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Whew Baby
Ma has been outside workin' hard today, and she is plumb tuckered out.
Got a bang-up headache, but that's what happens when you're out sweatin' in the hot sun, soaking up that good ol' vitamin D.
Every once in a while I'd come inside to rest and sweat some more. Remember....the heat pump conked out this past winter so now we don't have air conditioning, and may not have any most of the summer.
Fans help.
But getting back to my extraordinary efforts outside:
Today I weeded the cucumbers and cleared grass and weeds from three paths. This latter involves sliding the shovel back and forth, back and forth...it's' not good for the carpel tunnel syndrome in my right hand, but hey...what's a little more numbness when I sleep at night?
Ethan did a bunch of mowing and then I did some more--came in and made supper and then did some more mowing. Most of the lawn is done and in a nice diagonal pattern.
Hey folks...we may live in the middle of cornfield, but you just KNOW we're on the cutting edge of lawn care. And some day, when we have oodles of money sitting around, I'll be puttin' on the dandelion killer and THEN won't we have a drop-dead lawn!
(granted...not the most important goal to have, but one has one's little dreams, one does)
Probably get Nolan's birthday pics up tomorrow. Right now I need to get cleaned up, take two different kinds of pain reliever and put the third load in the washer.
Life is cabaret, old chum...
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Got a bang-up headache, but that's what happens when you're out sweatin' in the hot sun, soaking up that good ol' vitamin D.
Every once in a while I'd come inside to rest and sweat some more. Remember....the heat pump conked out this past winter so now we don't have air conditioning, and may not have any most of the summer.
Fans help.
But getting back to my extraordinary efforts outside:
Today I weeded the cucumbers and cleared grass and weeds from three paths. This latter involves sliding the shovel back and forth, back and forth...it's' not good for the carpel tunnel syndrome in my right hand, but hey...what's a little more numbness when I sleep at night?
Ethan did a bunch of mowing and then I did some more--came in and made supper and then did some more mowing. Most of the lawn is done and in a nice diagonal pattern.
Hey folks...we may live in the middle of cornfield, but you just KNOW we're on the cutting edge of lawn care. And some day, when we have oodles of money sitting around, I'll be puttin' on the dandelion killer and THEN won't we have a drop-dead lawn!
(granted...not the most important goal to have, but one has one's little dreams, one does)
Probably get Nolan's birthday pics up tomorrow. Right now I need to get cleaned up, take two different kinds of pain reliever and put the third load in the washer.
Life is cabaret, old chum...
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posted by Ma Hoyt | 8:53 PM
2 Comments:
You said "Fans help." And I read it thinking, "Fans, HELP!" Then I thought, "Ma has fans? Why don't I ever get to be famous??" Then I figured out what you really meant.
Hee hee :-)
See, even at the best of times I don't always make sense...but when you catch me at the end of a long day in the hot sun, after two cokes and three gatorades...add in a bad headache and there's no tellin' what'll come oughtta the keyboard.
Oh...and thanks for the three mil ;-)
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