Pause for editing... and... go*
Well, I should be off. So, bye.