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I don't belive first roommate has ever spoken truer words.

We did yard work this Saturday.  And, by yard work I don't mean the usual 'mow and pull the weeds in the cracks between stones' bit.  F.R. pulled the vines off the fence almost the entire way around the yard.  She busted out the saw and cut down a couple of weed-trees growing by the front fence.  I did the mowin' thing, and then we both tackled the front walk.

As we weeded between the bricks, with their sad, crumbly mortar; we talked about what needed to be done to maintain our 4 hours of work in the future.  I'm not a big fan of toxic chemicals in the yard, but we decided on a weed killer, before the rest of that mortar goes the way of the dodo.  We also needed an outdoor broom, because after the weeding there was a ton of dirt and stuff everywhere.  Then we thought about the rest of the yard.  Two trees with low-hanging branches meant a long-handled clipper to lop them off with.

So, after we spent 4 hours pulling, mowing, cutting, etc. F.R. ran to the Home Despot and bought stuff.  I was heading out to a party with third roommate, but when presented with the new tree clipper, I responded with a very Buffy-esque "Ooh, Shiny!" and proceeded to go out and lop off a few branches in my skirt and ballet flats, my belly button hanging out for God and the whole neighborhood to see.

Sunday I went out all on my lonesome, and cut down the rest of the branches in question.  Also, at some point Sunday I came into contact with...Something evil.  Still not sure if it was the bugs or a plant, but I'm covered in welts and red splotches.  And, I bruised my upper arm using the clipper.

You should see the lawn, though.  If only I had 'before' pics.  It looks about a million times better.  And, evidently yard work other than mowing can be useful exercise.  I'm certainly sore, so I must have gotten a work out.

Hoping everyone had an excellent weekend!