Isn't Love Grand?

Whew~ Mr. Wonderful came home last night, and to the best of my knowledge he didn't read my blog...or did he? He complimented me on the yard, and how it looked...I like compliments... it's almost as good as telling me that the outfit I was wearing makes me look thin!



So we sit and have our usual "how was your day" conversation. He tells me how tired he is, and what a busy day at work it was... I told him, I'm tired...I think it's heat exhaustion... it was so darn hot out today! I told him everything I did...mowed the grass with the push mower, all the yard work, I even cleaned "his" garage, and he says out of the pink...do you want to learn how to drive the tractor? As I sit there with a scared look on my face, and this vision in my mind of me on the big boy I have to think to myself what do I say? Hey wait, let me go change out of designer clothes go git on my overalls? Sure... I want to learn how to drive a lawn tractor...Um, get me a beer... as I am humming again the tune to Green Acres! Can't get that song out of my head! Gee, I wonder why~



He then says, I'm not kidding...do you want me to show you how to drive it? I had to think about this one really long and hard, and have a couple more Miller's to get my courage up. I finally said, Sure honey.... Thinking I would use the reverse psychology because what man wants a woman to play with his new toy?



C'mon he says...I'll pull it out of the garage for you...oh my gosh, he's not kidding! He's really going to show me how to drive it! I'm scared half to death at this point, but of course not going to let him know that...Get me another beer!

Now I don't like to drive a car, let alone this thing that I am about to get on, not in. No seat belts, no air conditioning, no radio, no DVD player oh...but it has a drink holder! Perfect! I'm ready to rock and roll or um, mow...

So, Mr. Wonderful shows me everything there is to know about starting this bad boy up, and how to maneuver it. Here's the gas to make it go, here's the brake to make it stop. And here's the place were I set my beer...BTW honey, can you get me another one?

Now I am off and mowing like I am a pro! Proud to be an American on a mower! Look at me! Oh yeah, and then I see the neighbor out mowing his lawn, and I'm thinking...wanna race? hehe! Yippee! Forgetting here I am on this tractor, in a dress...what was he thinking? New neighbor must be a city folk? Oh well...

I only made a few trips around the yard, but it felt good...actually after I told Mr. Wonderful I liked the "vibration" I don't think he's going to let me mow the lawn because, hey... I'd mow everyday!