I paid a kid $8 to mow our lawn and he took off to "go get his mower," never to return. In his defense, it started raining. Also, who pays a kid to mow the lawn before he mows it?*
I ate a bunch of undercooked brown rice. I guess I took it out of the rice cooker too soon. It was really chewy, and I imagine it is still cooking right now, judging by the way my gut feels.
Viola took a very soft face-plant into my open laptop. The curve of the Mac left an imprint on her nose for a few hours. She hasn't quite mastered this sitting-up thing yet, and I haven't quite mastered this catching thing yet.
All in all, a pretty good day. Here's hoping for a good week. And, hi Joe! Everything's fine!
*Except those nice people who lived across the street when we were kids. My brother used to mow their lawn, and I they must have paid him beforehand, because he mowed over the money once. I think he was able to tape it together and exchange it at the bank. I'm pretty sure I didn't feel much sympathy for him, since my pre-teen job - babysitting - was way harder and paid way less ($2 an hour if I remember correctly).
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Ha! Did the kid ever come back? 8 bucks sounds like a pretty good deal for you.
That's funny about the Halston's (the people who's lawn I mowed). I distinctly remember them paying me after I was finished (and placing the money into my sweet Ocean Pacific wallet), but I also remember the mowing my money incident too. Must have been an out-of-the-ordinary circumstance.
I remember that Ed Halsten would pay you while you were mowing...if he was leaving. As for paying up front...I guess I don't have to elaborate. Maybe he will feel guilty and actually come back.
Maybe Viola should be in a commercial for MAC. "Take your MAC on a NAP". As for mowing, I mowed down by the river...all but the last 15' which is just mud. I went to put some grass seed down this morning only to find that the deer had been by during the night. Their hoofs really left an imprint in the mud. It was interesting to see where they roamed.
Your rice may have talked back to you but I missed dinner last night. Mom had book club & all I got was a few pieces of cheese and crackers. Yes, I did eat a big piece of strawberry/rhubarb pie with ice cream before bed.
The kid never came back. Our next door neighbor kid claims that he knows the kid but that he's been forbidden to go to his house. The next door neighbor kid mowed for us on Friday, unevenly and sloppily, but a bargain at only $10. (The $8 I lost was for only the front and one side).
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