RECIPE FOR ABSOLUTE FRUSTRATION:
Buy an acre and a half on a hilly, slopey damn lot, add 187 year old house, stir in a limited budget, fold in a not-so-handy husband and that my friends is the recipe for an overgrown lawn.
As luck would have it it, our saviour neighbor is God on earth and fixed our riding mower and now spousal unit is actually mowing the lawn.
It's the little things...
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Many years ago, when dh was in graduate school *and working full-time at a sweatshop firm, *and we had 2 daughters under 4, our riding mower died. It was taking dh 6 hours every Saturday to mow our huge property with a push mower (we couldn't afford to replace the rider). Our next-door neighbor used to wait until he saw me leave the house and then he'd sneak over and mow our lawn for us. I *still love him for that!
ANN! Your Spousal Unit sent me the link to your blog, in response to me sending the link to my own. (Czech it out.) I am now fifty shades of green with envy at your AWESOME crib - looks fantastic and so reflects your magic decorating touch.
Even if we can't manage to see each other more than once every few years or so, we can at least keep in touch via cyberspace, yes? yes?
Love this. I'll be back. Now run on over to www.soupisnotafingerfood.com and read all about it. Hurry - supplies are limited! Act now!
Oh, and not for nothing? But we basically had the exact same house during our 6 months in exile in the Keystone State... except, it was 10 years old instead of centuries. And, certainly, had about 0.00000872 of the charm of your lovely abode.
PS, I can't figure out how to sign in with Open ID, which would link directly to my wordpress blog. the account that pops up here is defunct.
Hi. Great job with the hassock. Have you started any exterior painting yet - just curious.
Hi... I recently moved from Chester County, PA to Georgia... and I am homesick!!!! Your wonderful blog makes me feel connected... keep those pictures coming.
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