Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Yard Work

Ya know those tingly feelings of bliss you experience when you are agreeing with the fiance about invitations or wedding cake or other mind-numbing details that slip the mind about a day and a half after the wedding? Folks should be warned that one day their significant other will look out at the yard and decide you need to spend the entire summer sweaty with dirt under your fingernails. I especially like the "I don't care what you do with the flower bed after the fence is down." routine and then there is a lot of bitching when they see the new pavement.

Same with the grass. I can't say that I cut the grass, rather my weeds are all the same height. If it isn't the spouse then its the neighbors giving you the dirty look because you got to mow on the one sunny day in the middle of monsoon season and now they are mad because your diligence made them look like a redneck stereotype.

I hate yard work but I keep doing it because a beer tastes so good when drank with earthworm poo on your knuckles.

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