note to self: rose bushes

if you look closely,
you'll see snow falling through my window.
note to self: trim rose bushes BEFORE it snows next year.
ay-yigh-yigh!
now it's cold,
and i have no desire to go out there and do it.
must.
must get out there and do it.
before the snow weighs the bushes down.

trimming or pruning, whichever.

there's something about laundry that makes me feel right at home.
the sound of the washer and dryer running makes the entire house feel cozy.
i think we finally found our routine.
...
and i trimmed our tree last night.
ended up COVERED in aphids.
literally from head to toe.
it was gross.
and sean informed me tonight that it's called "pruning," not trimming.
whichever.
you got the point.

wish i had a before picture.

it was fun.

leave it to beaver

just remember,
there are NO stupid questions.
how do i fix this??
spray?
weed wacker?
edger?

i feel like i'm in leave it to beaver.
but in color.
i hope the neighbors haven't seen me in my underwear yet.
after living in a basement for 3 1/2 years,
i sometimes forget that people can see in my windows now.
especially at night.
oops.

it took 5-46 gallon bags of grass to call this baby of a yard mowed.

i did not mow it.

but it took 2 hours.

i am both proud and ashamed to say i had someone else mow it while the once was scout master was at work.

i've never been so glad i've paid someone to do something in my life.

well, maybe as glad as when i paid someone to give me an epidural.

that was pretty great too.

note: no baby was harmed in the mowing of the grass.