There's a Snake in my Boot

OK, not really, but Brent did see a snake in our yard when he mowed the lawn for the first time. Hilarious. This is what I imagined he looked like. (Yes, I totally made him reenact it when I got home from work.)

He did admit that he basically danced around trying to keep away from the snake all while holding on to the lawn mower. I'm so upset that I missed it. ("It" = Brent's reaction, not the snake.)

Although shopping for a lawn mower and weed-eater is not my idea of a fun way to spend the weekend, it is pretty exciting (for now) to get started on our lawn. Brent, being the manly man that he is, will be in charge of the lawn mowing and weed-eating, but I will be out there helping control the chaos that is our flower beds. We aren't quite ready to fully dive in to our front yard efforts, but we've definitely got a Game Plan: Get Heather and Kelly McGugan to come in town and put them to work. 


Good plan, right? I thought so.

Here's what we are starting with:

We'd like to repaint the shutters and front door, tame the flower bed, add some path lights and add tons and tons of plants. And of course, Brent would like to power-wash the steps and pathway. It's the manly thing to do. 


Until next time...