A few weeks ago, I wanted to do something really nice for JB. I looked around and tried to think of some service I could do that he would really appreciate. I looked outside and thought, "the lawn"! So, I pulled some toys out onto the deck for the kids and revved up the Toro. I remembered my mom telling me to start the mower on a hill, so you can use the momentum of the downhill to help you pull the ripcord(?). haha. You can tell I don't usually mow lawns.
About an hour later, I had a nice, mowed lawn (front and back). It was actually quite a nice little workout for my arms and felt great to get outside and accomplish a project from start-to-finish. The other lovely thing is that unlike vacuuming, where it's messed up the moment you are done, the lawnmower lines are visible for days! It's the small things, I tell you!
JB appreciated the service, but asked that I not mow the lawn again. I did a great job, but apparently my mowing the lawn made him feel like he was shirking his husband-ly responsibilities. :) Today was overcast and cool for the first time in a LONG time. I wanted to get outside and do something, but I didn't want to hunch over and pull weeds. Toro was calling my name...I answered. Is that bad? I only mowed the back! Maybe he won't notice. ;)
P.S. That's not a picture of our backyard, but I thought it was a cool picture!