Wednesday, September 17, 2008

What are my chances for survival?

This is the mistake I was refering to in my last post.
In my defense I was on a riding lawn mower, and I had checked the level of the wheels, but not the blades. I got off as soon as I noticed. Really though what do you think my chances of survival are when my hubby gets home?
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5 comments:

JAMIE said...

Oh Man!!!

J Henrichsen said...

Did you not feel the blades hitting the dirt??? Dulling the blades and ruining the grass all at the same time...

I imagine that is what Danny said when he got home.

Jenae said...

NO!! I DID NOT!! I never cut the grass so I do not know what it is supposed to "feel like" also now I remember him telling me he had to check the blades, cuz he took it around the horse pasture and sparks were flying, and rocks were breaking, so really this was a combined effort. He hasn't come home yet. He will be home from a two week trip tonight. I was trying to be sweet. :)

Tutu said...

Teri says, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Jenae. It looks like the time I cut Danny's hair and the clippers slipped. I cut a good patch of hair, just like you did with the grass."

Tutu says, "This has happened to our lawn in the past (when Uncle Dale did us a favor by mowing it for us). It will grow back. Maybe you should just ask Dan to extend his trip for another two weeks, and he won't even know what happened."

C. Stover said...

Hey, Jeff said that he thought it was great that you were out there doing the work! As for me, has a 'stylish' edge type look...I am digging deep here. =) At least you have 'real grass' and it grows!