Archive | April, 2008

Grass Cutting

26 Apr

So, I moved in on Labor Day weekend (Friday, to be exact) this last year. It was also in September that I purchased a lawn mower. I even bought gas. BUT, I didn’t cut my grass.

The grass in the front yard wasn’t that bad. This is because most of it’s dead. No, I didn’t kill it. My yard is shaped in such a way that it collects water. So, with all the rain we had this year, you can imagine what my front yard looked like. Let’s just say it’s very mossy.

My backyard, on the other hand, is lush and tropical. So, it was quite tall.

Last Saturday, I decided it was time. I went out to my garage, walked over to the lawn mower and made up my mind to tackle the project. First on the list was getting the thing ready.

I began by pouring gasoline into it. That was easy enough. Then I had to add oil. I pulled out the little dip stick thing and saw that it was way below the line. So, I poured in the oil…waited a while…and measured again. Still not enough. So, I poured in the oil…waited a while…and measured again. Still not enough. This went on for a while, but I eventually managed to pour enough oil into the machine.

My next hurdle was choosing between bagging or mulching (I guess that’s the word). I was leaning toward the bagless option, but I couldn’t figure out how to put on the side shoot thing. So, I decided to bag it.

The mower was ready.

So, I opened my garage and wheeled the thing out. Now I was ready to start it. I remembered that there was a primer button on the thing (I had read the manual last September). So, I searched for it and found the button. It had a nice little sticker by it telling me what to do. I pushed it firmly for one second and released. I had to do this three times. I then went to pull the start cord.

The thing didn’t budge. I thought, oh great. I tried the primer button again. Then pulled the cord. No luck. That thing wasn’t moving.

So, I went inside to see if I could find the manual. I looked everywhere. Nope. Couldn’t find it.

I went back outside to again try to start the thing. No luck. By this point I wondered what my neighbors were thinking. I again went back inside, leaving my mower in the front lawn.

By this time I was upset. I decided to see if I could find the operator’s manual online. So, I went upstairs to my computer and started searching. I had to go back outside two more times to see if I could a. figure out the name of the model and b. find the model number. Thankfully, the mower had lots of stickers on it with all of the necessary information.

I was convinced the neighbors were laughing at me.

Finally, I found the correct manual for my machine. I went to the section on how to start the thing. Apparently, you have to engage the blade by pulling the lever when you go to start the thing. So, I did this and it started quite easily. Victory was mine!

The front yard was easy to mow. Once I finished the front, I moved on to the side yard. The side yard was a piece of cake. And I finished in no time. Then it was time for the back yard.

The grass in the back was so long, I could barely open the gate. But, I opened it and continued with my mowing. I had only mowed a small section of the back when my mower died. I realized what had happened right away. I killed my lawnmower after only 3/4 of a use.

Ok, I didn’t kill it. The grass was too tall and I had clogged the thing. So, I ended up raising it to its highest setting, shaking it violently to get out all the grass and was back to mowing in no time.

I ended up having to mow my back yard twice…once on a very high setting, then on a more normal setting. I filled up four garbage bags worth of grass. But, I finally finished the job.

I don’t think I’ll be mowing this weekend. However, I did read that it’s recommended that you cut your grass twice a week. Haha! No, no. This weekend I’ll be edging. Until next time…

Home Tonight

11 Apr

Just wanted to share some song lyrics with everyone. “Home Tonight” is a song done by Chris Rice. I think everyone can relate to it in some way or form. It is sort of a modern take on the Prodigal Son. I think there are moments in our lives when we stop and realize we’re not living how we should be living. However, we can be hopeful. We will always be welcomed home (no matter where we’ve been)!

I’ve come to my senses
How did I get so far from home
The lies dissipating
Revealing I’m so alone
And I remember now how strong love can be
And I wonder how did I ever leave

Burn your fire on the altar
Leave a candle on the porch
I’m still too far away to see it
But I’m aching for its warmth
And I’m so tired and cold and dark and lonesome
But still I hear your song inside
So sing it louder if you want me home tonight
Sing it loud now, ‘cause I’m comin’ home tonight

This isn’t the first time
I’ve wandered away from home before
You’d have every reason
To slam and dead-bolt the door
But I remember now how strong your love can be
And I wonder how you might welcome me

Burn your fire on the altar
Leave a candle on the porch
I’m still too far away to see it
But I’m aching for its warmth
And I’m so tired and cold and dark and lonesome
But still I hear your song inside
So sing it louder if you want me home tonight
Sing it loud now, ‘cause I’m comin’ home tonight

Into your arms, to my back yard
Where I used to play
How I miss the days…

So burn your fire on the altar
Leave a candle on the porch
I’m still too far away to see it
But I’m aching for its warmth
And I’m so tired and cold and dark and lonesome
But still I hear your song inside
So sing it louder if you want me home tonight
Sing it loud now, ‘cause I’m comin’ home tonight

Southern Adventures

5 Apr

So, a few weeks back it was snowing and cold in Louisville, Kentucky. That was about the time a couple of friends and I decided it was time to visit the great state of Florida.

The plan was to leave on a Wednesday night after work. We would pack up our things and drive through the night. Now, when I say “we”, I really mean everyone, but me. Our arrival time would be the following Thursday morning. We would have Thursday, Friday and Saturday on the beach. And we would head back Sunday. Sounds pretty perfect, right?

Well, nothing is ever “perfect”…so as you can expect, we faced a few challenges. We left after work on Wednesday around 7:30PM. Once we had been on the road for a while we decided to stop and grab some dinner. Naturally, we opted for something light (preparing for our bathing suit attire)…so we ate at Taco Bell. I ate a giant burrito. Okay, so when I say “light”, I really mean hydrogenated oil-soaked goodness.

After dinner, I did my best to stay awake. But, I had the whole back seat to myself. It wasn’t long before I found myself drifting off to sleep. “Drifting off to sleep” sounds so peaceful. Sleeping in the car is never peaceful. Let’s just say, I had a forehead print on the window that I was propped up against. Guess we hit a pot hole.

Anyway, the ride down was smooth…well except for breaking down in Nowhere Florida (aka Jasper). Thankfully, one of my friend’s had AAA. Bobby Joe (for anonymity sake) with Dennis’ Garage came and towed the car. Yes, we had to be towed like 30 miles down the road. It’s amazing to think about the conversation we had while riding with Bobby. He couldn’t have been a nicer guy…aside from pulling a shotgun on his neighbor. But there was good reason for that…his neighbor was insisting he cut his (not the neighbor’s) grass. Wouldn’t you pull out a shotgun?

Anyway, we made it to Lake City, Florida. Most of our Thursday morning was spent at Kings Tire. But, hey, the sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. AND, they had GREAT coffee. It sounds strange, I know. But, I had a good time.

We eventually made it to St. Petersburg. Once we were there and settled into our hotel rooms, we decided to get something eat. We spotted an IHOP and again partook in a “light” meal. After food, we returned to the hotel and lounged around the pool for the rest of the day. Did I mention the weather was beautiful? Cause it was.

On Friday morning, we ran some errands at Target. I had to get some sun screen. I picked up SPF 75 and was immediately made fun of…so I opted for the SPF 50 (peer pressure). We ate lunch at Panera (half a sandwich and a giant smoothie…don’t worry I think it was with low-fat ice cream). We stopped for gas, broke down again, got towed to a dealership, rented a killer Honda Accord and were on our way to the beach.

The next two days were filled with lounging, burning, beach soccer and football, eating, more burning, jet skiing, Uno playing, sleeping and burning. It was great!! The burning actually wasn’t all that bad. Thanks to my SPF 50, I didn’t even blister. However, I did have one slight glitch. Apparently, my armpits did not get the necessary sunscreen coverage. So, yes, I burnt my armpits. Thankfully, I brought my aloe vera gel with me and applied such gel to my armpits twice a day.

Now my armpits are tan…I look like I have dirty armpits. Oh well. At least I have tan lines. Haha!

We drove back all day Sunday and I didn’t sleep a wink. Of course I regretted that choice come Monday afternoon when I was about to fall asleep at my desk. But, that’s okay. We had gotten in around 1AM (BTW, the car was fixed at the dealership).

All in all it was a good time. We certainly hit a few speed bumps along the way, but it helped us appreciate the 80 degree weather, cloudless sky and sandy beach that much more.

Until next time…

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