Evenin' Folks. Been a pseudo-busy day today. The riding mower stopped running after I finished the lawn last week. So after lunch, I tore the fender panels off of it to get to the motor. I still cant figure it out. Air filter is clean, pulled the spark plug and it had fuel on it, tested the plug, still has a nice blue spark and no build up on the electrode, put my finger over the plug hole and felt plenty of compression. So sometime next week, Im hoping to get it up to the repair
shop so they can replace the magneto. Its about the only thing left I can think of. If thats not it, and its going to be an expensive repair, we're just going to go to Home Depot to pick up a new John Deer. We dont want to max out our Lowes card and Home Depot keeps getting paid off, so our limit on it is over $4000.
So today, after giving up on trying to fix the mower, I pulled out the old reliable push mower. Mowing nearly an acre with a push mower isnt nearly as fun as it sounds. If you dont believe me, just ask me. I'll tell ya. Anywho, I let the dogs and the kids run around the yard all afternoon while I was mowing. Got done, brought them inside, and started dinner. I was planning on fixing spaghetti, but when I got done with the yard, I didnt feel like cooking. TV dinners for the kids ensued. After I sat down after slaving over dinner, Charli puked. Dont worry. Shes not sick like Cocoa was (who hasnt gotten sick in two days and is back on her regular food and no more meds to take, doing MUCH better!). I think Charli thought it would be fun to pretend she was a goat or cow or some other grazing animal. She had more grass pieces in her puke than I had in the front yard. So after all the running around and fresh air and barfing, you think she would be tired? Nope. Shes got her rope toy slinging it around, hitting me in the legs wanting me to play with her. Im telling you FV, she would give Victor a run for his money.
Now I get to put some kids to bed, find something for myself to eat for dinner, fix my lunch for tomorrow, and by then it should be bed time.
Does she make you go to bed when she gets home??
Not really. I always have the option of going to the mancave and stay up all night. But when she has to go to work the next morning, I need to be able to function well enough to take care of the hellions. Going to bed when she gets home ensures that I get enough sleep.
Wish we'd get rain here...we need it...
Its not raining in FL?!?!?
I just told Mr. V about another wall that needs to go. He's standing in the kitchen covering his ears, yelling lalalalalalalala, can't hear you, lalalalalalala.....
hehehe. I do that to my wife all the time. Like when she tells me I need a shower. Or asks for my opinion on clothes. Or when she tells me to bring my teeth.
I wish...I will however be in Hilton Head that week.
After a pit stop in Clover, SC right?!? We're just off of I85 or I77. Just sayin'.
Oh sheesh. We have one 10 minutes away. You guys keep talking like this and I'll have chickens before you know it. Lenny will think I've gone off my rocker for sure.
Why does Bruce Willis in the Whole Ten Yards come to my mind?