there are big things going on these days. people are gettin’ hitched, having babies, and more. my news may not be as life-changing or impressive but it’s still a big deal for me and therefore worthy of sharing.
sunday night, embracing a new joy-free life, i had a first.
yup, yup, yup–i mowed my lawn!
this was HUGE!
though there are many things i have loved about my 6 years of living with joy, the fact that mowing the lawn wasn’t a “man job” in her mind was a nice perk.
however, now that she’s off with a man to mow her own lawn, frugal, jobless me is stuck with no other option but to push past the stereotype and get out there myself.
i planned on tackling the yard monday morning. however, knowing i had homework to do, that the task was kinda daunting, and that getting things done sooner than later is better, chris suggested i do it sunday night instead, when he could trim the edges and tutor me along the way. score! =)
we reviewed the mechanics of the machine, discussed strategy and got to it.
optimistic encouragement of “that looks great!” and “doesn’t it feel good to see your progress?” was met with unconvinced raised eyebrows and shrugs of “i guess…”
however, when all was said and done, i have to admit, i felt a little pride in the freshly shorn green and yellow yard. and…that boy has some mad trimming skillz, yo. seriously, he doesn’t mess around.
this is not to say that i wouldn’t willingly allow any good samaritan who wanted the mowing rights to my yard to have at it. by all means, it’s yours. but as long as i’m stuck with the duty, i don’t think it’ll be all that bad.
15 July 2009 at 2:04 pm
You should hold a raffle! A dollar buys you the chance at getting to mow Lissie’s lawn! You make money and allow people to mow your lawn. Its a win win!! DO IT!! *fishes for a dollar*
15 July 2009 at 2:32 pm
Get it girl. I’ve never started a mower let a lone cut the lawn. Not sure if I thought it was a man job (Chem mowed our lawn growing up) but it certainly wasn’t MY job. I know it’s something I have to learn like driving stick and tying a tie.
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16 July 2009 at 11:24 am
Hey! I’m proud that you took on this adventure! I agree that it is a great sense of accomplishment when you look back and see-wow, I did that! Stinks in the hot summer, but the results are nice. Good workout and money in your pocket! You have some skills!!!
16 July 2009 at 11:58 am
ok so a couple lawn mowing stories….
one…Mike big use to try and make me mow the lawn. BUT i couldnt do the pull string by myself so he would have to start it….soooo tricksy me would stall out the mower and make him come out and start it at least 15 times while i was mowing the lawn…needless to say it wasnt my job any more.
two……i recently decided to tackle my own lawn AND my mother in laws lawn…..because i wanted the exersise…its didnt seem like tooo much …and it would be a nice suprise for the MIL….5 HOURS LATER…i was finishes….the moral of the story is …MOWING IS A MANS JOB…i will not be mowing every again..unless its on a rider mower
20 July 2009 at 4:14 pm
Hahahahahahahahaha!!! You deserve to be related to me!!
16 July 2009 at 12:00 pm
I drive an automatic and wear clip-ons. :-O
I kid, I kid. If there was a Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, Ford GT, Shelby Saleen, M-series BMW, funny car, top-fuel dragster, NASCAR racecar, IRL open-wheel racecart or any other crazy performance vehicle that someone would like me to valet, I will gladly take her out for a spin.
Ahhhhhh….
16 July 2009 at 12:34 pm
dave–i like how you think!! i’m all ABOUT auctioning off the honor. if you can sell…heck…if you can sell ANY tickets, i’ll give you a mow for free! how’s the sound?!!?
mere-you’re such a poop though that’s funny to imagine mike big having to come out all the time. that reminds me of when i used to cry so mommy would help me put my laundry away. what punks we were. ‘cept i think i was way younger when i was a punk. you were a late bloomer, for sure.
knuckles–jack’s a pretty sweet (albeit poop covered) performance vehicle. if you play your cards right, maybe i’ll let you can take him for a spin someday. porsche?! psh, whatever. jack’s where it’s at.
16 July 2009 at 2:05 pm
Get it girl. I’ve never started a mower let a lone cut the lawn. Not sure if I thought it was a man job (Chem mowed our lawn growing up) but it certainly wasn’t MY job. I know it’s something I have to learn like driving stick and tying a tie.
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Déjà vu
16 July 2009 at 2:06 pm
Oh wait a second, what I write in FB already appears here. Meredith I’m never listening to you again. Evvveeeeerr. (jokes jokes)
20 July 2009 at 12:14 pm
no no…yogi…id bet you 100 bucks…lissie posted your comment for you
thats what she use to do for me …i wouldnt steer you in the wrong direction i promise