There is a mystery in the ‘hood. Ok, maybe to me it’s just a mystery. As y’all will recall in the last MMP, I mowed OYKW’s and my yahds on Sunday. That’s not the mystery part cause, well, I know how those yahds got mowed. However, I do not know how my next door neighbor’s yahd got mowed. She’s out of town dealin’ with her mother who has Alzheimer’s and apparently has takin’ to roamin’, so the family had to get together to figure out what to do. Anywho, I went out to get the mornin’ paper a little bit ago and noticed her yahd has been mown (mowed?). I swear I never saw anybody out mowin’. She does have somebody to do it but I never saw him over there. I never heard a lawn mower. I did not notice it had been mowed (mown?) when I got back from OYKW’s place around sixish last night. Weird. Stealth yahd mowin’ in da 'hood!
In other news, ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of only 93! I just could not start the MMP without the mornin’ south Jawja forecast, now could I?
Hijack away and Happy Monday Y’all!
ETA: Looks like BBBobbio started one too. Maybe a Mod will come along and clean us up.
Since nobody has [del]fallen on their sword[/del]volunteered to start this week’s MMP, I’ll go.
Not much to say. I’m in the middle of planning this year’s vacation, where VWife and I will head to Indyanner to see families, and we will bring VunderKind back to MerryLande with us for a week.
I’ve been telling him he owes me a metric buttload of bearhugs, and I’m coming to collect.
While we are gone, I will hit the big 5-0. Considering how I (with help of extended family) got my sister for her 40th, I’m just waiting to see what she does to me. It may be lame, or epic enough for a future MMP…
I don’t know what number I am, but maybe she has one of those levers I’ve always wanted that slightly lowers the grass layer under the dirt layer. Like a ratchet, I’ve always wanted a yard with two discrete layers, where the grass raises every so often, then I go outside and just flip a switch.
I hate mowing the yard, and have since childhood. Haven’t touched a lawnmower since moving out of the house.
Number 8 in replies but first in our hearts, you huggy little bear you!
I have some horrible allergy issues so often the Ladyship does the lawnmowing. Her dad was a wannabe Japanese gardener from Germany and she inherited his talent. She uses an electric quiet enough almost to use at 3am so maybe Swampies neighbor is so equipped.
If you weren’t already a mod that laugh would get you appointed. That and the boots. And crop. And hat. Ah heck - you were just made for the job!
(PS - thanks, Twix!)
Howdy Y’all! I am at da cave. My sinuses are all achy and miserable so I gave up and came home. Gonna take me some Benadryl [sup]TM[/sup] in a bit and have a nappy poo. That usually does the trick or at least relieves some of the achiness.
Tonight is men’s night at the church house. Thus, steaks are marinatin’ and beerverages are a’ chillin’. Always a fun time.
donkeybear in follow up to a post from the last MMP. Yes, I did get “appreciated” after doin’ yahd irk at OYKW’s place. However, just to make the point clear, I got appreciated after he paid for dinner. So, take yer pick as to what the “appreciation” was for. Actually I don’t mind doin’ yahd irk. Mind you, it’s not like a favorite thing to do, but I don’t mind doin’ it. As to chores I detest, I really don’t like cave cleanin’, laundry or goin’ to the grocery sto’. However, they must be done so do 'em I do. Alas.
Come up here. I’ve got steaks, benadryl and a lawn that demands more attention than I prefer to give. You’ll probably need to stock up on the other sort of appreciatin’ beforehand, though.
Why does the world torment me so? A machinery shop near here has a Powermatic 66 table saw with a 50" fence up for sale at $1200. This is an investment-grade tool - the kind of thing you could expect to pass on to your kids and have a better than decent chance that they’d be able to pass it to their kids so long as everyone bothers to maintain it. Somewhere in the area of 500 pounds of American-made cast iron. But, I don’t have $1200 laying around, and my stock options at work are worth about $300. Bleah!
Just call me the Bill Wrangler. Keeping track of medical bills could just about be a full-time job, especially when the people in Georgia aren’t fully aware of what the people in North Carolina are doing. Happily, we’ve got it cleared up. For now.
gotti I mow because I have to mow, not because I need to mow.
Sinus achy is feelin’ better. I have a chikin in the slow cooker that I will turn into a chikin pot pie for tomorrow’s and the day after’s dindin. I got me a hankerin’ for a chikin pot pie.
I see two possibilities here. In the book My Anchor Held where Merican servicemen were sequestered at the Hanoi Hilton, they mowed the prison warden’s ‘yard’ with pocketknives. A dozen guys working their way across the yard a blade at a time.
That or someone used an electric mower on your neighbor’s place.
I guess a third could be a sweeping laser beam, long as the yard ain’t too hilly.
I am currently being held down by a 30-pound Schnauzer. Crazy dog has become very needy the last few days. Sometimes I wonder what’s going on in his little doggy brain, and sometimes I just don’t know.
Gotti, I feel your pain about the saw. That happens to me all the time. What’s worse is that Wifey has no sympathy at all. Maybe if it was shoes she would understand?
Need to shift this dog and go get something useful done now.
