The battle has just begun....

Well it's that time of year again...mowing season! I'm sure you have already noticed that once a week I find it necessary to let all my friends on facebook know that I have mowed my yard. I do this not to brag in a - look at me I'm a mighty woman that mows my yard, kind of way - but in a I survived my yard this week, kind of way.

See, me and my yard have a constant battle that occurs every summer. Well, it has for the past two summers that I have lived in my house. My yard is not full of normal grass. I affectionately call my grass, Amazon grass. I call it this, because at times I feel I would make more progress if I had a Gi-normous blade that I hacked away at the grass. Can you picture what I am meaning here. I see one of those scenes from the movies about a place like the Amazon (hence the name) where the environment is just so thick with greenery and such that you must rake this huge blade back and forth in front of you in order to just walk through. When I am mowing, I picture myself doing this very thing.

A few winters back I had to have my plumbing completely redone. So they had to dig a TON of pipe up making long huge tunnel like holes in my yard. Now most people would be upset and say things like, "Oh no, the grass will be dead when they are done." NOT ME! I was all like "YES! That bloody Amazon grass will be no more now!" I'm going to let you in on a little secret...YOU CAN'T KILL AMAZON GRASS! My friends, it came back...in what seemed like the very next day. The Amazon grass came back. I thought it was a goner....but the grass came back....it just wouldn't stay away!!!!
So this meant another summer of battling with the grass.

This grass means business. It is NOT easy to push through. If I get too much speed going when I push, the mower will quit. It's THAT thick. It is so thick that I have to leave the guard all the way up on the side of the mower where grass spits out. This means that with any small hint of wind, the grass blows ALL OVER ME and usually in my face at times. While I am out there sweating away pushing the mower, the grass is blwoing up all over me. This causes my sensitive skin to just have a fit. So now I am pushing with all my might, getting grass blown in my face, and I'm itching like crazy.

Now this summer I am taking on a new adventure which is called, using the weed-eater! I have never been one to like a weed-eater. I find them quite intimidating...almost scary-like. Now I am not that experienced using this yard tool. Honestly, it is probably quite humerous to watch me use the thing. I stand all uncomfortable looking, holding this thing as far away from me as I can. I fear that I will chop my ankles off with that weird green string. Watching me start this contraption is quite a scene too! My dad has shown me the easiest way he thinks I can start this. Well there is just alot to do all at the same time when starting this thing. Yanking the string in just the right motiona and direction...putting the right amount of choke on the thing....Let's just say it takes me more than one try to get this thing going.

This is why I am so proud of myself each week when I complete this task of managing the Amazon grass, starting the weed-eater, and being brave enough to actually walk around while using the my weed-eater. I reward myself with the use of the leaf blower to blow all the grass off the sidewalk and driveway. Now this is a tool I like to use. You can really feel powerful while walking around with this manageable force in your hands. Love it! I guess I kinda like the whole ordeal. Even though I may talk like the mowing is horrible, it's not. It is just one of my weekly adventures I have on Route 45. One of those things that I will always remember about my house when I am older. It will be one of those stories I tell young people saying...in my day I had to PUSH the mower....through AMAZON GRASS....while it spit grass in my FACE...uphill....BOTH ways!! :)