Today is Monday. That means I have to do all the work I say I'll do on the weekend then just never get to. I cook, I clean, I watch the history of John Dillinger. But there is one chore from which I am banned. One chore that I watch every week with a sad, longing smile on my face. Yes people, I wish I could mow my lawn.
Really, I 'm not crazy. Promise. I can bribe you :)
We have a circa 1960's riding lawn mower, stick shift and grouchy motor included. (No cup holder though). Now I am probably one of the more accident prone people on the planet and with my long track record of ER visits the family has decided that I am to stay away from the Gumpmobile at all times unless supervised.
It looks fun! I want to do it and make pictures in the grass. Donuts! Diamonds! Strange safari animals! Oh well, at least someone gets to have fun.
Little, Big
3 months ago
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