Off the Record

I have come to the conclusion that mowing a lawn is like shaving my legs; only more fun and less time consuming. However, mowing is equally as challenging, dangerous (body parts could get cut open) and detrimental to my social life if I don’t do it. Row after row you complete, making sure not to miss a spot, and, if you do, you’re sure to experience the wrath of your boyfriend…or the man whose house your taking care of while he’s on vacation. Society rarely excepts missed spots or shotty work. “The blade was dull!” you say in defense. But it doesn’t work like that. No one cares if you were in a hurry or if the surface was uneven or if the moisturizer was out. You either do it right or not at all.