...is a joy for as long as it takes a hobbitwife to find her tape measure and PROVE to a nonplussed world that she IS NOT CRAZY!
seriously? eight and a half inches long?! what a load of... small nuggets! ::sigh::okay. i'm moving on now. for real.
remember this picture from several weeks ago?
once my parsimonious opinions had been countered by the general populous and the nuggets and i had reached a tentative detente, there still remained to me the arduous task of troweling forty feet of boxwood hedge back to respectability. my thirty-four week pregnant self was not looking forward to it.last weekend, the task was completed. and i did not a whit of it.
behold, my knight in shining work shirt!
while i and my fish-tail weed "popper" harvested dandelions from the front lawn (this is the world's easiest and most therapeutic outdoor chore), the selfless mayor of michael delving spent hours turning sod, pulling up tufts of angry crabgrass, and finally spreading the much-maligned small nuggets so that his hobbitwife did not have to! here is the finished product. and while i'm certainly still getting used to it...
...the small nugget look is finally starting to grow on me.
thank you, hobbitses! you are my hero!
