Ladies, if your husband spends hours cutting grass and he let's you feel sorry for him, you've been duped! Cutting grass on a riding mower is FUN!
I have two riding mowers.
I love my John Deere. It's a "regular" riding mower. Riding on it is pretty much a time for relaxation and meditation. I put on a wide-brimmed hat and take along a glass of something cold. It's really nice.
I have also fallen in love with the Skag mower, which is the one Rudy always used. It's a zero-turn mower. It's in a whole other league! Forget meditation. This one is like a cross between a go-cart and a video game. It's FUN!
All these years, when we divided chores around the house, I had things like cooking, doing dishes and cleaning toilets. Rudy cut the grass. He spent hours doing it. Without complaint. Now I know why. Dangit. He got me. I'll bet he's up there laughing at me right now.
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Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Rudy is Calm and Happy - Yeah, Right!
Funny story...
Tonight I was talking on the phone to my sweet friend Janie. I was gushing and telling her how calm and happy Rudy is, thanks to influence of the wonderful people at CTCA. The way I'm talking about him, you'd think rays of sunshine are shooting out of him in all directions.
Just as I'm finishing up my glowing description, he comes running thru the house, chasing one of our cats who has just done something dreadful, and in a voice loud enough to be heard by anyone within a 10 mile radius, he's using all sorts of colorful language, none of which I would dare to write. He sounds like a crazy man.
Obviously, my tale of his total transformation was a little premature.
PS - His actions were totally against what CTCA recommended for boosting his immune system.
Tonight I was talking on the phone to my sweet friend Janie. I was gushing and telling her how calm and happy Rudy is, thanks to influence of the wonderful people at CTCA. The way I'm talking about him, you'd think rays of sunshine are shooting out of him in all directions.
Just as I'm finishing up my glowing description, he comes running thru the house, chasing one of our cats who has just done something dreadful, and in a voice loud enough to be heard by anyone within a 10 mile radius, he's using all sorts of colorful language, none of which I would dare to write. He sounds like a crazy man.
Obviously, my tale of his total transformation was a little premature.
PS - His actions were totally against what CTCA recommended for boosting his immune system.
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