Slaying The Dragons

I'm taking a break from working in the back yard. I was slaying the dragon better known as the black berry sticker bushes. The big one by the back fence was coming over from my neighbors' yard. I have three azaleas that grow against that portion of fence. My neighbor has let the back of his yard go natural which means black berry bushes are his version of a hedge. I don't mind ... really ... I don't.



I decided to go with my whacking tool and see what I could do. I whacked away and got a big chunk. While getting it to go over the other side of the fence, I have lots of woods on the other sides of my fence ... it's a weird fence line ... I got it good on my hand. Being the child that I am, I decided that meant I needed a cool drink and a big break from working on the disaster, better known as my wild back yard.

Yes, I know all too well that I have two teenagers. Where are they ? Helping their father clean his boat. Why am I not on the boat ? Didn't feel like it. Have I changed my mind ? No, I haven't. I wanted to stay home with my girls' and work on the weeds a bit. And, yes, I'm a bit out of my mind. Aren't I ?


Who would pick weeding and slaying the dragons instead of waxing the boat ? OK, I wouldn't be waxing it. I'd be the one with a drink in hand enjoying the cool breeze while they slaved away. If I'd actually gone with them, it would have been hot as ... and no breeze in sight. So, I think I made the best decision. After all, I have a cool drink and a breeze. I bet I could find some wax around this house somewhere.

I am now going to look up what nettles look like. Yes, I found those too. Don't think I touched them while I whacked away but I am a bit itchy ...

I called my H ... also known as Mr. Boat Man, to let him know that his hot tub parts had arrived. They were on the front porch when I went to get the mail. Which I normally only do in the car, since we have a long driveway and I'm old and all. Today I decided to walk my weedy lane, pulling this one and the other along the way.

My daughter, who's home from her first year at college, Cornell .. had to say that cause damn it was hard to get in to and well, it's costing us so much mu la, anyway, she answers and says that Dad isn't a Happy Boat Man. I ask, "why not", trying not to giggle ... the boat it seems "won't start". Imagine that one for a moment or two. That would not make Mr. Boat Man happy at all. He had the engine fixed last year. I know he did, I was the one handing him tools. The engine is a step inside, down a ladder, type of duel engine. Not being an engine gal, I think it looks like it should start but I can't even start the lawn mower, so what do I know. She goes on to tell me that, "we probably won't be as long as we thought".


I went out to the back porch with the girls' ... the girls' are my dogs, Bella and Maddy Jean. I told them that we were having a better day than Mr. Boat Man and his teenagers. They just panted at me ... being the silly puppies that they are.


I was sitting with my Newcastle Brown Ale while enjoying the warmth of the yellow stuff. It has gotten lost on the way to Vegas or Texas and I get to enjoy it for a while. I'm sure the rain will find it's way back to me but for now, I just need the hot tub fixed and I'm in Sin City or Long Horn Heaven.

Oh, one last thing before I go back out back, I saw a Flutterby. The first one of the Season. I'm sure you all know what a Flutterby is ... right. Yellow and black and it flew by me and teased me just a bit. I was so thrilled and thrilled I don't normally do ... being an old lady. My Mom taught me well.



Right after that, when I was telling the girls what I saw, a ... get ready for this one ... Dragon Fly buzzed by me. A blue one too. I like blue just look at my list. I tell ya it's been a Dragon of a Day and I'm going to go back out back and finish my Newcastle Brown Ale.


I think my day wins ... don't you ?