We bit the bullet this weekend.
We known own (gulp), a lawnmower, a weedwhacker, some weed killer, two heavy duty 14 amp extension cords and the coil.
We also bought the one of the four hardware/wall-mounted baby gates we still need to buy and install. We received the soft, removable one as a shower gift. We bought the extra-tall top of the stairs one because it was on sale at L.owe's.
A lawnmower. Phuck.
Frightening, but I am more freaked out by the thought of us owning a lawnmower and weedwhacker than us having a child.
Dr. J, what does this say about us? (Other than "MOVE TO A TOWNHOUSE").
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