Thursday, August 26, 2010

last night, i helped patrick cut the grass next door. and by helped, i mean i whined until he told me i could do it in my flip flops, then he taught me how to push a mower properly and i cut one long strip across his yard. he let me go along my merry little way after that.

when he finished the part of the yard i didn't get to (about 99% of it) then he set up the hammock and pulled out the beer. i hammocked and he sat and we drank. we went inside once the fire died and the mosquitoes had taken over.

it felt like such a summer thing to do.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i had a friend once who lost a couple toes mowing the lawn in flip flops... we now call him "No-toe".... just sayin...