I'm doing my best to keep up with Shoot Me, so here is the post I owed on Thursday. I was ready with it, but I've been having trouble finding time to sit down to post. As I threatened earlier, I finally handed the camera to one of the kids to get proof that I am, in fact, mowing the lawns.
Buttercup took these pictures for me Monday. As you can see, the weather is gorgeous.
The lawn mower holds many mysteries for me. This was the first year I bagged rather than mulched and figuring out when the catcher was full enough to be dumped without being too full for me to lift was a bit of a challenge.
There was a crispness in the air, so I took a sweatshirt that Mr. R had given me when I realized I had no "icky" clothes. I cut out the collar and cut off the sleeves, then I cut up the middle and made a grungy cardigan for yard work. The outfit was stellar! Baggy overalls, a pink t-shirt, the grungy cardigan, my leather work gloves, and my beloved boots from Big R.
Why are my boots beloved? I bought them for turning the compost and digging in the garden. Then I discovered another added benefit. These magical boots make it become a non-issue when my young son fails to do a thorough job handling the dog messes. Yep...non-issue. I just hose them off and I'm good to go. No swearing, no frustration, no stress. 
All from a pair of $10 rubber boots. What a deal!
3 comments:
Oh yes you gotta love those wellie-type boots. I have a pair that are all sorts of brightly colored stripes!
What a nice get-up you got there. We all bought "Wellies" when we moved to England because they are a must in the often rainy weather. I haven't put them on yet since we moved back in the middle of March. I am waiting, though, to sport my pink, floral rubber boots as soon as I get the chance.
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You go, girl!!! :)
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