This totally looks like Mom and Dad's house in Tennessee. Regardless, this is our weedwacker. Although I have a few problems with this picture: This guy is dressed too nice to be doing yard work. With a yard like that, I hardly believe that he's using a $100 rechargeable weed wacker.
You don't need those huge gloves to protect your dainty hands...you need a strap!!
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Dance med Ulve (don-say med ool-vay) is Norwegian for Dances with Wolves. Though I've never seen the English or Norwegian version, this phrase came to mind as I fire up our new weed wacker.
It's a Black & Decker with a rechargeable battery. It's light, too. I figured I would weed wack our neglected back yard. Sorry, dad I didn't have safety glasses, but I did put on tennis shoes and sunglasses. It was so easy to use and with 2 battery changes got the entire backyard done.
Now for someone who doesn't use any muscles in her body, every muscle in my upper body ached. When I jumped into the shower, I shook so bad trying to squeeze the shampoo. I fix soup for dinner and it was like my arms where made of jell-o. My dear friend Rae Rae would say I had total muscle failure. Who knew I could get a work out from weed wacking.
It's a Black & Decker with a rechargeable battery. It's light, too. I figured I would weed wack our neglected back yard. Sorry, dad I didn't have safety glasses, but I did put on tennis shoes and sunglasses. It was so easy to use and with 2 battery changes got the entire backyard done.
Now for someone who doesn't use any muscles in her body, every muscle in my upper body ached. When I jumped into the shower, I shook so bad trying to squeeze the shampoo. I fix soup for dinner and it was like my arms where made of jell-o. My dear friend Rae Rae would say I had total muscle failure. Who knew I could get a work out from weed wacking.
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In case you were curious as to what muscles are killing me today, check out the pic.
4 comments:
Hi rebecca! I am Holie's friend...and thought I would check out your blog! You are so funny! I was cracking up reading your story! Did you have to hold your elbow with one hand while you massaged the shampoo into your head? Don't ask me how I know that...I have had to do it many times! Who knew you could get well defined muscles from doing yard work!? I once saw a study on how many calories women can burn from scrubbing the floor on thier hands and knees...I don't remember how many it was because I don't ever plan to scrub the floor on my hands an knees! A mop is just fine...or swifer! :)Hope you don't mind that I was checking out your blog!
Nyla,
Of course you are family now :-) Feel free to check it out anytime. If I do say so, I can be funny at times. You can look at my pics from my Okinawa trip at www.rebeccaford.com.
We have 2 dogs, so I don't clean the floors often. Maybe that means I should do them even MORE often.
Chat with you soon!
Rebecca
Hey, nothing looks funny to me. Blake mowed our backyard in VA with the weekwacker in his slippers I bought him to only wear in the house. Ha! BUT that does look just like Mom and Dad's house. However, Dad would be out there on the gator.
I changed my identity once, so now I am AKA rkemisak. I told her to take ibuprofen and stop complaining, I was a yard work crazy person when I lived in Tennessee, now I am not, I have a little dinky yard in Las Vegas and I don't mow the pool in the back. I scoop the neighbors nasty tree out of it though, and I've told her I don't like her tree too.
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