Today was "learn to mow the lawn" day over at Leaf Blower and Mullet Mom's. There's nothing better than looking out the window over a sandwich to see a sweaty and shirtless Leaf Blower teaching the kid how to mow the lawn. And believe you me, it was a sight.
Because Leaf Blower is a communist when it comes to his lawn (um, and basically everything else), you might imagine that the lines must be perfectly straight. So, as No-Neck finished each row and turned the mower around, fat, sweaty, SHIRTLESS (and hairy) Leaf Blower would rush over, bending sideways to see if the line was, indeed, straight. He'd put his hand out, close one eye, and squint just to make sure.
Seriously. Their kid is 10. My someday spouse is 32 and he doesn't even mow the lawn in straight lines. Christ.
Of course, in some small way, this is probably just punishment for their kid who was recently seen riding his bike through the neighborhood with his mother, screaming at her that she was stupid the entire time; like, really screaming. So loudly, that my friend actually called me about it to tell me.
I know, we're pathetic.
In other news, I've been a busy chicky, which is why I haven't been around the blogosphere lately. I had a quick turn copyedit assignment that I cranked out over the weekend, spending the one sunny day we've had in 2 months cooped up in my office. Other than that, nothing all that exciting going on. The last few weeks of the summer will be, hopefully, uneventful.
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