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| Do not adjust your screen, that grass is up to LoLo's shins. |
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| One change of clothes later...and he's done. |
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| The final product |
Today, I can barely move.
When I get rich, I am hiring landscapers. And housekeepers. And cooks.
I better start getting rich.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Yard Work: The Sequel
So remember a few months ago when I confessed that LoLo and I were those neighbors who were a little bit lazy slow about cleaning up the lawn? Well, we honestly haven't gotten any better about it. Check out the evidence below.
LoLo mowed about half the lawn, I did the other half. He weed whacked the flowerbeds and the little areas we couldn't get to with the mower. I hand weeded the flower beds. I washed and scrubbed the porch and stairs. He swept the patio. Bronx watched. Very attentively, I might add.
Today, I can barely move.
When I get rich, I am hiring landscapers. And housekeepers. And cooks.
I better start getting rich.
Today, I can barely move.
When I get rich, I am hiring landscapers. And housekeepers. And cooks.
I better start getting rich.
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2 comments:
I don't know why you didn't hire that lawn boy that Aunt Marta uses! I hear he does fantastic work and barely charges anything.
It looks so nice!
I just moved into a new house a few weeks ago and the garden is like a jungle!! I sent my husband into it with a weed whacker. It took him all day to get through it! Now I have to go out there and pull weeds but I've been procrastinating something fierce. I need landscapers too :)
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