Hey, you know when having your husband lie to you is a good thing? When he makes you believe that you will be returning from a week-long vacation to a barren wasteland of a backyard when, in fact, you are returning to a garden oasis, complete with grass. Grass, people! Now I know how the Jewish people felt when they crossed over into the promised land.
Although, I wasn’t fleeing thousands of years of persecution nor did I wander in the desert for forty years so; that is a really bad analogy.
But, I sure do like my new yard!
The kids were likewise thrilled with their new playground and grass seems to be the equivalent of Puppy Crack as far as the dog is concerned; he races from one end of the yard to the other, rolls around two or three times, runs back to where he started and sniffs the grass before starting the process over again. If grass really is Puppy Crack, we could make a killing selling admission to the neighborhood dogs. On second thought, the entertainment value of seeing dogs high on grass would wear off almost as quickly as the grass would be ruined so; maybe we’ll just keep this discovery to ourselves.
Besides being a puppy paradise, the new yard also appears to attract mosquitoes in far greater numbers than we have previously seen; I watered the garden yesterday and returned to the house with welts too numerous to count. The recent rain could be to blame for the sudden population explosion but; I tend to believe that the sheer awesomeness of the yard is what did it.
The sheer awesomeness of my husband goes without saying.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
While You Were Away