So I wasn't at work yesterday. And I wasn't at work today. See, being the awesome child that I am, I took a few days off to come up to my mom's place (she lives on a lake) and help her get the house ready for the summer. Sure, this may seem like a nice gesture, but I figure if I sacrafice one looonnngg weekend at the start of boating season, then I can kick back and relax the rest of the summer. (Sadly, this rarely ever actually works - think about it, grass doesn't stop growing just because you mowed it once!)
If it was legal in the US to marry an inanimate object, I would have run away to Vegas this weekend with my power washer. Yesterday I washed everthing that wasn't nailed down (and somethings, like the deck, which were). And since my dog needed a bath, I thought about using it on him, but chances are the ASPCA wouldn't have agreed with that tactic.
There is a reason why your garden doesn't look as nice as my mom's - You don't have a daughter who at the ripe old age of 28 still enjoys playing in dirt. So quit trying to out-do us. It ain't going to happen.
The braintrust that Home Depot obtains their employees from must be drying up. It took three guys about 20 minutes to figure out how to get my new grill into the back of a Chevy Tahoe. Granted, it's a pretty big grill, but you would have thought they were attempting to shove a casket into a Miata. (Strange visual - yeah, but I went there.)
The main reason I came up to my mom's this weekend was because our pontoon boat was going to be put in the lake. Guess what, it didn't happen because they can't get it to start. I knew I was super smart when I spent my 8th grade graduation money on a canoe.
My mom won the Mother of the Year Award because while I was washing off the 6 lbs of dirt from gardening in her amazing shower (waterfall shower heads will change you as a person) she brought me a beer. I don't know if you have ever had the joy of drinking a cold beer in the shower after a hard day of working outside, but it is as close to heaven as I have ever come. Seriously, try it sometime and report back.
Well, I am back in the office tomorrow, so we shall see what amazing things I missed while I was gone... like what new type of chips have been put in the vending machine.
~ The Office Scribe
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you get daughter of the year award!
my hubby used to jump into the shower with a nice cold one after a long days work and felt the same exact way you did.
I MUST marry your mother.
Please tell me she is hot.
Hell, beers delivered in the shower, I don't even care about the hotness that much.
My mom is not hot, but as you can tell, super cool.
But I don't think I want to refer to you as Dad. Too weird.
You can call me Daddy then.
You know you want too.
LMAO
You are a good daughter. :) I'm sure you're mom appreciated all your help.
BTW - if you used that power wash on your dog, he'd look like a hairless chihuahua. Maybe you're into that look, I don't know.....
One of the best beers I ever had was when I was 15 or 16. I was on our lawn tractor, cutting the grass on a hot August afternoon.
As I swung past the house, there stood my dad with a beer in his hand, holding it out for me like he was handing water to a marathon runner.
It was the perfect beer.
Oooh, so now we are talking perfect beers...
I will have to think about that.
OH! Cold beer in the shower totally = the best thing ever!!!
Drinking in the shower...LETS GET MARRIED! Can I eat bacon in the shower too?
please say yes.please say yes.please say yes.please say yes.please say yes.please say yes.
All the talk about perfect daughter and mother... Where are the pictures of your work? Really love to see them!
I see my office 8 hours a day - no pics
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