We have not had any rain for the last twenty four hours so I jumped on the riding mower and got after the tall grass on the outside of our fence all along our road. When I went out to get the paper yesterday and saw all the goatheads (stickers, big freakin' painful stickers) I knew that the mowing had to be high on the outdoor priority list. If you live out in the country around here you have to fight them all the time. We had them beat back pretty good in the areas inside the fence but it seems like if you don't or can't mow for a couple of weeks, there they are, waiting for you when you go to weed or weed eat and, dang, they hurt when you get 'em stuck in your fingers or when you kneel in the garden to weed and get them in your knees or your seat if you sit back on your heels and find you have picked them up in the legs of your jeans. And if my fur babies get in them I always get stuck trying to get them out of their fur. Chloe, my older baby, will stop where ever she is and hold up her paw with that "Mommy, help" look in her eyes. SueSue will gimp and go and I have to call her down so she will stop and let me get it out. So I gave up an afternoon of Olympics and mowed as much as I could without getting stuck in some of the low spots, but I'm back at the 'puter, in front of the television and ready to root on the U.S. in whatever is on tonight.
And, yes, we are supposed to get more rain tomorrow, so I did good getting off my lazy butt!!
Hope you all have a good day.