Unexpected Baby Sitting Gig

Continuing down memory lane, and this journal entry is about how the boy assumes his parents don’t hae anything planned…ever. The day in question started with me being awaken by the man of the house sitting out on the couch talking with his dad. I don’t know what the conversation was about but one thing

What A Good Play Date, Walk And A Mow Can Do

Continuing down memory lane and this journal entry is just about the joy of spending time with your grandson and watching him laugh and play and enjoy being on a lawnmower with this grandpa. The day in question started with the man of the house getting me up early to feed the baby which I

Accidently Starting A Fire

Well, I’m still going through my journal entries and I came across the journal entry where I accidently started a fire. The day started out with a nice morning being had with the boy’s. Mid day, the boy’s took the boy’s car to the body shop. He’s done so much work on it and it

Even The Rental Is A Piece Of Crap

I am still working my way through my journal where I came across the journal entry concerning the Slocum’s being forced to rent a lawn mower seeing as ours will only make eight swipes before the mower deck shuts itself off. I am so over it. The man of the house has finally taken the

Lown Mowing Season Is Here

Continuing down memory lane, I came across the journal entry where our lawn mower doesn’t want to do it’s job and I’m over it. The day starts out as normal with the boy’s leaving to do there thing as normal which leaves me to go about my daily chores. I am starting to sound like

Back And Forth I Go With Little Results

Continuing down memory lane, I came across the journal entry where I was running back and forth from our house to our local town and I was highly annoyed. The day started as the others before. The boy is headed out and the man of the house is headed out to his friend’s junk yard

When It Rains, It Pours, Literally

As I was going through my journal, I noticed we are still on lock-down and under so much restrictions due to covid, I wonder if I’m actually living in the right century. After being cooped in for over three months to “flatten the curve” and wearing these masks in the dead heat of the summer

Porta John Drama

We are still dealing with no electic, I can’t even tell ya what day we are on but it’s the drama that keeps on giving….giving nothing but sh$t and ain’t even sorry about it. We were suppose to get our new pole electic box (it has a poper name but I don’t know it nor

Mother-In-Law And Her Run Away Vehicle

It’s that time of the year! Mowing season is upon us. However, this year, I am looking forward to it more than I ever have being stuck inside. I need fresh air! Being inside is starting to become claustrophobic, so bring on the grass! And grass I’ve got. I got it coming out my earlobes.

Could This Be The End As We Know It?

Summer is moving along, the boy is still has a broken hand, the man of the house is working good, and me, well, estatic actually. I think I’ve done the unthinkable. I think I will have the last laugh where Betsy, our snapper riding lawn mower is concern. I’ve broken her, for real this time.